Royal Trouble (18 page)

Wes didn't know exactly what she meant by those words, but he was tired of talking.  It was time for more action, he thought, as he carried her toward the stairs.  He would have made it up the stairs if she hadn't kissed his shoulder, then licked his neck, before pushing up in his arms to nip his ear lobe.  With a growl, Wes sat down on the third tread with her on his lap.  Those damned lips of hers were going to be his death.  He couldn't get enough of them, he thought, as he closed his mouth over hers and she moaned.

Leigh Ann shifted in his lap, then she sat down with her knees on either side of his thighs.  Her bottom shifted, and her heat pressed against him.  Her hips moved and her wet folds glided over his cock and the feeling was so incredible, Wes almost came right then.  His fingers dug into her hips to stop her motion. 

"Slow down, baby," he begged and threw his head back to drag in a breath.

"I don't want slow, Wes...I want to feel you inside of me again.  I need you," she whispered, leaning in to rub her breasts to his chest, as she kissed his neck again.  Her hard nipples scraped his chest and Wes groaned.  The stairs were not the place to make love to her.  He needed the bed.  Loving this woman was going to take space the stairs didn't offer.  Before the night was done, he would know every inch of her beautiful body.

Wes pushed her away, sat her beside him, then quickly stood and took her hand.  Without hesitation, he started up the stairs, pulling her behind him.  "We need the bed," he told her gruffly, when she protested.  They reached the landing and Wes tugged her hand to lead her to the bedroom.  Opening the door, he led her inside, then kicked it shut.

Turning toward the bed, Wes tugged her arm, but she yanked back, and he lost his balance.  In a tangle of arms and legs, they fell to the floor, and Leigh Ann landed on top of him.  Her eyes were liquid blue pools as she said, her voice quavering, "I can't wait anymore." 

The woman was evidently determined they weren't going to make it to the bed, he decided when Leigh Ann held his eyes and slid down his body until his cock was at her opening.  Without hesitation, she raised up and shifted her hips then, groaned as she sank down on him taking him inside her warmth.  Wes sucked in a surprised breath and his hands went to her hips to steady her.

Leigh Ann sighed, then her beautiful mouth spread into a sexy smile that sent blood pounding through him.  She sat up straighter, her gorgeous breasts firm and proud, her nipples tight and extended.  Wes was buried to the hilt inside of her and her inner muscles pulsed around him. 

"You feel so good," she said breathily, easing up before sliding back down on him slowly.  Pleasure shot through him and Wes's heart felt like it would pound out of his chest.  "I want you so much," she said lifting her hips again. 

Wes dug his fingers into her hips to stop her downward motion.  "We have all night, baby," he told her, then eased her down on him again, because he didn't want her to move away.  After weeks of imagining this sensation, the tight fist of her body around him, he wanted to enjoy the reality, because his imagination had been off.  Way off. 

Earlier when he had been inside of her, he couldn't enjoy it, because he had been angry at her.  Now, that he was calmer, felt better about the situation, he could.  But he needed to make sure she enjoyed herself too.  Seeing the pleasure on her beautiful face, the wonder, made him wonder if she was serious about not having experience at sex. 

It was unfathomable, considering her beauty and how many men must hit on her daily.  His hands moved to her shoulders, and Wes rolled over so he was on top of her, pinning her to the carpet.  Leigh Ann protested, but he put a finger to her lips to shush her. 

"We have all night," he reminded her again looking down into her heated eyes, he was reminding himself too.  Because if he didn't get out of her right now, he was going to lose it.  The wet slide out of her body made him groan.  She whimpered and the sound made him want to slide right back in, but he didn't. 
All night
.  Trey was at his mother's for the night, and Wes was going to use every minute of his time alone with Leigh Ann to show her what the hoopla was about sex.  Tomorrow morning, she would know.

The pout on her full lips drew him there like a bee to honey.  That's what she tasted like too when Wes nipped her lower lip, before making two gentle passes over her mouth.  Sweet.  Delicious.  A shudder passed through her body, and Leigh Ann opened for him. 

Wes dove in sealing his mouth to hers, sucking every bit of nectar there.  No, he hadn't even started loving Leigh Ann Baker.  Before the night was over, she would be screaming his name, and he would be a satisfied man, he thought as his tongue found hers and invited it to dance.

Awash with sensation and need, Leigh Ann fought to have a coherent thought as Wes's mouth devoured hers.  Never in her life had she been kissed so thoroughly, but she wanted so much more.  Her fingers curled and her nails dug into the firm muscles pressed to her chest.  Her arms were trapped between them, his hard body pressing her into the floor, so that's all she could do.  Leigh Ann wanted to touch him, but she couldn't.

He pulled back from her, and breathing hard Leigh Ann begged, "Wes, if we have all night, let's get this first time over."

Wes chuckled, then lifted and kneeled in front of her.  His eyes glittered as he took her hands in his and leaned over her body to put them over her head.  "You want hoopla?  You're gonna get hoopla, baby," he said with a laugh, then pressed the back of her hands to the floor.  Leigh Ann moved them back to his chest, and he pinned them back above her head.

"Keep them there, or I'm gonna tie them there," Wes said.  A flicker of unease went through her, but she looked into his sexy eyes and it was quickly replaced by excitement.  Desire and curiosity as to what he was going to do to her next mixed causing a throb between her legs.

"Yes, sir," she said compliantly.  This dominant streak of Wes's that evidently only appeared behind closed doors was thrilling to her.  But he was gentle too, loving almost.  He was being bossy now, he had been earlier too, but it was different then.  He wasn't angry at her now, he obviously just wanted to make sure she was enjoying this too. 

That thought made her heart wiggle in her chest.  The only man she had been with before had given it a half-hearted attempt, but Wes was going to make sure of it.

"Show me," she invited, circling her hips against his.  Tingles raced down her spine as Wes growled then kept contact with her skin as he stroked his hands down her arms to cup her breasts.  He held her gaze, as he flicked his thumbs over her nipples and they hardened.  His fingers closed over them and he pinched hard and Leigh Ann groaned arching her back toward him.

"You like that baby?" he asked, his dark voice traveling over her nerve endings to excite her more.

"Yes, more," she begged and his head lowered.  Cupping one breast with his hand, Wes sucked her into his mouth, and swirled his tongue around her nipple.  Leigh Ann screamed, feeling the tug of his mouth on her at her core.

"That's it, scream for me, baby," Wes drawled sexily, lifting his head to look at her intently.  "Nobody can hear you, except me."  The freedom his words gave her increased her pleasure.  Leigh Ann didn't have to hide or repress what she was feeling.

Wes pressed his hardness, like hot velvet covered steel, against her thigh, and Leigh Ann wanted to feel more of it inside of her body.  A wave of anticipation swamped her, as she held her breath watching his head lower again.  His hot breath brushed her skin, and she lifted toward his mouth as it closed over her breast.  His teeth closed over her nipple.  Leigh Ann screamed, embracing the heady sensation that both his mouth and voicing her pleasure gave her.

She felt Wes's smile against her skin, as he kissed his way back across the valley between her breasts.  "Please, Wes," she pleaded breathlessly, squirming beneath him.  He sucked her into his mouth, and his tongue rasped against her. 

Leigh Ann gurgled, her hands going to his head to hold him closer.  Wes pulled back and gave her a heated look.  Her body trembled, then she slowly raised her arms above her head again. 

"Sorry," she said, but she wasn't sorry.  It was a tough decision to put them back up there or challenge him to do what he threatened.  The thought of him tying her up, having her at his mercy to do whatever kind of delicious things he wanted to do was very tempting.

Wes released her breast with a pop, then looked into her eyes a moment, before he kissed the center of her chest near her heart gently, then kissed a zigzag pattern to the middle of her stomach, where his talented tongue took over.  He moved to the curve of her waist, and it left a hot trail down to her hipbone.  "Mmm....you taste so good, baby," he told her and then licked her hipbone.  Leigh Ann tensed as he traced the edge of her bikini line to her other hipbone, but it tickled so she giggled.  He looked up at her with a questioning smile.

"Tickles," she explained with a grin.  His eyes darkened, before he bent back to retrace his path back to the other side.  Leigh Ann's body jerked, as her laughter filled the room.

"I love your laugh," Wes told her with a sexy smile.  "Let's see if this makes you laugh," he said mischief shining in his eyes. 

Wes knelt above her, then Leigh Ann felt his hands at her calves, pushing her legs apart.  She looked down at herself and her face heated.  She was spread out before him now like a buffet, totally naked and exposed.  She tried to close her legs, but he held them apart.

"Don't fight me, baby, just relax," he said then laid down between her legs, sliding his hands under her knees to spread her even wider.  "I have been dreaming of doing this, seeing this for two weeks.  Let me enjoy it, I'll make sure you do too," he promised.

Seeing his dark head between her legs sent naughty messages to her brain and ramped up her excitement.  What the hell was he going to do down there? 
Relax
?  No way, Leigh Ann was too curious.  She leaned up on her elbows to watch. 

He didn't seem to notice her hands weren't above her head anymore, as he kissed the inside of her thigh.  Her heart stuttered and Leigh Ann sucked in a sharp breath.  Wes kissed the other thigh, then traced his tongue up to the top of her thigh. 

He put his face near her folds and inhaled deeply, throwing his head back and closing his eyes to moan.  "You smell like honeysuckle here too," he growled, before bending his head over her again.  His tongue rasped across her opening as he licked up to her center, her body jerked in surprise, and she slammed her back to the floor to savor the exquisite feelings coursing through her. 

Wes bent her knees, spread her thighs further apart then moved closer, before his tongue swirled around her, slowly several times.  Leigh Ann whimpered as intense pressure built inside of her.  Wes suddenly sucked her into his mouth, and an orgasm slammed into her, sending her floating in a world of bright colors and waves of pleasure. 

Wes didn't stop, he continued to suck and lick her, adding a finger, then two inside of her.  Pressing them deeper, he hit a spot that sent her even farther into the abyss.  Leigh Ann's body shook violently, she felt boneless, every muscle in her body saturated with pleasure, when he kissed her a final time there, before sliding his magical fingers out of her body and moving beside her.

"Oh, god," she whispered throwing her arm over her eyes, her breath coming in heaving gasps.

"No, Wes," she said with a laugh as he scooted up beside her to drape his arm over her waist.  He leaned in to kiss her cheek, before dropping a sensual kiss on her lips that revved her engine yet again, because she tasted herself on his lips. 

"You okay, baby?" he asked and all she could do was nod. 

Leigh Ann didn't think she would ever be okay again.  This man had just ruined her, the bar from now on was going to be too high for any other man to ever hope to reach it.  Wes Jepson had ruined her for anyone else.  He was only the second man she had ever had sex with, but she recognized excellence when she was in its presence.

She ran her hand over his muscular chest, then leaned up on her elbow to kiss his shoulder.  Smoothing her palm down his arm, she moved her hand between them and took him in her hand.  Wes sucked in a sharp breath and hardened in her hand. 

"I want you now, Wes."  Leigh Ann stroked up his length, Wes groaned and suddenly she was flat on her back with his mouth on hers. 

He moved on top of her, but didn't take his mouth from hers, he nudged her legs apart with his knee then moved between her legs to settle himself at her opening.  Shifting his hips forward, he entered her in one forceful thrust and Leigh Ann gasped as her inner muscles clenched around him. 

"Yes," she sighed into his mouth.

Wes lifted one of her legs to his hip and set a hot, steady pace of thrusts that edged her closer and closer to another release.  His mouth on hers, his length sliding in and out of her was exactly what Leigh Ann had craved for weeks.  She reveled in the incredible sensations, the feel of his hard body against hers, and matched him stroke for stroke, until she pulled her mouth away from his to scream his name, as another blinding release poured through her.  Her body tensed at the same time Wes roared his release near her ear, his body tensing too.

After long minutes of just laying there, breathing hard and coming back down to Earth, Wes pushed up to kneel beside her.  He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed where he laid her down gently, before crawling in beside her and pulling her into his arms to hold her tightly.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Leigh Ann stirred against his side, the warmth of her leg moved against his cock and he hardened.  It wasn't an accident either he realized when she followed it up by sliding her hand up his chest, before leaning over to kiss his chest, which seemed to be her favorite thing to do.  Well, there was one thing she liked better, and he had done it twice now until she screamed his name.  He fucking loved hearing her scream his name when she came for him.  It turned him on more than anything.