Love of Steel [The Callens 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

Parker trotted off, and she couldn’t be more thrilled about his concern. The Grand Teton stood off in the distance, and she embraced the beauty. It had been too long since she’d been this close to nature. Except for the trip to New Orleans, she hadn’t been out of Intrigue.

The pilot stepped down from the cockpit, went below, and emptied the cargo. He set their gear at the base of the steps. “Have a safe trip.”

“Thanks.”

Parker had told her that the pilot would be ready to take them back tomorrow.

A few minutes later, Parker drove up and got out. “Ready to rough it?”

From all the gear he’d brought, they’d hardly be roughing it. “I can’t wait.”

After they loaded up, she relaxed in the passenger seat, as Parker seemed to know where he was going. “Is it safe to sleep outside up here?”

“The campground is fenced, but if some big animal sneaks in, I’ll keep you safe.” He beat his chest with his fist.

She laughed. “I didn’t see a rifle.”

He lifted his hands off the wheel for a moment, wove his fingers together, and cracked them. “I’ll tear the animal apart with my bare hands.”

She laughed at his macho attitude. “Let’s hope he’s too scared to approach.”

When they arrived at the campground, they stopped in the office to find out their location. Driving right up to where they needed to camp worked for her.

“What do you want to do first? We can set up the tent and then go for a horseback ride or do it in reverse order.”

“Even though the weather looks perfect, I think I’d feel better if we set up the tent first.”

“You got it.” He put two nylon bags on the ground, opened them up, and pulled out foldable poles. “Hold one end and help me straighten it out.”

After they opened all six poles, they stretched out the tent that lay flat on the ground. “Now what?”

Parker walked around the heap of nylon. “I don’t know. I just bought it.”

She rolled her eyes. “You are such a guy. There must be instructions.”

He laughed. “I threw them out. Men don’t read ’em anyway.”

“Great.” She swore it took them over an hour to figure out how to erect the damned thing. “I can see you need a keeper.”

He dragged her into the now-erect tent that stood seven feet tall and wrapped his arms around her. “If you’re volunteering, then I’m accepting.”

She hadn’t quite meant it that way, but she didn’t to want to say anything to spoil the night. His kiss was hard and desperate, but she had to push him away. “Wait.”

“What?”

“Once we get started, you know there’s no stopping us. Can we at least blow up the air mattresses?”

He grinned. “With you in my arms, I lose all reason. Air mattresses and sleeping bags it is.”

She couldn’t believe he’d actually brought a converter that plugged into the cigarette lighter in the Jeep to pump up their mattresses. While she never considered herself a high-maintenance type of girl, having the convenience was really nice. Once they inflated both mattresses, they carried them into the tent.

“How about we put them together?” she suggested. “We can lay one sleeping bag on the bottom and the other on top and cozy up to one another.”

“Now you’re talkin’.” His grin made her pussy dampen. Once they made the bed, he pulled her to his chest and nuzzled her neck. “I love being in the wild all alone with you. I tried my cell, and I got no reception. That means no interruptions.” His lips traveled to the hollow of her throat.

Her skin prickled under his tender touch. “Nice.” She dragged her hands over his back and inhaled. “As much as I’d like to fuck your brains out right now, I think we need to collect some firewood so we can have those s’mores you told me you brought.”

He dragged his thumbs over her breasts. “You’re going to make me work for it, aren’t you?”

By
it
, she assumed he meant sex. “Always.”

“You owe me.”

She laughed. “Come on, we need wood.”

“I got some wood right here.” He placed her hand on his hard cock. With his other hand, he cupped her pussy. “You sure you don’t want to spend a few minutes playing?”

She couldn’t say no when he asked so nicely. When their lips met, her body melted into his. It might have been still light out, but there was no rule against having sex during the day. “I think we better test that the mattresses won’t shift during the night.” It felt good to be in charge for a change.

Parker dragged her down to the sleeping bags. The soft down surrounded them. He pulled her on top on him and devoured her lips.

It was a bit chilly up in the mountains, but the tent blocked the cool air. “If you want me naked, I need to get under the covers.”

“Mind if I undress first?” He rolled her to the side, sat up, and slipped off his jacket.

She covered her face. “I’m not sure my virgin eyes can look at a naked man.”

“Hmm. That is a dilemma. How about if you close your eyes and help me take off my clothes.”

Playing the game sounded like fun. “Okay.” She got up on her knees, ready for the tactile stimulation, and closed her eyes. “Why don’t you take off your boots and I’ll take off mine.”

“Go.”

She sat, unlaced her shoes, and tugged them off. Even with her eyes shut, getting them off proved easy. Now came the hard part. She scooted closer and pawed the air to find him. Parker grabbed her hands and placed them on his chest.

“You’re making it easy for me.”

“I’m no dummy. The sooner you get me out of my clothes the faster I can get you naked.”

“What do you plan to do with me once you accomplish that feat?”

He groaned. “Where would the surprise be if I told you?”

“True.”

She unbuttoned his shirt and dragged the sleeves to his wrists. She hoped the restraint might hold him still for the second it took to find his nipples and suck on them. His groan was her reward. Her fingers itched to explore all of him. Without the use of sight, the peaks and valleys of his muscles seemed more pronounced. Her nipples hardened thinking about his lips sucking on her tits. Her hands traveled up and down his muscled skin, enjoying the hard body.

He leaned forward. “Don’t you want to touch my cock?”

She laughed. “No.”

“Can I do something to make you change your mind?”

She loved that he was so much fun to tease. “Maybe if I get you out of your pants, I might run into him by mistake.”

“That works.” He must have gotten out of his shirt himself, for he clasped her wrist and lowered her hand to his belt. “How about starting here?”

Unbuckling him was easy, as was popping the buttons on his fly. “Lie down so I can take off these pants.”

The air mattress shifted and she almost lost her balance. Feeling her way, she moved between his legs and pulled down his jeans. Once she got them off, she dragged her hands up his legs to take off his briefs. By pure luck, her hand landed on his cock. “Whoops. How did I get here?”

He pressed the back of her hand against his dick and moved her fingers up and down. “That feels so good. Sure you don’t want to suck on him?”

She loved how his voice cracked. “Be patient. We have all day.”

“Sugar, since the moment you stepped on the plane, I’ve been dreaming of sinking my cock in you. I’ve been holding back all day. I’m not sure I can last much longer.”

Her finger touched the tip of his cock, and he jerked. “A little edgy, are we?”

He groaned. “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.” Caressing his cock again through the cotton, she squeezed. “You know you’re going to pay for taking your time.”

She grinned. “I hope so.” Needing to feel his skin under her palms, she dragged down his briefs. “These need to go.”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.”

She thumbed the waistband and eased them over his large bulge. The eye closing had one big disadvantage. She loved admiring his big cock, and with her eyes shut, she was missing out on a big delight. “I need to see you.” As soon as she opened her eyes, his glorious cock jumped. Her heart lurched at his nakedness. “Wow.”

He winked. “Now it’s my turn.” Parker scooted to the side and lifted the top sleeping bag. “How about you get in here so you don’t catch cold?”

“What are you planning to do?”

“Make you scream.”

“I like that plan.”

He crawled to the end of the mattress. “First things first.”

In a flash, her jeans and panties disappeared. His eyes glazed over. The moment he ran his tongue over his lips, spasms of delight raced down her pussy. When he got flat on his stomach between her thighs, she squeezed shut her eyes, waiting for the exquisite bliss to descend.

“You know what would have been fun?” He licked her inner thigh.

“What?”

“Tying you to a tree, naked, and fucking your pussy until you cream all over my cock.”

She loved when he talked dirty. “Oh, yeah. You know what I would like to do?”

A smile stole across his face. “What?”

“I’d stake you to the ground then suck your cock until you screamed. After you shot your wad, I’d dance around naked until your cock got hard again. Then I’d straddle you and fuck you just until you were about to burst before stopping.”

“You wouldn’t.” He might direct plays, but the man was a consummate actor in his own right.

“Try me.”

The wind buffeted the tent and a cool breeze shot through the screened entrance. “I think your nipples would pucker in this wind and goose bumps would mar that smooth skin of yours. If I didn’t know how much you hated being cold, I’d get up and drive the stakes into the ground myself.”

She laughed until tears wet her lids. “You’re right. So how about we just pretend?”

He pushed aside the top bag and made like he was a Michelangelo figure with his legs spread wide and his arms out straight. Now that she’d made the suggestion, she couldn’t back down.

First she wanted to wet her pussy. Straddling him, she lifted his cock and sank down on him. The divine pressure nearly undid her resolve. His hands clasped her waist.

“No touching.”

He immediately opened his arms. “You are a witch.”

She loved the control. “And you love it.”

Once more, she lifted and dropped down onto his cock. His head dropped back, and he blew out a breath. Not wanting to step past the point of no return, she lifted off and dropped back on her heels.

“Don’t stop, sugar.” His words came out as a croak.

“I’ve only just begun.”

Jade leaned over and nipped Parker’s balls. He sucked in his stomach. More wind flapped against the sides of the tent and chilled her. She pulled the second bag over her back and began once more to enjoy him. Instead of drawing his balls into her mouth, she pretended she was played the piano, pressing and tapping everywhere, making sure to press harder and harder each time she went back and forth.

“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you, sugar?”

“Aw, you don’t like it?” Before he could answer, she leaned over and drew his thick cock into her mouth, slightly tasting her own juice.

“Damn, but that feels good. Keeps working him.”

To get as much of him as possible in her mouth, she swallowed to open her throat. The tip tickled her tonsils. Baring her teeth, she lifted, scraping the foreskin.

She must have hit a nerve because in two seconds flat she was on her back. “Enough of this nonsense. I want you. I need you. Translated, that means I’m gonna git you.” With a palm to her waist, he lifted her up and discarded her top. The bra came free with a pinch. “You are so special.”

His mouth found her tits, and the suction created a need so strong that she barely was able to draw in a breath. He must have sensed how close she was to the edge for he leaned her back, fumbled for his jeans she’d tossed in the middle of the tent, and extracted a condom. Using his teeth, he ripped open the package and threaded it over his cock.

She hoped he’d delve right in, but once more, he slipped between her thighs and went to work tormenting her. His tongue lashed out at her opening at a fevered pitch, sending volts of electricity rippling up her back. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as the waves of erotic desire blasted her.

He drew open her lower lips and thrust and plunged his tongue in and out. When he set his sight higher on her clit, she almost came right there. Using a thick finger, he slipped it in to her pussy. As soon as he leaned back, his thumb went to work on her delicate nub. He strummed the pad of his finger over the top with tiny strokes, almost as if he wanted to brand each cell.

Her back arched as he gently bit the hooded bundle of nerves. Heat pooled inside her and her pussy leaked her cream. “I need you.”

“I’m not finished with you yet. Hold on.”

Maybe she’d made a mistake teasing him. With every touch, her need rose. A second finger dipped in and sent streaks of pleasure sizzling up her body. His free hand crawled up her belly and latched on to her breast. He plucked the tip, and her groans turned louder.