Josh's Justice, Cowboy Romance (Bad in Boots, Book 4) (12 page)

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Authors: Patrice Michelle

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Her entire body shook with pent-up sexual tension, needing release. When Josh let go of one of her breasts then slid two fingers deep inside her and began stroking her hot spot, Sabrina moaned and dug her toes in the carpet underneath her.

“Oh, God, Josh, yes…but,” she panted, then gave a nervous laugh.

“What?” He lifted his head and met her gaze as he continued to stroke her body. “Do you feel like you want to pee?”

She nodded and bit her lip.

His smile turned carnal, the kind of smile that would melt women where they stood. “Then I’m hitting the right spot. You’re going to come. Long and hard. Let go, baby, and feel,” he rasped before he lowered his head to her body and laved at her clit once more.

Sabrina ached so desperately, her body shuddered with the feelings rocking through her. Damn he was making her feel things she’d never experienced before. She was glad she didn’t hold back with Josh. It felt so good to let him take complete control. This is what she wanted. Exactly what she needed.

Josh let go of her breast and moved a hand to cup her buttock, pulling her closer. He briefly lifted his head and said in a rough voice, “Give in, Brina. Come for me, darlin’. This sexy body of yours was made for lovin’. Show me just how much.”

When he finished, he kissed her inner thigh, then pressed his thumb on her clitoris while his thrusts continued to heighten her bliss, harder, deeper, more aggressive with each stroke.

Sabrina rocked against him, her heart racing. When her orgasm slammed through her, each wave more intense than the last, she pressed closer to him, her rapid breathing and sighs of release cutting through the silence in the room.

After she quit moving, Josh moved quickly above her, his mouth covering hers in a scorching kiss. She tasted her own salty sweetness and welcomed the aggressive thrust of his tongue against hers, telling her just how ready he was to be inside her.

She reached between them and pulled at the buttons on his jeans until they were all undone. Pushing at his waistband, she pressed her lips against his neck, telling him without words how much she wanted him.

Josh stood and shrugged out of his jeans and underwear. Before he tossed his jeans aside, he pulled a condom out of the pocket. Sabrina sighed inwardly, appreciating his perfectly muscled thighs and calves, but when her gaze landed on his impressive erection as he rolled on the condom, her belly tensed in anticipation.

Once Josh knelt between her legs and she got a closer view of him, she realized he was much thicker than any man she’d been with and she was pretty sure he was longer too. She bit her lip as apprehension gripped her. When his knee nudged her thighs further apart, she caught the expression on his face—the intensity and sheer concentration. He was on the edge of losing control.

Grasping Josh’s shoulders Sabrina swallowed her nervousness and tried to relax as he eased his erection against her. She felt the tension in his shoulders, saw his focused expression, and heard his breathing turn shallow as he pushed further inside her.

She ached everywhere but especially where they connected. She tensed when his fullness began to stretch her, turning the ache to a burning sensation.

“Relax…” he grated out, then paused, closed his eyes and blew out a breath. After a couple of moments, his sexy teal gaze locked with hers once more and he finished in a ragged tone, “You’re so tight. You’ve got to relax for me, baby, or I’m going to hurt you.”

Sabrina took a deep breath and released a nervous giggle. “This is one time when being small in stature might be a
real
pain in the ass.”

Josh flashed a grin, but amusement quickly fled his expression as the sexual tension amped between them. He withdrew and grasped her hips. Tilting her body, he pressed back in once, twice, three times, rocking into her.

“You can take me, Brina. I know you can,” he encouraged while priming her body in slow, rhythmic movements.

She closed her eyes and arched her back, soaking in the amazing sensations rippling through her. Heat flowed between them with each tantalizing thrust, easing his entrance. Once his penetration moved deeper, Josh laid his sweat-soaked chest on hers and grated, “Holy hell you feel good,” then thrust hard, seating himself fully inside her.

Sabrina gulped back a yelp of discomfort as the full breadth of him invaded her.

Josh jerked his head up and cupped her face, concern in his eyes. “Are you okay?”

She nodded and gripped his shoulders, wrapping her legs around his trim waist. “Now show me what you got and don’t hold back. With all this anticipation you’ve built up, I have high expectations.”

“I’ll do my best not to disappoint,” Josh said in a rush of breath, then withdrew and slammed into her, giving her exactly what she asked for.

“Yes!” she cried out and dug her nails into his shoulders. He hitched higher, adding pressure and the rough rub of his body stimulated hers, setting off a series of small tremors deep inside.

Josh dipped his head and nuzzled her neck, saying close to her ear, “Told you we’re right; a perfect fit. I feel every little tremble, every muscle clench against my cock and it’s making me crazy. I can’t wait to hear that scream when you come.”

He rocked his hips and she moved with him, breathing out, “I’m not one to scream, Josh.”

His laugh came out in a harsh bark. “Guess I’m one lucky bastard then. I can’t believe the men you’ve been with didn’t know the wild cat they had on their hands.” Grasping her hips, he tilted her just so and new arousing sensations shot through her. “I fucking love that I get to bring it out of you!”

 With his last words, his grip on her hips tightened and his strokes turned more dominant and aggressive. After a particularly forceful downward thrust, he ground his body against hers and demanded, “Let me hear it, Brina!” And that was all it took.

Sabrina dug her nails into his back and whimpered when her orgasm started, then she couldn’t hold back her scream any longer. She wrapped her arms tight around his neck and pulled him close as she lifted her hips against his body, hoping to drag out the soul-deep, body-rocking sensations as long as possible.

Josh cupped the back of her neck and gave a low groan as he came on the tail end of her orgasm. Once he stopped moving against her and his heart rate slowed, he shrugged his shoulders and grunted, his smile smug. “Well, hello, Kitty cat.”

When he dipped his shoulder and she saw the deep red claw marks she’d inflicted, heat rushed to her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, Josh.”

He clasped her chin when she tried to look away, his expression intense. “You didn’t hold back. That’s what I want!” His hold loosened and his gaze softened. “Sabrina, that was…no words can describe—”

“So let’s not try,” she said quietly as an ache settled in her chest. She didn’t want it to mean more. She already knew she’d be pining after Josh the minute she left Texas. She didn’t need the memory of his heartfelt words reminding her just how spectacular they were together haunting her every thought.

Josh gave her a puzzled look, then supported his weight on his forearms on either side of her. “Why was my being a firefighter a problem?”

She shrugged and tried for a light tone, “It’s not a problem.”

“Not buying it,” he countered, his blond brows slashing downward.

“Really, it’s fine, Josh.”

When she tried to slide out from under him, he didn’t budge. “I’m not letting you up until you tell me.”

He suddenly felt much heavier. He’d meant what he said. He wasn’t moving. Sabrina sighed. “My father was a firefighter. He died fighting a fire. It happened while I was…away at college.” She tried to say the last as unemotionally as possible, but instead, she choked on the last few words.

By the time she finished speaking, all the color had drained from Josh’s face. He gently cupped her jaw, his own tense. “God, I’m such an ass. I’m sorry, Sabrina.”

Her chest constricted. She appreciated his concern. “It’s okay. You didn’t know.”

Josh rolled over and pulled her into his arms. Kissing the top of her head, he said, “Do you want to talk about it?”

She shook her head, then rubbed her nose against his warm chest, soaking in his masculine smell. “There’s nothing to tell.”

He squeezed her slightly until she met his gaze. He searched her face with a doubtful look, then nodded. “You’ll tell me when you’re ready.”

Sabrina lowered her head back to his chest and absorbed the sensation of his hard muscles under her cheek as he ran his fingers through her hair. “That feels good,” she murmured.

He lifted some strands, turning them toward the light. “I love your hair; how the sun reflects off the blue highlights in it. I like it best flowing down your back.”

She tried to turn and winced. Some of her hair had caught under her shoulder. Shifting, she pushed it out from under her, a wry smile on her lips. “Sometimes it can get in the way. My old boyfriend wanted me to cut it.”

His gaze locked with hers. “I’d love to shake his hand.”

Her eyes widened and she met his gaze. “Why?”

“To tell him thank you for being such an idiot. I might never have met you otherwise.”

“Thank you for the compliment.” She smiled and closed her eyes, loving his tender touch as he ran his fingers from the top of her head all the way to the ends of her hair.

“As for your hair,” he began, then fisted his hand in the mass and gently tugged until her eyes fluttered open. “Don’t cut it off. I love it long.”

The seductive look in his gaze made her breasts ache and her body throb all over again. “I won’t,” she said breathlessly.

“The length has some definite advantages,” His voice turned gruff as he used his hold on her hair to pull her close and steal a kiss.

Sabrina let out a quiet, swooning sigh against his mouth, amazed by how easily Josh exuded the kind of raw sexiness that made her feel like the most desired woman in the world.

When his mouth started to slant harder against hers and her stomach rumbled, Sabrina giggled in embarrassment.

“Are you ready for that steak now?” he teased.

“Oh, crap, I just remembered,” she said, glancing at her watch.

Josh frowned. “What?”

She pressed a light kiss to his mouth. “As much as I would love to spend the rest of the day in bed with you, I promised Nan we’d come for an early dinner.”

“Tonight?”

He looked so displeased she couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes, tonight.”

 “Doesn’t she know we’re on a date?”

Her lips quirked and she glanced down at their naked bodies. “Is that what this is?”

“You know what I mean.” His brow furrowed and he ran a finger down her chest and along the curve of her breast. “I want you all to myself.”

His touch sent butterflies scattering through her belly. “I’m pretty sure you’re going to be subjected to intense scrutiny of your intentions toward me, Nan style, so be prepared to dodge and segue like a champ. I think with Elise gone, she’s adopting the ‘look out for Sabrina’s well-being’ role.”

When he sighed heavily, she shrugged. “Don’t sweat it. I’m not, but I did promise her, so we’re going.”

“What do you mean, ‘you’re not’?”

She swept her hair over her shoulder and set her chin on his chest. “Just that I’m a big girl. I don’t need anyone to worry about my feelings.”

When she moved to get up, Josh clasped her arm and yanked her back down and across his chest until they were nose to nose. “What if
I
want to know about your feelings?”

Was he being sincere or teasing her? She mentally shook herself, thinking she must’ve read more into his comment than he meant. Pulling back a little, she rolled her eyes and patted his chest. “Don’t worry, Josh. I absolve you of the burdensome responsibility of safeguarding my heart.” She gave a sly smile and traced her finger along the light hair that ran down his abdomen. “But I’ll happily give you the key to my chastity belt later. “So come on, lazybones. The sooner we go, the sooner we can get back.”

 

 

* * *

 

While Ace followed the path through the woods that led to the Lonestar, Josh was thankful for the shade the trees provided. That way he didn’t have to put a hat on Sabrina’s head to protect her from the heat. Selfishly, he wanted her as close as he could get her and a hat’s brim would just get in the way.

Pulling Sabrina against him, he breathed in the floral scent of her shampoo and her natural sweet smell and was surprised at the way the scent made him feel. He felt content, happy and horny—in that order. Sabrina seemed more at ease riding this time, and he was sure the fact she had changed back into a comfortable pair of jeans for their ride helped.

As Ace walked down the wooded path, the underbrush crunching under his hooves, Sabrina laid back against his chest, sighing in contentment. With the flashes of sunlight streaking through the trees, adding to the beautiful silence in the forest, Josh couldn’t resist kissing her temple as a feeling of rightness settled over him. Sabrina was everything he wanted in a woman—sexy, uninhibited, responsive, strong of heart and challenging.

When she told him about her dad, he felt a familiar stab in his chest. The memory of Nick came rushing back as if it were yesterday, making his heart twist and his gut knot in regret. They’d had so much fun that late fall day, trying out their new Halloween costumes. He and Nick had played into the early evening, until their parents had called them home. Promising to meet at their fort the next day, like they did every day, they’d gone home. Nick never made it to the fort the next day.

Josh shrugged off the melancholy memory. Instead he focused on the sexy woman in front of him and just how much she’d come to mean to him in such a short time. When he was with Sabrina, he didn’t feel the driving need to be at the fire station at all hours. No woman in his past had ever done that to him. With her in his arms, his sense of duty, which he’d never been able to turn off before, shifted to the back of his mind for a while.

What he felt for Sabrina went far beyond anyone he’d ever been with. He couldn’t believe how protective and possessive he felt about her. Damn. He knew he was jumping the gun. For all he knew she didn’t feel the same about him. No doubt they were sexually compatible, but he wanted more than just a few days with her. He wanted to give them a chance. Would she? One thing he knew for certain…he had a hell of a hurdle to jump with her past.

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