Shoulda Been A Cowboy (6 page)

His resistance shattered. “I'm giving you
one last chance to change your mind.”

“
My mind has been made up for a lot longer than
yours has.”

He put his mouth on her ear and growled, “Get
upstairs. Get naked. Wait for me.”

Domini slipped from the car with such grace and
determination Cam wondered what he'd gotten himself into.

 

After he plodded up the staircase, he stopped to catch
his breath. Why could he run ten miles with no problem but a climb up
a set of stairs made him ache like he'd scaled Mt. Everest?

Because you're a cripple. You'll never be
the man you were.

Cam gritted his teeth against the voice of that bitter
man inside his head, the voice who usually won the argument.

Not this time.

Domini hadn't known him before his war injury. She
knew him now. She wanted him now. That thought gave him the courage
to open the door.

The creak sounded unnaturally loud in the stillness of
her apartment. Cam was shocked he'd heard anything above the
swift beating of his heart. “Domini?”

“
I'm here.”

His head whipped around to see her perched on the couch.

Naked.

Holy fucking shit. She was beautiful. And even better,
she was obedient. He grinned and crooked his finger at her.

Domini pushed to her feet and sauntered over.

“
You're naked.”

“
You told me to be.”

He traced the line of her jaw down her throat. “What
are you thinking right now?”

“
I can't believe you're really here.”
The desire darkening her pale blue irises staggered him. “What
are you thinking?”

“
This.” Cam gripped her shoulders and
crushed his mouth to hers.

The sweet taste of mint teased his tongue as he dove
straight in for a hungry, openmouthed kiss that was eight goddamn
months overdue.

Domini wound her arms around his waist, kissing him back
with greediness only matched by his. Her tongue dueled and retreated
as she kissed him from every possible angle. Her fingertips dug into
the muscles of his back.

As much as Cam ached to explore every inch of her
sinuous body, first with his hands and then with his tongue, he had
to demonstrate from the start his take-charge side was his real
sexual side.

Cam's lips meandered to her chin. He let his mouth
skim the curve of her jaw, taking a minute to kiss the welt she'd
received at the bar.

Domini's soft moan stirred the air by his ear.

“
Couch. Now.”

She laced their fingers together, not caring his left
pinky was gone as she tugged him to the living room.

Cam trailed his fingertips across her collarbone, then
he took a step back until his right calf hit the bottom of the couch.
He'd already removed his gun and stashed it in the car. Next he
unclipped the cuff pouch and tossed the handcuffs on the cushion
behind him. Almost in slow motion, he pulled the end of the belt out
of the first loop and released the buckle.

Her gaze never wavered from his crotch.

He unsnapped the button on the waistband of his uniform
pants and eased the zipper down. Jesus. He needed relief; his dick
had been straining against his pants for an hour. The two halves of
fabric separated, exposing his white boxer briefs. He watched her
expression change as she caught her first glimpse of his cock.

Cam kept his pants and briefs high on his upper thighs
as he lowered to the couch, but he yanked them down his ass in the
back. “Turn around and put your wrists together.” Two
quick snaps and the handcuffs were locked behind her back. “Face
me.”

She looked amazing completely naked, half bound and
fully willing.

And she'll look damn good with your cock in her
throat.

“
Just so you know. I received a clean bill of
health last month when I was at the VA in Cheyenne. What about you?”

“
I haven't…been with anyone since I
moved here from Denver a few years back.”

He lifted a brow. “A bunch of real sorry guys
around these parts who let a beautiful woman spend her nights alone.”

“
Do you include yourself on that list, Deputy?”

“
Yes.”

Domini smiled serenely.

“
I want your mouth on me. I don't care if
you weren't the swallowing type before, because now, you are.
On your knees.”

She dropped between his thighs and Cam noticed she was
careful not to bump his prosthesis. Or was she avoiding touching it
entirely?

Shoving aside his doubts, Cam swept the hair from her
flushed face, crushing the silky, fragrant strands in his hand. He
wanted an unobstructed view of her mouth working him because he'd
fantasized about this for too damn long and he was damn impatient to
have it all right fucking now. “Lick the head.”

Her tongue darted out and rimmed the tip, lapping at the
bead of moisture gathered in the center. She suckled the ruddy head,
flicking her rough tongue over the sweet spot.

Cam hissed. “I like it wet. I wanna feel you
sucking me all the way into your hot mouth. Slowly. Make it last.”

She sucked. She licked. She used her teeth. Her tongue.
Oh man, that wicked, naughty tongue might break him. She kept her
lips tight around his shaft from tip to base. Saliva ran down her
chin and neck as she bobbed her head. Over and over. Domini worked
Cam over until he could barely see straight and his dick was ready to
explode.

“
You really do get off with me telling you what to
do, don't you?”

The affirmative noise vibrating in the back of her
throat settled in his balls, drawing them up tight.

He traced the outline of her upper lip as his cock
plunged in and out of that wet, suctioning heat. He lost track of the
number of strokes but the buzz began in his balls and zipped up his
abdomen. He shoved until her mouth was around the root.

Domini gagged.

“
Breathe through it, baby. Come on. That's
it.”

When she'd relaxed her throat muscles, he pulled
out halfway and rammed in again. Faster, but with shallow thrusts.

“
Tighten your lips more. Fuck, that's good.
Goddammit, here it comes.” Lost in sensation, he plunged deep
and hissed, “Swallow. Now. All of it. Let your throat muscles
work me.” Cam kept his grip on her head as his seed pulsed out
and she swallowed every spurt.

As he floated back to sanity, the arousing scent of her
body drifted up. His hands fell away. His cock slipped from her mouth
and he sagged into the couch cushions. Sweating. Breathing hard.
Totally spent.

But nowhere near done.

Chapter Three

Domini watched pleasure soften the harsh angles of Cam's
face. She'd fantasized about this moment, but fantasies paled
in comparison to the reality of being bound and on her knees before
this strong, sexy, demanding man.

Surrender created the rush she'd been searching
for.

“
C'mere.” Cam's big hands curled
around her upper arms and he helped her to her feet. “Lemme
touch you.”

Please. Yes. Now. Everywhere.

He settled her high on his lap, a knee on either side of
his hips.

His cock, still semi-erect, rested against his abdomen.
The heat from his groin tempted her to grind hard into that thick
shaft.

“
Domini. Look at me.”

Her gaze tracked the line of brass buttons from the
bottom of his khaki uniform shirt to his face. His eyes were usually
bright blue, but right now, those eyes were dark with lust.

Domini's heart rate accelerated.

Cam's hands glided down her arms, behind her back
to her wrists. “The cuffs aren't chafing you?”

Cuffs? What cuffs? Oh. Right. She was handcuffed. How
had she forgotten that?

Because you were immersed in a blissful, sexual haze.

“
My hands are fine.”

“
Good to hear. Although, we seemed to've
lost our momentum,” Cam murmured. His fingers trailed beneath
her bound arms. He spread his hands across her naked back and gently
urged her forward.

“
Wait. I'm falling.”

“
I won't let you. Trust me.”

He leaned closer, but his lips didn't seek hers.
His mouth zeroed in on her right nipple.

She gasped when his wet tongue flicked the tip. Again
and again. She arched and began to rock into him, trying to connect
her sex to his.

Cam lifted his mouth long enough to command, “Stay
still.”

How was she was supposed to stay still with the soft
suction and heat of his hungry mouth? And the rasp of his five
o'clock shadow on her flesh?

“
You are as perfect everywhere as I imagined.”
Cam lightly scraped his teeth over the beaded tip.

“
You imagined me…naked?”

He tipped his head back. “All the damn time.”

“
Really?”

His eyebrows drew together. Comprehension dawned. “You
didn't honestly believe I wasn't attracted to you.”

She nodded.

“
Why in the hell would you think that?”

Because I redefine insecure
.
“Because you left after the one time you kissed me and never
attempted to touch me again.”

“
That wasn't because I wasn't
attracted to you. That was out of self-preservation.”

“
Why? Because you thought I might hurt you?”

“
Not even close. But I ain't exactly in the
mood to talk about it.”

“
What are you in the mood for?”

Then Cam was kissing her fiercely. One hand held her in
place by the back of the neck. His other hand skimmed her torso and
his fingers slipped straight between her legs.

Domini canted her hips, allowing him total access to
whatever part he desired, giving him everything without having to
ask.

Cam stroked her pussy with soft exploratory touches. He
kissed a path to her ear. “You're wet. Did you get off
havin' my cock in your mouth?”

“
Yes.”

He reconnected their lips as his middle finger swirled
in the cream coating the mouth of her sex. He dragged that wet finger
up and drew circles around her clit.

Domini's thighs clenched and she suppressed a
moan.

As Cam's mouth languidly moved over hers, he
pushed one finger inside her slick channel, then two. He pumped the
digits deep, stretching her delicate tissues, while the base of his
thumb continually rubbed against her clit.

She'd never felt such urgency, yet didn't
want the probing touches to end. The heat and fullness of his
stroking fingers inflamed her as much as his lazy, seductive kisses.

Cam's lips broke free and he nuzzled her throat.
“Come apart for me, Domini.” More kisses sizzled across
her skin as his fingers worked magic inside her. “Tell me
what'll get you there.”

“
I-I don't know. Just…don't
stop. Please.”

“
I won't make you beg for it—”
he licked the cords straining in her neck, “—this time.
Next time I'd like to string you along and see how long it
takes before you unravel.”

His words rushed her to the next level of need. “Cam—”

“
I'll take care of you. Arch back.”

His rhythmic fingers, his sucking kisses, his confidence
in seeing to her pleasure, unlocked a place inside her she'd
never trusted another man to access. She closed her eyes and let go.

When the first searing ripple started, she tightened her
thighs, her interior muscles, her butt cheeks and cried out as the
strength of the orgasm sideswiped her.

“
Look at me.”

Obeying Cam's gruff command, she stared into his
fiery eyes while her pussy pulsed around his skillful fingers and saw
her satisfaction and lust reflected on his face.

“
That's it, princess. Give it all to me.”

After the last throb faded, Domini wanted to bury her
face in the side of his neck. Lick the salt from his skin,
familiarizing her senses with his taste, drown in his scent. Memorize
every intimate detail about him.

But Cam had other plans. He fumbled for the handcuff
key. A soft
snick
sounded and her arms were freed. The cuffs plopped on the couch
cushion and he urged, “Put your hands on my shoulders.”

Domini wished Cam had ditched his shirt, allowing her a
chance to explore the sculpted muscles of his chest. But when he
widened her knees and pressed his cock into her cleft, she forgot
about everything except the sensation of the hard length of his shaft
grinding against her clit. She countered his rocking motion, sliding
down as he thrust up, increasing the friction.