Heartbreak Ranch (10 page)

“Colt ... Please ...” She moaned as his hands massaged her inner thighs.

“Shhh ... Graysen. Let me look at you, touch you, taste you.” He slid her up to the top of the bed where her head could rest on a pillow. His hands lingered, caressing belly and thighs before taking hold of her knees and gently prying them open, revealing her throbbing sex to his gaze.

***

She had never been so exposed before, and she relished the notion of giving herself to Colt like this. It was difficult not to feel so brazen when she was in Colt’s arms like this. His touch scorched her. His gaze and his lust-filled words intoxicated her. His touch built a need in her only he could fill.

She didn’t resist when he slid her back down to the edge of the bed and shackled her ankles with his hands, spreading her legs apart. Graysen loved the way Colt’s mouth felt on her breasts, but she was not ready for what he was about to do next. He held her thighs apart, and he was far stronger than she was.

“Trust me, Graysen.”

“I do, but—”

“Let me taste you, all of you. There are many ways to make love to a woman,” he spoke to her sensually as he trailed kisses up her inner thigh. “And this, Darlin’, is one of my favorites.”

Graysen held her breath. She could feel Colt’s rough jaw at the juncture of her thighs, and she instinctively tried to snap her thighs shut at her embarrassment. Colt laughed. His breath was hot against her wetness.

Colt’s hands parted her open, making her vulnerable to his hungry mouth. He dragged his tongue over her slit in one long sweep of sin. He tasted every yielding inch of flesh between her legs. He moved his tongue over her like she was a melting ice cream cone and he was trying to capture every little bit of her. He circled her glistening pearl of flesh, tracing his tongue over it before drawing the hard, little nub into his mouth and sucking gently. While he made love to her with his mouth, Graysen writhed against him, crying out in ecstasy. Her fists gripped the bed sheets.

“Sweeter than I could have imagined,” he moaned as his lips caressed her pink, swollen smoothness. “Mmm … like honey ... and heaven.”

“I can’t … I can’t—” Graysen pleaded for him to relent.

Colt slid up her body and silenced her with his kiss, which both soothed and further excited her. He had yet to take his jeans off, but the last barrier of clothing between them served its purpose, tormenting him and making him hungrier. He smiled, empowered with the knowledge that he was fueling her lust as much as he was his own. His hands trailed her from shoulder to waist. She lay there, naked and panting, overcome with passion. His fingers were gentle but insistent, as though she was an untrained horse who needed taming.

He lifted his hips enough to get his hand between their bodies. His tongue slipped into her mouth. “Oh!” She moaned deeply as his middle finger circled her swollen nub slowly. She whimpered in frantic agony when his fingertips skimmed across her folds. His finger slid into her heat as he gazed into her eyes, watching the effect he had on her.

“Has anyone ever touched you in this way before?” he asked breathlessly in her ear.

Drunk with pleasure, Graysen couldn’t form words; she could only thrash her head back and forth on the pillow to signal “no.” While one hand tormented her womanhood, the other cupped a breast. Softness filled his hand. Her back arched. Her hips ground against his hand. Her whole body convulsed.

“Oh God, Colt!”

He grinned; he couldn’t do otherwise. “Give into it, Graysen. Please come for me baby. Come for me with my fingers inside you.”

Her muscles clasped tightly around his fingers as she found her release. A scream tore from her ruby lips as the climax split her body in two.

Relentless, he teased her, drawing out every moment of pleasure. He stifled her moans with his mouth, enveloping her cries. As Graysen rode out the pleasure, Colt softly kissed along her cheek and neck, one hand still cupped between her legs. Only when she went limp beneath him did he withdraw. He stayed close, held her to his side while her breathing calmed. Her fingers toyed with the hair on his chest and her breath tickled him. Still throbbing for his own release, he waited for her to recover.

Still locked away in a euphoric haze, not fully aware of her surroundings, she heard Colt sliding his jeans off. Breathing heavily, she opened her eyes. She noticed his hunger-filled stare as he sat in front of her on the bed. Her eyes travelled down his body and widened when she saw the proof of his desire.

Colt noticed the flash of fear in her eyes as she saw him totally naked for the first time. He let out a small chuckle. “Don’t worry, Hun, it’ll fit.” He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear while giving her a heartfelt look. “You’re wetter than a summer storm.” He cupped her sex once again and started a new attack on her senses. His fingers worked on her and she melted from pleasure, giving a soft moan.

As pleasure began to flow through her body, she barely heard the sound of Colt as he opened the night stand drawer and unwrapped a condom. She felt a finger enter her and then a second. He curved his fingers and pressed against her inner walls. Tingles formed in her scalp, fingers, toes, and gathered in her belly as her body bowed.

As she was about to float away on a cloud of bliss, his fingers left her. She opened her eyes in frustration. Colt was nestled between her legs, his face inches from hers as his hand caressed her cheek tenderly, and he leaned in to give her a lingering, soft kiss. Colt knelt between her thighs, savoring the sight of her naked and filled with desire beneath him.

Graysen reached down and brushed her hand tentatively against his throbbing erection. If she wanted to touch him, far be it from him to argue. He moved to lie at her side, placing his hands behind his head. After minutes of featherlike, innocent touches, he took her hand and wrapped it around his shaft. With one hand over hers, he showed her how to stroke him; with the other he plucked and played with her nipples. Soon they were both panting.

And he’d reached his limit. He slid the condom on and then he moved over her body until his coarse chest hair grazed her sensitive nipples. The broad tip of his desire prodded at her folds. Feeling her warmth, her wetness against him, Colt growled.

Graysen pulled his head down to hers, and their mouths met as he plunged into her with a hard thrust, shattering the barrier of her virginity. Graysen cried out. Colt’s hands gripped her head as he moaned with pleasure against her mouth. He opened his eyes and looked into hers.

His gaze was more penetrating than his thick erection throbbing inside her. There was no pain, only a powerful, all-consuming pleasure between them as Colt rocked against her. Now that he was finally inside her, she just wanted to crawl inside his chest and stay there. She never wanted anything more in her life.

Moving as one, Colt set a faster pace. Their breathing filled the room as their hips rocked together. They were covered in a thin layer of sweat, their bodies straining to get as close as physically possible. Graysen’s breathing quieted, and Colt knew her orgasm was building inside her.

His eyes were full of a fire that was moments away from consuming her. Graysen lost control, and her eyes closed as she floated away.

“Look at me, Graysen,” his voice was filled with an urgent need that matched hers. He brought her back and forced her to open her eyes. “I want you to look right into my eyes when you come,” he pointed to his eyes with two fingers.

Graysen felt content as he took complete control. She became his completely as she surrendered her heart. Their hearts throbbed in unison, on the edge of a precipice.

In the calm before the storm, they shared something beautiful as their eyes locked onto each other’s. A deep bond forged between them, and Graysen knew her life would never be the same. Colt pulled out of her once more and then slammed back into her with such force, that her body bucked wildly. She shuddered beneath him. She saw heaven and the stars, and from the sounds Colt was making above her, she knew he had gone there with her. Their worlds came crashing together, and nothing else mattered at that moment. There was just Colt and Graysen.

As the last flames of climax dwindled down to smoldering embers, Colt pulled Graysen up into his arms and sat back. He pulled her against him tightly, burying himself in her hair. He breathed in the scent of her vanilla shampoo as she molded herself into his chest. The room was still now, and their slowing heartbeats serenaded the silence.

“I
knew
it would be this way with you, Graysen, like nothing I have ever felt before.” His voice was a combination of wonder and confusion.

She wasn’t expecting him to react that way. He was skillful and obviously experienced when it came to making the earth move. The thought that it felt better for him with her than anyone before made her heart sing. She skimmed her fingers along the muscles on his abdomen and chest. They lay there in a tangle of bed sheets and sweaty, naked limbs.

Graysen felt his whispered words against her ear and her lids closed over her eyes as an emotion that was too new to name tried to occupy her soul. Even though she had never been with any man before, she somehow knew it would be like this too. The vulnerability she heard in Colt’s words only added to her distress. Her restraint was worn dangerously thin, threadbare from the way he looked at her, the things he whispered to her, and the way he had made love to her. Her heart was tangled in his.

“You’re so beautiful. My vision of just how lovely you would be in the afterglow of love didn’t do you justice,” he whispered as he gazed down and gently toyed with a piece of her hair while running his fingers up and down the smoothness of her back. Graysen fluttered soft kisses along Colt’s chest in a gesture of appreciation.

“How have you never done this before? Are all the men in Iowa brain-dead or just stupid?” His voice was gentle but curious.

Graysen wasn’t thrilled about discussing her lack of experience, but she wanted to open up to Colt after what they had just shared. “I tend to turn men off.”

Graysen took a deep breath and went on, hoping she didn’t get tangled up in her words.

“Most of the men I seem to attract have certain expectations. They want a woman who looks like a movie star, and performs in the kitchen like Giada de Laurentiis, and in the bedroom like an adult film star. Most men run when they realize I am smarter than I look and not willing to play house so easily.”

Colt rolled them over so they faced each other. He softly caressed her cheek. “Darlin’, I’m not like most men.” His voice was tender and tough at the same time, like the hand that stroked her face. Graysen felt so close to Colt, she felt no shame in bearing more of her feelings.

“I knew you weren’t like most men when I first saw you atop that black beast of a horse the night I arrived here,” she whispered softly.

Colt allowed himself a triumphant smirk. “So you saw that, did you?”

“I spotted you on the horse when I left the lodge to get some fresh air. I hid by the barn so I could get a better look.”

He chuckled and kissed her forehead. “You sneaky little devil, you. Always in places you shouldn’t be.”

She grinned. “I couldn’t help myself.”

“Did I disappoint?” His voice was playful as they laid there, entwined.

“Far from it,” she breathed. “I was jealous of that horse. I watched you, and I knew in that moment I wanted to be the one you were on top of, the one you were riding, the one you were rubbing your hands against …”

Colt covered her mouth quickly. His face was playfully stern. “Hush, Hun. If you keep talking like that, I won’t be able to stop myself from doing something you are probably too sore to do again right now.”

Graysen knew he was right. It was magnificent when he was inside her. Now that they were no longer joined together, her body began to feel the consequences of their passion. She moved so she was lying next to him and he nestled his head in the cradle of her neck, wrapping an arm around her. She knew he was tired, and not just from their lovemaking, but from the hard day’s work on the ranch.

“I should go so you can get some sleep,” she whispered softly.

“Mmm, stay right like this and I’ll fall asleep in no time.”

Colt’s sleepy, sexy voice was about to do her in. It would be so easy to surrender and stay the night. “Colt, I can’t stay tonight ...”

“Yes you can, Iowa,” he whispered in her ear.

His use of her nickname tattooed her heart. She was torn. “I had to sneak out. Everyone thinks I am sleeping off a migraine. If my bed wasn’t slept in and I was nowhere to be found, it wouldn’t be good.”

Colt groaned behind her. “For Pete’s sake, you’re a college graduate. You’re twenty years old. Your parents still treat you like a little girl who can’t make her own decisions, don’t they?”

“Yes, of course they let me make my own choices. It doesn’t mean that they would approve of me sneaking out of the cabin in the middle of the night to some guy’s bed—some guy who I just met. Some guy who is older than me by … Exactly how old
are
you?”