9781631052323ForeverKindofCowboySullivan (8 page)

“How?”

“You
can see how she’s not really into what she’s doing. We can. We’ve been watching
this whole thing unfold from the pool table area while we played.”

“What
are you
talkin
’ about?”

“We’ve
been here almost every time she’s been here. She’s never once shown up with
Brad, but she’s acting like she’s all into him. She’s not comfortable. When he
leans in, she’s not meeting him halfway, she’s pulling back.”

Jeremiah
watched a little closer, taking in the whole scene in front of him. Brad paid
more attention to the women walking by, checking out their asses rather than
paying attention to the woman he was with. Callie touched his arm, although her
hand shook a little when she did, like she was totally out of her league. “She
knows I’m here.”

“Hell,
yeah, she knows you’re here, sulking in the corner like some loser.”

“I’m
not a loser.”

“Then
take control of the woman you want instead of sitting over here.”

“She’s
out with another guy.”

“One
she doesn’t want to be with, clearly,” Joey piped in, putting in his two cents
worth of advice to his older brother.

“Like
you two are experts in the love department.”

“Love,
hell!
You
want to get in that girl’s pants, don’t
ya
?” Joshua
asked, punching him in the shoulder.

“Yeah.”

“Then
go over there, pick her up, throw her over your shoulder and take her home.
It’s what she wants, I’m telling you.”

“How do
you know?”

“Mandy.”

“Mandy?”

“Yep.
She’s had a few beers. She’s
been
talkin
’ about you two a lot since she’s been
hanging out with us by the pool tables.”

“Are
you sure?”

“I’m
sure, bro. Take control of the woman you want. Otherwise, you’re
gonna
lose your chance.”

“Move.”
Jeremiah shoved Joey out of the
way so he could get up. He was done
pussyfootin
’
around with Callie. He definitely wanted to screw with her, literally. The
crowd between him and Callie’s table parted as he made his way to her. Without
a word, he took her arm, brought her to her feet, shoved his shoulder into her
stomach and hefted her over his shoulder.

“What
the hell are you doing?”

He
didn’t answer, just smacked her ass after he trapped her legs against his
chest. Take control. Oh, yeah. He planned to have her hogtied to his bed inside
of about fifteen minutes.

“Ouch.
You asshole!”

She
started hitting his back with the palm of her hand, although she wasn’t hitting
hard enough to do any damage.

“
Jeremiah,
put me down.”

The
crowd clapped as he made his way outside to his truck. “Are you
gonna
behave?”

“Behave?
I’m not the one acting like a caveman. Put me down.”

“Not
until you promise not to take off. Otherwise, I’ll hogtie you with my belt and
don’t think I can’t do it. Remember, I’m a cowboy to the core.” She huffed a
few times while he waited next to the door of his truck. “Callie?”

“Fine.
I won’t run.”

“Promise?”

“I
promise.”

He set
her inside the cab of his truck on the seat once he had the door open.

“Where
are we going?”

“My
place.”

“Why?”

“We
need to talk and I don’t want an audience.”

“I was
on a date, Jeremiah. How dare you manhandle
me.
This
behavior isn’t becoming of the gentleman I thought you were.”

“I’m
not gentleman around you anymore. You want it rough, baby, you got it.” He
slammed the door before he went around to the driver’s side of the truck. When
he glanced through the windshield, he thought he saw a little smile curving her
tempting lips.

She
wanted the roughneck. Well, she got him.

She was
quiet on the way to his place. He glanced over at her side of the truck on
several occasions to see her sitting with her arms crossed over her ample chest
as she tapped her foot on the floorboard of the vehicle.
What is she thinking?

“Are
you going to talk to me?”

“What
do you want me to say? I wanted you to manhandle me out of the bar, showing off
my ass to the entire town? No, I didn’t.”

“Why
were you there with Brad?”

“I told
you, we had a date.”

“You made
it sound like you’d being seeing him for several weeks.”

“Yeah.”

“I know
for a fact you haven’t. Was tonight the first night you’d been out with him?”
He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. “And don’t lie to me,
Callinda
. I know the truth.”

“Then
why ask me?”

“Because
I want to hear from your lips why you felt the need to lie to me in the first
place.”

“You
made me feel like shit, Jeremiah. I wasn’t worth your time to even call me to
tell me you made other plans.”

“Are
you still holding a grudge about our date?”

She
sighed as she shook her head. “Not really.” She turned in the seat to face him.
“Do you want to be with me?”

“What
do you mean be with you?”

“Do you
want to hang out with me? Do you want to be more than friends? Do you want to
have sex with me?”

He
choked on his own saliva. “Why do you ask that?”

“Because
those are the things I want from you, but I’m getting mixed signals.”

“Things
between us have been messed up from the get-go, Callie. We were friends or
acquaintances or whatever you want to call it. I don’t know what we are now.”

“Well
if you don’t know, then I don’t know either.” She sighed as she twisted back
around in the seat. “Why did you throw me over your shoulder and haul me out of
the bar?”

“I
didn’t like seeing you with Brad.”

“You
were jealous.”

“No.”
He pushed his hat off his head as he raked his fingers through his hair. “Yes.
Hell, I don’t know. I’m confused where you are concerned.”

“Do you
want to kiss me?”

He
hesitated for a moment before he replied, “Yes.”

“Do you
want to date me?”

“I’m
not sure dating is the right word.”

“What
would you say is the right word?”

His
knuckles turned white on the steering wheel as he fought for control. The
hesitation lasted longer this time until he finally sighed. “I want to fuck you
until you scream my name as you come around my cock.”

“Well then.”

“Have I
shocked you?”

“No.”

“Really?”

She
tilted her head to the side, giving him a condescending look out of the corner
of her eye, he wasn’t sure he appreciated coming from her. Funny, it made her
all the more desirable because she didn’t take his crap. She stood up to him
and gave as
good
as she got.

“Jeremiah,
you are the smartest guy I know, but you can be really dumb sometimes.”

“What’s
that supposed to mean?”

“You
can do things with numbers I can’t even fathom on any level. You are so
smart,
you scare me sometimes, but really? When it comes to
women, you can be really stupid.”

“It’s
normal for a guy not to understand women. Ask my eight brothers.”

She
laughed,
a hilarious, gut-rolling laugh that made him smile
even though their conversation was kind of serious. “You crack me up.”

“Thanks.”

“Okay.
Let’s get something straight. We’ve known each other for a long time. If you
aren’t into serious, I get that. Those kinds of relationships come with time.
Time I have on my hands so it’s fine, but I’m not necessarily looking for a
serious relationship either. If it happens, it happens.”

They
reached the front of his cabin and he turned off his truck. He wasn’t sure
where he wanted to go with this conversation. He wouldn’t mind seeing how they
were in bed together. He had the normal libido of a guy in his twenties. He
liked sex, liked it a lot, and if he could find a girl he could have great sex
with who didn’t get all serious and shit, he’d have it made until he was ready
for any kind of relationship. “I’m not ready for serious either. I have too
many things to do with my life. I want a girl I can have fun with, maybe get in
some great sex. You know, see where we go from there.”

She
pushed open the door on her side of the truck, stepping out into the gravel
before she shut it behind her.

After
he stepped out and closed his own door, he went around to the front of the
truck to stand in front of her. “This is my place.”

“Nice.”

“Come
on. I’ll show you in the inside.” He motioned to the other side of the duplex
type cabin. “Jackson shares the other side with me, but he’s not home right
now.”

“I saw
him at The Dusty Boot.”

“He
goes there a lot to hang out. He likes the atmosphere, I think. You know.
Lots of unpaired women.”

“Isn’t
he a real player?”

“He can
be. He’s kind of quiet, but very rugged like a cowboy should be. Not like me.”
After he unlocked the door, he pushed it open to reveal the inside of his
space. It was more of a one room place. A desk sat in the corner to the left.
His king sized bed took up one whole wall to the right with a deep blue
comforter spread over the expanse. He had a small kitchenette type thing back
against the wall in center where he could heat up things with the microwave or
cook a small meal if he wanted to entertain a woman here. His large television
took up the wall just inside the door with his PlayStation game system and two
leather recliners. Overall, he loved his space even if it was kind of small.
One day he would build a huge house for lots of kids and a wife, but not yet.
He had his special piece of property picked out on the ranch at the top of the
back hill where his house would overlook the valley below. He’d go up there
sometimes to sit while he dreamed of his future.

“You’re
a cowboy.”

“Yeah,
but I’m not an in your face kind. I ride and rope. You know, the normal cowboy
stuff, but I like the behind the scenes kind of thing more.”

She
glanced around his space with a look of awe. “Wow. This is cool.”

“Thanks.
It’s not much since
it’s
one room, but I like it.”

“You’ve
done great with it.” She walked to the kitchenette and ran her hand over the
small countertop. “You have your own space. That is awesome.”

“The
house you have with your dad is great. I like it.”

“Yeah,
but
it’s
Dad’s, not mine. I’m an interloper, so to
speak.”

“You’ve
lived there since you were born. How can you say you’re an interloper?”

She
shrugged as she checked out the model cars on his shelf. “It’s not mine. I want
my own house someday.
A big house.
Lots of kids, you
know?”

The
image of Callie sitting on a long porch with a couple of rocking chairs struck
him hard. She looked peaceful there with a baby on her lap and a couple more
running around playing cowboy in the yard. He could see her, clear as day. The
image kind of shocked him since he’d hadn’t really thought of her beyond their
friendship, but she had him thinking more and more about things outside their
immediate situation. “You see yourself as a mom?”

She
turned the car over, looking at every minute detail of the model before setting
it back on the shelf carefully.
“Oh, definitely.
I
want at least four. Of course, it depends on their father. You came from a big
family, but I didn’t. I want that for my kids.”

“Boys
or girls?”

“I
don’t really care.” She walked closer and put her hand on his chest. “I’d love
to talk to your mom sometime. I bet it was interesting raising nine boys.”

“Including
a set of triplets.”

“Yeah.”
Her lips parted as she looked
up.

His
brain went haywire at the thought of his lips on hers. He wanted it more than
anything. “I want to kiss you.”

Chapter Seven

“I want
that too,” she whispered, leaning toward him. “Take what you want, Jeremiah.”

Unable
to hold himself back any longer, he crushed his mouth to hers in a lip-bruising
kiss meant to steal her will to resist. Not that he expected her to after the
way she talked, but he didn’t want to give her the chance either.

He
wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in so her breasts brushed his chest.
The kiss deepened as she moaned softly and opened her lips to his seeking
tongue. The first touch of their battling tongues sent a rush of desire
straight to his groin. He couldn’t help it. He craved her with everything
inside him. He wanted to lay her across his bed and eat her pussy until she
screamed for him. The thought of burying his cock in her sweet heat drove his
desire higher still. His cock ached. His balls felt like they were on fire.

As
their lips parted, she whispered, “Wow.”

“Yeah.”
Drawing his finger along the
scooped neckline of her tank top in a sensual caress, he walked her backward
until the back of her knees hit the edge of his bed. “I want you, Callie. I
want to fuck you every way but up and then do it again.”

“Yes.”

“Are
you on birth control?” he asked, slowly sliding the strap of her top down her
arm.

“Yeah.
Have been for
a long time.”

“Good.
I have condoms to protect us both.”

“Good
thinking, cowboy.”

He ran
his tongue along the underside of her chin, across her jawline to the shell of
her ear. “I’m always prepared to have a gorgeous woman in my bed.”

“Had a
few women here?”

“Not
here.”

She
leaned back so she could look into his eyes. “What do you mean, not here?”

With a
nimble toss, his hat landed on the dresser against the wall. “I don’t bring
women here. You’re the first to see the inside of this room.”

“Why
me?”

“Because
you’re special.”

“I am?”

“Yes.
You aren’t just a pussy for me to fuck. You’re a friend too. That’s special to
me.”

“Aw,
you’re such a gentleman, Jeremiah.”

Her
sarcastic tone was lost on him. He figured she should feel lucky to be with
him. After all, he’d given her a compliment, right? He grinned and then leaned
in to kiss her again. He liked the feel of her lips under his. The soft curve
fit his perfectly. When he pushed to take the kiss deeper, she wrapped her arms
around his shoulders, crushing her breasts against his chest.
Dear God
. He wanted her, needed her with
every pump of his heart,
craved
her like he needed his
next breath.

The
clothes needed to go. The feel of her skin under his hands had his whole body
humming with desire as his cock strained against the front of his jeans.

He
brought her hands back down to her sides. “Let’s get you out of these clothes.
I want to see you.”

With
his fingers hooked in the straps of her top, he slowly slid them down her arms,
bringing her shirt with it to bare her breasts.
Wow.
The rose-colored nipples stood up, as if begging for the touch
of his fingers.

He
cupped both breasts in his hands, sliding his thumb across the nipples until
she tossed her head back. A soft moan escaped her lips. “These are gorgeous. I
can’t wait to taste them.”

“Let me
get my top off,” she said, reaching for the edge of the shirt to bring it over
the head. “There. That’s better. Now you can play all you want.” She toed off
her shoes and reached for the button on her jeans.

“I’ll
get to that in a minute. I want to play with these beauties for a bit first.”
He pushed her back so she lay across his bed. He wanted to take his time to
relish the feel of her skin beneath his fingers.
So soft.
He ran his tongue from
the edge of her pants, up her abdomen, smiling against her skin as it jumped
from the touch, up to the bottom edge of her breast. She wanted the touch of
his mouth. He could tell from the squirming movements, begging sighs and
arching of her back. Well, he’d give it to her because he wanted it too. He
grabbed both of her hands in his to put them above her head. “Leave them
there.”

With
one breast in each hand, he lowered his mouth to the left one, slowly sliding
his tongue over the tip. She sucked in a ragged breath, holding it for several
seconds before exhaling in a rush.

“So
good.”

He
flattened his tongue, running it around the areola, slowly circling but not
quite touching her nipple.

“You’re
killing me.”

“What a
way to die.”

“Jeremiah,
please.”

“Please
what?”

“Touch
it, suck it, do something. I’m
gonna
die here.” He
wrapped his lips around the tip
,
 
sucking
the hardened nub as she
arched her back. “Yes!”

Her
nipples were like ripe little berries, sweet and ready for his mouth. He nipped
at one to see what she’d do.

“Fuck
yeah.”

So she liked a little pain with
her sex. Good to know.

He
sucked the nub into his mouth, flicking it with the tip of his tongue as he
rolled her other nipple between his finger and thumb. She moved her hands to
his hair, pressing his head harder against her chest.

“More.”

He
released her breasts much to her moan of protest. “Put your hands back above
your head or I’ll tie you to the bed.”

“Okay.”
Her hands fisted as she returned them to the spot above her. “I want to touch
you.”

“You’ll
get your chance. For now, it’s my turn to explore.” He stood, positioning
himself near her knees as he worked the button on her jeans loose. “Lift up.”
Her jeans came off with a tug at her hips, leaving only her socks on her feet.
He toed off his own boots, and then unbuttoned his shirt.

“I
wanted to do that.”

“Next
time.”

“Will
there be a next time?”

“I hope
to God there is, because I’m totally enjoying myself here.” A sigh escaped his
lips as he glanced down at her neatly trimmed pubic hair. “You are simply
gorgeous.” He ran his hands from her knees, up the inside of her thighs,
parting them as he went to give him access to the sweet spot he wanted so
badly, he could almost come from the smell of her arousal. “I’m going to eat
you up.”

“Please
do,” she said, parting her thighs more to give him room to work.

“You
like it when a guy eats you out?”

“It
doesn’t happen very often, but yeah. I love it.”

“Good.
I plan on doing that very thing until you come all over my face.”

“Such
a sweet talker.”

He
growled as he shoved his hands under her butt to bring her closer to his mouth
while he knelt on the floor next to the bed. “Spread yourself for me.”

With
two fingers each on her pussy, she opened the outer lips showing him the little
nub already slick and waiting for him.

He took
in her scent with a swift inhale right before he took the tip of his tongue and
swirled the hardened flesh with it. Her soft moans and arched back told him she
enjoyed what he was doing as he licked every bit of flesh under his mouth.

It
didn’t take long for her moans to turn to cries of ecstasy as he ate at her
with fervor. He wanted to taste the sweetness of her cum on his tongue. The
need drove his own desire higher than he’d ever felt before.

When she
held his head to her center and cried out his name, he knew his life wouldn’t
be the same after this.

* * *
*

Her
legs shook, her pussy throbbed, and her whole body hummed as she cried out, “Oh
God, Jeremiah!” She’d never had a man go down on her like
that,
eating at her like he was starving. Jeremiah didn’t do anything half-assed,
apparently.
“Holy shit.
That was amazing.”

He
wiped his face on the comforter right before he stood to strip off his jeans.
“Glad you liked it.”

“I did.
I mean, wow.” Her breathing slowed and her heart quit hammering against her
breast as she relaxed against the softness of the bed, watching Jeremiah strip
off his jeans.
“Holy hell!
Damn, you’re built.”

“Thank
you.” His brow wrinkled. “I think.”

She sat
up to run her hand from the fur on his chest, down his rock hard abdomen to the
cock nestled in the springy curls at the juncture of his thighs. When she
wrapped her hand around his cock, he moaned low in his throat.

“I love
how you touch me.”

“Good.”
She leaned in to take his cock in her mouth, just enough to envelop the head
between her lips.

“Don’t
tease me.”

She
slid to the floor on her knees. “Oh, I plan to tease you mercilessly, Jeremiah.
I want to suck this, lick it, swirl my tongue around it, and get you so hard
you think your balls are going to explode.”

“Damn
woman.”

“Yep.”

She
sucked his cock between her lips again, rolling her tongue around the head, and
then ran it down the length of the shaft. His thighs quivered as he fisted her
hair in his hands. His hips
pistoned
, driving his
cock in and out of her mouth in a steady rhythm she knew would bring him to
completion before she wanted him to. She let his cock fall from her mouth in a
wet slide as she licked down to his balls.
“Easy, baby.”

“You’re
going to kill me.”

“What a
slow, pleasurable death it would be.”

“I want
you.”

“You
can have me. Where are your condoms?”

“In
the drawer.”
His breathing seesawed in and out,
billowing
his chest
as he fought for control.

She
grabbed one out, ripped it open with her teeth and then rolled the slick latex
down his engorged cock. “I can’t wait to have this deep inside me.”

“Me
either, baby. Me either.” He lifted her to her feet and spun her around before
pushing her down face first into the comforter. “This first time is going to be
hard and fast. I can’t hold back much longer. Your mouth did a number on me.”

She
braced herself on her forearms as she spread her legs, waiting for the first
penetration of his cock. Good grief, she’d wanted this forever. Now she was
finally at the beginning of a relationship with the man she’s longed for since
she was a teenager on the bud of womanhood. “Fuck me hard, Jeremiah.” With a
snap of his hips, he buried his cock to the hilt deep inside her. A groan
escaped at the first feeling of having him inside her. The size of his cock
stretched her to the max. Her body adjusted surprisingly fast since she hadn’t
been with a man in quite a while. “That’s it. Do it.”

“God,
you feel good.”

“Faster,”
she begged at the slow glide of his movements. “Please.”

He
smacked her on the right butt cheek. “Shush, woman. I’m enjoying myself here.”
Wrapping his fist in her hair, he pulled back enough to cause a sting on her
scalp as he whispered, “What’s my name?”

“Jeremiah.”

“That’s
right, baby. I want you to know who’s fucking you.”

He
continued his slow glide for what seemed like forever.

“You
can enjoy yourself next time. I need you to fuck me, damn it.”

“Only
because I can’t hold back.”

He
began hammering into her like tomorrow didn’t exist for
them,
like this was the first and the last time they would be together. Not if she
had anything to say about it. Usually once you got a man in bed, he was there
to stay, right? God, she hoped he didn’t love ’
em
and
leave ’
em
. “That’s it. Hard.”

He
reached around her hip to pinch her clit with two fingers, sending her into a
spasmodic orgasm she felt clear to her toes. Her pussy clenched around his cock
as he continued to slam into her, taking her into a second orgasm before the
first one had completely died down. Never in her life had she thought she could
orgasm so close together, but there it was. Jeremiah had done it for her, taken
her where no man had before.

God, do I love this man.

He
shivered when he came apart, pushing against her with an uncoordinated rhythm
before he slumped over her back, pushing them both to the bed. “Wow.”

“Yeah.”
She sighed. “Can you get off
me? I can’t breathe very well with you on me.”