Bobby Does Dallas: Hill Country Heart (18 page)

“About what?”
  Cecile tried and failed to act innocent.  When
Annalise
pinned her with a pointed stare she folded like a house of cards. 
“All right!
  Yes, we’re getting closer.”  She lowered her voice, as if what she was saying was shameful.  “I like him a lot.  And I nearly died when I found out how old he was
!.
He's still in school!"  

“College; he’s a
Senior
.  And no one could ever say that boy’s not a full grown man.”

At Cecile's bug eyed expression,
Annalise
laughed.  “Can't help but noticing.  So he’s a little younger than you. 
So what?”

“Don't you think I'm too old for him?
Really?”
  Cecile pushed her friend to say exactly what she thought.

“Too old?
 Are you about to start drawing Social Security?  What are you – let's see, twenty-six, twenty-seven?  You're not much older than I am – and I’m certainly not elderly.”

Lies.
Lies.
"Uh, yeah that's right.”  God forgive her, another lie.

"I don't blame Bobby for being attracted to you – you're beautiful, sexy and smart as a whip. Are you going to continue seeing him after this week?”

Cecile knew she was weak.  "If he wants to; I don't think I'm capable of saying no to him."

Annalise
picked up one of the gifts." You know, I should've had these wrapped, it’s going to take forever."

Cecile took it out of her hand, being glad for a topic change.  "I’ll be glad to do it.  I’m a bridesmaid, it's my job."

Annalise
smiled.  “You talked me into it. What are your plans for tonight?  Ethan is taking me into Austin – he says he's got something to show me."  

Cecile flushed hot, remembering what she and Bobby had planned for the next time they got the chance to be alone.  "I'm not sure."

“I know you’re going to have sex with him.  What else do you have planned?”
Annalise
laughed.  "I can read you like a book. Speaking of a book and sex; I finished the cowboy story. Do you want it?"   

Knowing there wasn’t a chance in hell she would look at the manuscript, she chuckled. "You can send it, but my plate seems to be full right now."

"Yeah, I bet your plate isn't the only thing that's being filled up; by something hot, long and hard.”  As
Annalise
left the room, Cecile hit her in the ass with a sofa pillow.  

*****

"I'm glad we came. You look beautiful." Cecile was so sexy.  Bobby couldn't get enough of just looking at her.  He even loved how his simple words had a sweet, pink glow creeping up her cheeks.

"Thank you. I don't have to tell you how good looking you are.  Do I?”

"No, not unless you want to."
   Bobby teased.  “Although, I’ll admit it – a guy likes to hear the words sometimes, too."

Placing her hand over his, she rewarded him.  “You are so sexy.  Just sitting here with you has me literally quaking with desire.”  Throwing all caution to the wind, she told him the unvarnished truth.  “I still feel hungry and I know the only thing that can satisfy me is you.”

Damn!  Bobby threw down his napkin and motioned for the waiter to bring their check.”  The French restaurant was one of the premier Austin establishments, and they had enjoyed the meal.  The night had been perfect and romantic, but now all he could think about was getting her alone. 

Without making a scene, Bobby took care of everything and led Cecile to his truck.  He opened the door, helped her in and made sure she was comfortable.  Then, he pulled out on the highway and broke all speed records getting to his condo.  Cecile was excited; her body was actually vibrating at the thought of making love with him again.  Pulling into the small private parking garage, Bobby was out the door in a flash.  Cecile started to move over to exit also, but Bobby stopped her.  “I can’t wait.”  With determined moves, he pulled her to the edge of the seat on the driver’s side, her knees facing out of the truck.  “Lean back and lift your hips,” he directed in a tight, gruff voice.  Cecile obeyed, recognizing the tone of voice for what it was – desperate desire.  She trusted him; she’d do anything he said.  Bobby threw up her skirt, and when she raised her hips, he pulled her panties down and off, stuffing them in his pocket.  “Spread those pretty legs, baby.  I’m starving to death.”  Before she could get herself prepared, he used his big hands to open her thighs, exposing her pink wetness to his gaze.  Using his thumbs, he spread her wide and pressed open mouth kisses all up and down her split.  Cecile caught her breath at the absolute decadence of the act as Bobby Stewart buried his head between her legs and began to feast.  She writhed at the pleasure.  Bobby was voracious – eating her out with absolute abandon.  Using lips and teeth and tonue, he licked and sucked her labia lips, until she thought she would die from wanting more. 

“Bobby,” she moaned.  “Please, Bobby.” she begged.  She didn’t know exactly what she was begging for – but she knew she wanted it all – everything he was willing to give her.  With firm and deep thrusts, he pierced her pussy with his tongue – driving it in and out of her – lapping up the cream that flowed from her in response to his ravaging.  “You taste so good, treasure. 
So good.”
  While he worked his magic with his mouth, his hands had moved up her body and he was steadily milking her nipples through her thin bra and dress.  The combination of the dual sensual assault was overwhelming and Cecile began moaning and crying out at the wild rapture that was flowing through her veins.

Bobby was beside himself with excitement.  He could feel her orgasm began to build as she pressed her pussy hard into his face.  Knowing his own level of need, he sought to give her all the pleasure that she could handle.  Settling his lips over the hard button of her clitoris, he kissed it;  massaging it, swirling his tongue around and around it, using the same motions that he would use if he were sucking on her nipples.  Cecile went crazy at the rapturous sensations – arching her back – Bobby had to hold her down, forcing to accept all the attention he longed to lavish on her.

“Bobby, I need you so!” she screamed as she bucked in the throes of a climax so intense that she saw explosions of white light in front of her eyes.  Bobby stood, unzipped his pants with trembling hands and unleashed his engorged rod.  With a mighty, swift thrust he drove his throbbing cock home and literally yelled at the instantaneous ecstasy.  “God, yes baby!” 

With hard, short jabs, Bobby pounded into her soft pussy.  Cecile arched her hips, anticipating and welcoming every thrust.  She couldn’t help it – she would never get enough of him!  She clutched at him with her vaginal muscles, hungry to hold onto every feeling, every sensation.   Mindless with passion, she covered her own breasts and began to pull and rub at her nipples – a move she would never have made earlier.  This was a whole new world for her – a world created and sustained by Bobby Stewart. 

With simultaneous shouts of release that echoed off the walls of the parking garage, Cecile and Bobby gave themselves over to a pleasure more intense and satisfying than they had ever felt before.

*****

“What’s going on?”  Bobby was confused.  This was supposed to be Ethan and
Annalise’s
wedding.

Ethan and Alex pulled Bobby to one side, managing to shush him.  “I’m marrying Scarlet at the wedding rehearsal.”  Alex whispered – though Alex’s voice was not conducive to a low volume. 

Bobby stared disbelievingly at his brothers.  “What the hell are you talking about?”  Had he misomething?  He knew that he was totally engrossed in Cecile – but this was the most outlandish thing he had ever heard. 

Ethan put his arm around Bobby.  “Alex told you that Scarlet was sick.”  Bobby nodded – he guessed his own happiness had made him insensitive to what was going on right under his nose.  “Yeah, and I am so sorry about that.”

Alex ran his hand raggedly through his own hair.  She needs insurance – hell, she needs dialysis and eventually a transplant.  I can’t make any of that happen unless I marry her.”

Bobby shook his head.  “Isn’t that a drastic step?” He knew that Alex was a tissue match for Scarlet, he and Ethan had gone with him for the tests. 
But marriage?

Alex’s face darkened with steely resolve.  “No, it’s not a drastic step,
damnit
!  It’s what I want!  I love her, Bobby.  Shit!  I don’t just love her.  She’s the sweetest, most unspoiled treasure that I have ever found, and I do not intend to lose her.”

Bobby listened with a mixture of awe and sadness.  His brother’s love for this woman and his pain at the thought of losing her was so strong that it was amazing to see.  “How’s this going to work?” Bobby asked.  “What does
Annalise
and Scarlet think about this?  Doesn’t Scarlet want her own wedding?”

Again, Alex shushed Bobby.  “Neither Scarlet or
Annalise
can know anything.”  At Bobby’s surprised expression, Alex explained.  “Scarlet and I are going to stand in for ‘
Lise
and Ethan during the rehearsal ceremony.  But the preacher is in on it, of course, and he is going to actually marry us.  By the time Scarlet realizes what has happened, I’ll have a ring on her finger and my arms wrapped so tightly around her that nothing will ever harm her again.”

Bobby was still skeptical, “Is this even legal?”

Alex had the good grace to look a tad guilty.  “Well, mostly.  Ethan got a special license for me, and I will coerce her into signing it by telling her that as a witness to the wedding, she has to sign the marriage license.  I’ll just neglect to point out that it is our marriage license instead of ‘
Lise
and Ethan’s. 

“Incredible,” Bobby was indeed taken aback.  “If you pull this off, you deserve an Oscar.  I can’t believe that you’d expect Scarlet to be happy that you tricked her into marrying you.”

Ethan couldn’t stay silent.  “That’s not going to be a problem, Bobby.”  He seemed convinced what he said was fact.  “Scarlet loves Alex as much as he loves her.  She’s going to think it’s the most romantic thing in the world.”

nI’m doing it not only because I want to – I’m doing it to save her life.”  Alex
said,
his voice impassioned.  “Will you go with me and Ethan to the doctor tomorrow?  I’ve got to find out exactly what I’m facing.” 

Bobby shoved both hands in his front pockets and looked over at the three women in their lives.  Each one of them was uniquely beautiful and precious to the men whose hearts they held in their hands.  “Of course, I’ll go.  I know how you feel about Scarlet; I feel exactly the same way about
Ceelee
Fairchild.”

*****

The Night
Before
The Wedding Rehearsal

Bobby lay next to Cecile on his side – his palm cupping her neck – his thumbs rubbing the soft velvet skin under her ear.  “I love being with you like this,” he watched her closely, aware of every of every emotion that crossed her face.

She turned to face him, kissing him on the chin and then on the nose.  “I love being with you, too.  I’m going to miss you.”  There.  She had said it and the roof didn’t collapse.

“Baby, you’re not going to get a chance to miss me.  Instead of coming here, I’ll drive to Dallas.  It’s not that much further – and you’ll come to my games, won’t you?”

“I wouldn’t miss them.”  Cecile threaded her fingers through his hair.  It was so thick and soft.  “You’re beautiful.  Did you know that?”  He didn’t answer her, but rather, just kissed the inside of her wrist.  “Can I ask you something and you’ll tell me the honest to God, truth?”  Maybe she didn’t want to hear this, but she was going to ask it anyway.

“I’m an open book, sweetheart.  What do you want to know?”

“You can have any woman you want – I’ve heard Alex, Ethan and ‘
Lise
talk about rodeo groupies – the buckle bunnies – and the college girls.  You have literally hundreds – if not thousands of women to choose from.  Why me?  What do I have that would turn your eye from all of those young, beautiful women?

“That’s easy.”  He tapped her on the end of her nose, kissed each eyelid before tracing her plump, pouty lips with the pad of his thumb.  “From the moment I saw you, my heart recognized you.  You are meant to be mine.  It’s as if our spirits have been intertwined since time began   I know it’s too soon, but it has to be said – I love you,
Ceelee
.  You are the most beautiful, sexy woman in the world, and you belong to me.”

Her heart contracted with sheer unadulterated joy.