Fox, Morgan - Discovering Temptation [Texas Stallions 1] (Siren Publishing Allure) (13 page)

Moaning, she arched her back and slowly rocked her hips, fucking his fingers. “Oh, Tyler,” she muttered breathlessly, “That feels so good.” All she could do was feel the explosion of pleasurable sensations that flooded her body.

“I’m going to come,” she cried, gripping his arms for support.

She gave a strangled moan and was clawing up his back as the first wave of her orgasm hit her. She leaned back, taking his thick fingers deeper as he moved in and out of her pussy.

Breathless and desire-drenched, she swallowed hard against the lustful needs racing through her. She forced herself to keep from reaching down, finding his cock only to impale herself on it. Admittedly, she was desperate to feel him deep inside her, but she wouldn’t be the one to hurry the passion he aroused in her. She was determined to enjoy the momentary connection they shared.

Then Tyler grabbed her ass and hauled her right up against him, grinding his hips and cock over her sensitive pussy. She gasped as he kissed along the column of her neck and collarbone. All the while, he teased at her slick entrance with his cock.

“Abby,” he moaned in her ear. “Oh, Abby, I want you so much.”

At any moment she could’ve told him to stop, but stopping wasn’t what she truly wanted. Fucking him, riding his hard cock until he made her come with her eyes rolling back in her head was exactly what she wanted. Perhaps her sexy cowboy needed a little encouragement.

“What are you waiting for?” she whispered against his ear. Her fingers tugged at the damp strands of hair at his neck as she softly nibbled on his earlobe. She didn’t want to wait any longer. She couldn’t wait any longer.

Locking gazes with her, he reached between them and positioned his cock at her entrance and slowly thrust upward, sliding inside her. The tantalizing skill he used to enter her had her fingers digging deep into the flesh of his shoulders. Never had anyone eased inside her with such tender patience. It had always been fast and unyielding fucks, and only one person left the bed satisfied. Not Abby.

Tyler moved inside her with the kind of sweetness a man might use with a woman he truly cared for or even loved. So different from the powerful, virile man she knew him to be. He took such care with her. The deep passion she observed in his gray eyes had a stinging pain firing inside her chest. All she could think to do was kiss him, and kiss him she did.

Immediately, her tongue dove deep into his mouth. She couldn’t get enough of him. Her mind was on fire with so much need, she could hardly breathe. Everything about the situation seemed surreal, like at any moment she might awaken from the best sexual dream of her life.

Squeezing her eyes tightly shut, she prayed that the wondrous feel of Tyler Boyd’s cock sliding deep inside her pussy, his mouth on hers, was very real.

Her eyes rolled back in her head. He felt so good filling her, touching her, his lips against hers. All the daydreaming she’d done about him, wondering what kind of lover he’d be, had been answered. He was exquisite. The most skilled lover she’d ever known. He responded to her body as if they had been lovers for an eternity, knowing exactly where to touch her and how to do it.

Breaking the fevered kiss, she groaned. He held her hips, rocking back and forth, his pace more determined. She used her legs to impale herself back down on his cock, riding him with more fervor. The increasing pleasure the position evoked had her tingling with another wild orgasm.

Crying out, she clung to him, and came in a hot gush. The earth-shattering orgasm was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. Her body was suddenly limp and exhausted, but that didn’t stop Tyler from continuing to pleasure her. His pace quickened and she found herself enjoying every second of it. Thrusting deeper, he came inside her, a hot explosion that had him growling like a feral beast.

Breathless and panting, they held each other. Within a short span of time, that awkward feeling she had feared would occur dropped into the pit of her stomach. She couldn’t hold him forever. Eventually, she’d have to look him in the eyes, and when she did, she figured he might no longer see her as the woman she was, but more or less an easy piece of ass. Why had she allowed this to happen?

“Abby?” Tyler murmured.

She nodded slowly and eased back, releasing her hold from around his neck and dropping her legs from his waist.

“Are you all right?”

She gently pushed away from him and floated back a few feet. “You should leave first,” she told him. “It would be best if we’re not seen leaving the spring naked together.”

For a long moment, he simply stared at her. His eyebrows narrowed. “Right,” he agreed. “I’ll go around toward the front, so you can head around the back toward the barn.”

“That would be a good idea.” A solid lump formed in her throat, making swallowing feel near impossible.

Tyler swam to the edge, but just as he reached the side, he pushed away and moved right back toward her. Taking her into his arms once again, he kissed her hard. His mouth devoured hers. No time in her life had any other man kissed like that before. He made her feel more than desire. He made her feel loved.

Separating on a gasp of air, he smiled at her, his thumb caressing her swollen bottom lip. He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips and within seconds, exited the spring and dressed as if he were rushing from danger. He hopped on his horse and didn’t look back. She watched as he rode off.

Once again, Abby had failed to make the right choice. She should’ve sent Tyler away immediately. She should’ve been more firm with her intentions. Now, she was going to be faced with seeing him every day, wishing she hadn’t just let him fuck her. Not only that, but she’d let him use her just like she allowed everyone else in her life to do. Her heart was now involved.

Frowning, she muttered, “So much for starting over. I guess it really is impossible to teach an old dog new tricks.” Closing her eyes, she sank to the bottom of the spring and wondered if she’d just made the biggest mistake of her life.

Chapter Eight

Abby snuck away from the spring like she’d just stolen a television right out from her neighbor’s living room. She rode her horse as quickly as she could toward the barn. Her every thought was getting to her bedroom quickly without being seen. She was desperate to bury her head and pray no one would know what she’d just done.

As much as she enjoyed every moment with Tyler, the way he touched her, looked into her eyes, felt deep inside her, sex with him had been an enormous mistake. How could she have been so reckless to allow that to happen? A sexual relationship with a man she just met was nothing compared to how she would manage the ranch if things suddenly turned sour between them. What the hell would she do then? Honestly, she hadn’t a clue.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Hunter as he waved at her. He was saddled up on a dark horse, and looked as charming as any man could that commanded a powerful animal. She veered in his direction. She couldn’t afford to act differently after what she’d done. So, she did her best to seem natural.

Good luck with that.

“Hey, Abby, what’s got you heading out this way?” Before she could answer, Hunter was already studying her, glancing over her wet hair and damp clothing that clung to her body uncomfortably because she hadn’t had a towel to dry off with. “Oh, I see. You took a dip in the spring. I can’t blame you. On a day like today, when it feels like it’s a hundred degrees outside, a cool spring soaking would hit the spot.”

Forcing a smile, and hiding her apprehension, she said, “I should probably get back to the house and find some dry clothes.”

Hunter chuckled. “Give yourself a few minutes out here in this hot sun and you’ll be dry in no time.”

He had a pleasing laugh that had her wondering why a man as attractive as he was seemed to be without a girlfriend. For all the conversations they’ve had, he never mentioned that he was in a relationship. For whatever reason, she was glad for that fact. She wasn’t sure why she felt that way, but she did. Still, Hunter didn’t strike her as the kind of man who would be single for long. He was too damn sexy to keep from catching a woman’s eye.

She shifted in her saddle as she considered her feelings, and silently, she scolded herself. She’d just been intimate with his brother, and now here she was glad that Hunter didn’t have a girlfriend. What the hell was wrong with her?

“Are you all right?” Hunter asked, narrowing his gaze. “You look a little distracted.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, shaking her head. “I think I’m just a little tired.”
And I’m a lot embarrassed and ashamed because I just had sex with your brother and I’m curious as a cat to know what it would be like with you.
Shaking the thoughts from her head, she tried to regain her focus. “How is everything coming along with the livestock?”

“Great,” he said with sincere enthusiasm. “Jared’s been a big help, even with his bumps and bruises. I can see why your father trusted him so much. The man’s a natural.”

“Funny you should say that. I thought the same thing about you.”

Lustful longing filled his gaze as Hunter offered her a crooked smile. “You did, huh?” The way his voice teased her, reminded her again why he wouldn’t be single for long. The man was a god among men, strong and wooingly wicked. The sparkle of his hazel eyes was too captivating to look away from, and she couldn’t help but enjoy his playful flirtations.

Her nipples hardened as a wild shiver shot through her. Goose bumps lined her flesh. “Careful, Hunter,” she warned. “I wouldn’t want you to get a big head over it.”

“I would never,” he told her with a lopsided grin. “Why don’t you spend the day with me and see for yourself just how things are done around here? I’d love to show you all the progress Jared and I have made in such a short time.”

As much as she wanted to do just that, she couldn’t. She was still dying to retire to her room and hide until she no longer felt ashamed of her actions and believed she had the courage to face Tyler once more.

“Maybe another day,” she replied. “Perhaps we can later in the week.”

He nodded, looking a little disappointed. With eyes like his, a true window to his soul, she could see the emotions shining through like a beacon in the night. It stung to see his discouraging expression.

“All right, Abby,” he agreed, and moved his horse closer to hers, taking hold of her reins. His hand cupped over hers, sending an electric jolt up her arms. “Just remember, I do expect you to follow through on your word. I’d hate to have to tie you to my horse, trapping your body against mine, just to make sure you kept your promise.”

She stared at him, her throat dry. What could she say to that? Did she even want to say anything? The sudden image of his arms around her as her back was pressed against his chest, his warm breath brushing over her neck and ear, and his lips dangerously close to her flesh had butterflies swirling around in her belly.

He winked at her and slowly trotted back toward the barn, leaving her there with sexual images and a heart rate that resembled the beat of a galloping horse. Licking her dry lips, she turned back into the direction of the house. Now, more than ever, she wanted to bury her head under a stack of pillows and pray no one found her, because she was in serious trouble, the kind of trouble that would have her dreaming of nights being pleasured by more than one brother.

Oh my God!

* * * *

Hunter waited a long time before turning around to see Abby heading toward the house. He’d watch her until she entered the protection of her home. Then she’d be safe inside with Sophia, and he wouldn’t have to worry about her any longer.

He glanced down at his watch. Cooper would be finishing up his daily chores with Tyler, and soon he would be heading inside to review the financial records with Abby. Traditionally, he wasn’t a jealous man, but for the first time in his life, Hunter wanted to trade his cattle driving skills and horse wrangling ability for a brain that would equal, if not surpass, his brother’s.

He hated that Tyler was the impetuous hero type, while Cooper was the attractive brainiac. All he was known for was being the youngest Boyd brother, the pretty boy of the family that no one took seriously. In everyone’s eyes, he knew they considered him a kid. He was twenty-five, a year younger than Abby, but that didn’t change the way he felt about her. It wasn’t an age he hoped she saw in him, but a determined man who cared about her. He enjoyed their conversations and appreciated that she treated him no differently than his brothers.