Shane (7 page)

“Stand there and take off your panties, but don’t
lift up your dress to do it. I want you to keep me guessing as to what’s
underneath.”

She’d never been with a guy who liked to play games
like this, but she liked it.

Lacey pushed her hands up under the hem of the dress
and pulled down her panty hose and freed her legs of them. Then as carefully as
she could, reached her hands under the dress, catching the top of her panties
with her fingers, and wiggled her hips until the underwear fell to the ground.

“How did you know that’s my favorite color?” asked
Shane, looking at the bright red panties sitting on the top of her feet.

“A lucky guess.”
She
pushed them away with her foot wondering if he was going to walk over to her
and finish undressing her. Instead, he curled his index finger and beckoned for
her to join him by the chair.

She took tiny steps and had mixed emotions the closer
she got to him.
Excitement about what he’d do, and also
nervousness about pleasing him, or maybe doing the wrong thing.
He
pointed for her to stand closer to the chair.
 
Shane ran his hand down the front of her
dress.

“Step just a tad closer to me,” he said.

Lacey took another step toward the chair and then
Shane leaned over and put his hand under the hem of the dress. Goosebumps
quickly broke out all over her whole body as he ran his fingers up and down her
thigh. She closed her eyes, taking in every enjoyable second of his touch. He
switched to the other leg and repeated his actions. She grew wetter with each
tiny movement of his fingers. He left his hand on her thigh and gradually made
his way north, finding her mound, which he passed his fingers across,
disturbing her pubic hair as he did so. She bit her lip as he pushed his finger
downward and greeted her clit. She glanced down at him, and he looked up at
her. The little nub throbbed in anticipation of what he’d do next.

“Spread your legs for me.”

Was his voice getting deeper or sexier, or did it
just seem that way now that his finger was mere inches from her pussy?

She pushed her left foot away from the right one,
allowing him to massage her clit with his index and middle finger.
 
A guy had never worked it while she’d been
standing. It had always when she’d been lying down, making this a completely
different sensation and much more intense. She liked it.

Her heartbeat sounded in her head, and her legs grew
weak as he circled and teased it. Lacey could visualize it standing erect, red
and swollen, and wanting even more. She needed to grab something to steady
herself as her legs began twitching. He was taking her closer and closer to a
climax, but there was nothing to hold.

“Relax and enjoy,” he whispered.

If she didn’t think of something soon, when she came
she was going to fall over on her butt and wouldn’t that be embarrassing yet
again. Digging her toes into the carpet, she threw her head back and cried out
as finally enjoyed her orgasm.

His fingers slipping inside her pussy caught her off
guard. He tickled its walls. Now she really would have to find something to
grab or she was going to fall and injure some part of her body. She placed her
hands on his shoulders, feeling him push upward until he found her G-Spot.

Shit,
he even knows exactly where it is. Most guys need a map and flashlight.

Lacey wiggled her hips, making sure his finger
touched every spot of the magic place.

Shane pulled her dress up with his other hand and
bunched it around her ass. She pushed toward him as he flicked his finger
inside her until she didn’t think she could stand it a second longer.

She pushed her hands into his shoulders and began to
ride his finger, bucking it by pushing her hips forward until she felt heat
building down in her thighs, blood pumping around her pussy walls, and then,
magic.

Lacey couldn’t stand now. She fell onto Shane’s lap,
and they kissed. She pushed his hat until it sat at the back of his head,
allowing her to see more of his face.

“When did you learn to do that sort of thing?” she
asked.

“It’s an old cowboy trick, and don’t tell me your
city guys know how to drive a woman crazy like that because I know they don’t.”

She reached between their bodies, pushing her hand
down until she could feel his erection, strong and hard, resting against her
palm.

“You want me to give you a hand job so you can see
what tricks city girls have up their sleeves?”

“Sure, you have my permission.”

She unzipped his fly and eased her hand inside,
feeling for the slit in his shorts. His dick was hot and smooth, and she
anticipated what it would feel like inside her
.

Pure
bliss.

Lacey gripped his shaft and began moving her hand up
and down.

“You know Ms. Metcalfe, for a city girl you have
strong hands. Maybe we can get you a job milking cows on a farm near here.”

“Really, you think so?” She gripped him harder
causing him to groan.

“I have to admit you do have some magic in those
fingers.”

She ran one of them over the tip of his shaft,
feeling some beads of pre-cum.

Lacey leaned over and kissed him she slid her hand
up and down making each stroke harder than the one before.

“Don’t take me all the way,” he whispered. “I want
to be inside you when that happens.”

“Tell me when you’d like me to stop.”

“Oh, I think right now might be real good.”

She pulled her hand out of his shorts.

“Stand up and take off the dress and whatever else
is underneath it.”

He was bossy, but she liked it.
Especially
in the bedroom.
Well, in this case, the motel room.

She slid off his lap and stood in front of him. She
reached behind her back and pulled on the zipper, allowing the dress to fall
away from her body.

Being curvy had sometimes made Lacey shy about
undressing in front of a new lover, but not this time. She took off her bra
with confidence in knowing that Shane probably liked big boobs. And she definitely
had those to offer him.

“You are gorgeous,” he said, standing up and running
his hands over her hips and breasts.

“Turn around, walk over to the bed, and lie down.”

A man taking charge was suddenly the biggest turn on
for her.

She swung around, wondering if he was enjoying the
back view of her as much as the front. As she got onto the bed, he took off his
hat, and then his shirt, which he threw on the chair.

His chest was muscular, and his arms defined. Shane
knelt by the bed and leaned over and put his mouth on her right nipple. He
sucked on it and then flicked his tongue quickly over the very tip of it.

“Shit, I think I just had a mini-orgasm,” said
Lacey.

He lifted his head and looked at her. “There’s more
to come, baby.”

He swirled his tongue around her areola as his
finger flicked the nipple of her other breast. Shane pulled his mouth away. “You
have the body of a goddess.”

She leaned on her elbow and looked at him. “Have you
seen many of those around here?”

He shook his head. “Guess that makes you my first
one.”

If he continued with these sorts of compliments, she
was going to fall hard.

“I hope you have condoms because I don’t,” said
Lacey. They’d come this far. She was rearing to go and what if they didn’t have
protection?

Luckily Shane reached into his back pocket and
pulled out a foil package.

“I like a man who’s prepared. And just to put your
mind at ease, I’m on the Pill.”

“And I like a woman who’s also prepared.”

They laughed and then he reached over and kissed
her.

“Well, what you waiting for? Show me sex cowboy
style.”

Chapter
Six

He hadn’t been lying when he’d called her a goddess.
Her milky white skin, the ample breasts and hips, and as he parted her legs,
her pussy so red and swollen, called his name. Shane sheathed himself and then
gently slid into her channel. She was tight, hot, and he knew pretty soon he’d
be in heaven. She ran her hands up over his biceps. Her nails were pink and
pretty, and as he picked up intensity and speed, he felt her pussy pulling him
in deeper.

He’s always been a ladies’ man, but the truth was
he’d never bedded a woman so fast ever before. That in
itself
added to the sexy, erotic nature of the two of them getting together in a motel
room and so soon after meeting. She played with his nipples, smiling as he
thrust harder, feeling her bump her hips upward to meet each of his movement.

Should he stay the night once they were done making
love? Would she let him or did she just want a fuck and that was all? Either
way was fine for him. Well, for now at least.

She groaned. Her pussy quivered against his shaft.
Her nails dug into his skin, but he didn’t mind because it was almost like her
body was squeezing the life out of his cock but in a very good sort of way. She
cried out, not quietly, but a low pitched cry that had probably caused a slight
avalanche at the nearest ski resort.

He quickened his pace and his breathing. The whole
thing had made him edge closer to his own release. He finally just let go,
enjoying every second of the pleasure that ripped through his cock and balls.
It had been incredible. Her body was incredible. Round and soft, the way a
woman should be.

He got his breath back, pulled out of her and then
rolled close to her side.

“You’ve spoiled me.” she said turning to face him.

He ran his finger down the side of her face.

“That’s what I intended to do.”

“So are you staying the night?”

“You want me to?”

****

Lacey woke up to hear the shower running in the
bathroom. She opened her eyes and then squinted, seeing that it was only six.
She sat up, quickly spotting Shane’s pants and shirt sitting on the chair. Last
night had been one of the best of her life, and not just because of the toe
curling orgasms. Dinner had been perfect, the conversation outstanding, and the
food some of the best she’d tasted in a very long time. Yeah, her finger had
landed on the right spot on the map.

She heard the bathroom door open and out walked
Shane, his hair wet, towel secured around his waist, droplets of water
glistening on his chest. He was just too damn tempting, even this early in the
day.

“Sorry, did I wake you?” he asked.

She shook her head.

 
“I’d love to
stay longer, but I have to get to work.”

He whipped the towel away from him, and she was sure
she’d had another orgasm just admiring the view. His cock hung between his
thighs, but even flaccid it was one hell of a sight to look at first thing in
the morning. She’d been crazy when she’d told him his pompous attitude was
caused by a small penis. Hell, he had the biggest one it had ever been her
pleasure to see, and yes, have inside her. So that had blown that theory clear
out of the water.

“It’s not fair that you tease a girl with your body
and then tell her you have to leave.”

He sat and pulled on his socks. “Don’t worry there
will be plenty of other times for more fun.”

Lacey slid out of bed and walked over to him.

“And now who’s not being fair?” he said, running his
finger down her tummy.

“You have any stores in Timber Creek that sell
vibrators?” she asked.

“You don’t need one of those,” he said standing.

She reached for his hat and put it on.

“You could stay and say you were questioning me as
part of an ongoing investigation.”

He leaned over and kissed her.

“I’d love to, but it will have to be tonight.” He
smacked her butt, which added to her misery about him running off and leaving
her in such a worked up state.

“I’ll be lonely.”

He picked up the remote for the TV and turned it on.

“It’s not quite the same as having you around,” she
said.

She walked him to the door. He kissed her and then
opened it.

She was going to be naughty even if it was damn cold
out there. She stood in the doorway and waved to him as he got into his truck.

“Sheriff, the sex was fantastic,” she called out
after him.

****

Shane was still smiling when he walked through the
doors of the sheriff’s office ten minutes later. Lacey was quite something—a
little goofy, naughty, beautiful, and yeah, he was already smitten with her
which he knew was stupid of him. He’d been down that road once before with a
girl from out of town. The came and then they eventually left, suddenly
realizing small town living wasn’t really for them. Malls and coffee shops
called their names.