Stony Creek Cowboy [Stony Creek] (Siren Publishing Classic) (15 page)

Jackson felt as jettisons of his cum splashed down her throat as she swallowed on him several times, much to his intense pleasure. He watched as she licked him clean and then shyly looked up at him again, as though pleased that she could put that expression of bliss on his face. Jackson unthreaded his hands from her hair and helped her to her feet.

“You are the most amazing woman, Billie. Now let me have my turn to pleasure your body. I want to taste every inch of you.” His voice was rough from his orgasm.

He pulled her against his naked body and just held her for the moment, relishing the feel of her bare breasts pressed against his skin. Her perfume wafted up and teased his senses yet again into life. When was the last time he had been able to get aroused like this, over and over again? He smiled to himself. Probably never. He ran his hands down to the back of her skirt and unzipped it. She felt it slide down to the floor as he stepped away to admire her clad only in her thigh highs and heels. He wore an expression mixed with blatant possession and obvious pleasure.

Cocking his head to the side as he towered over her, he asked, “Um, have you been wearing stuff like this under your clothes every day you go to work, baby?”

Billie thought momentarily about lying to him but instead told him the truth. It was her secret pleasure and it made her feel very sensual. She almost could almost forget the reason she loved it so much because it had to do with the way Jackson was looking at her. Her husband had never looked at her like a treat to be savored. They had sex because he wanted release, not to enjoy each other or explore their physical connection. The lingerie made her feel like a sensual woman who could be desired. As Jackson leveled a very heated gaze into her eyes, she couldn’t doubt that he wanted her, a lot.

“Well, then,” he teased. “I see that I am going to have to keep an eye on your patient load and who gets to have an examination from my girl. I hope that these treats are for me alone now, baby.”

“I almost died from sexual frustration waiting for you to come and get me, cowboy. You are going to have to suffer knowing that I may or may not be wearing unmentionables under my clothes at the office. You will have to just come into town and check it out every day!” she said with a smile in her voice.

“I just may do that, baby,” he growled out. “You better wear a damned lab coat. I know Adam Taggart has excellent vision and he had better not know whether you are wearing silk or lace.” With that he sat her on the edge of the bed and knelt. He slowly eased the stockings down her thighs followed by the stroke of his tongue. He gently took off her heels and placed her legs over his shoulders.

“Now I get to find out if you taste as good as you look, baby.”

He kept his kisses featherlight as they roamed on the inside of her ankle, sucking softly on the skin of her calves to the back of her knees. She felt more decadent than she ever had in her life as he tasted and lapped her up with his tongue. She allowed him to part her thighs all the way, exposing her pussy completely to his gaze.

“You are exquisite, baby.” He used one roughened finger to run over her swollen lips, which made her juices start running down toward her puckered rosette. She felt his hot breath just the second before he used his tongue to part her folds. She arched her back uncontrollably as a whimper escaped her mouth. Over and over again he tasted her with such obvious pleasure as he was lapping up the cream as it flowed from her.

His mind shouted in ownership as he feasted on her. He felt her quiver as he sucked on her mound while he gently inserted two fingers into her channel. She was so hot and slick with her arousal, it made him feel powerful and drunk at the same time. This woman affected him so intimately, so personally, unlike any feeling he had ever known. He placed his lips directly over her clit and sucked hard. He heard her wail as he pumped his fingers faster and deeper, curling them over her G-spot. With a shudder and a scream, she came so suddenly and with such obvious raw pleasure that he almost followed her over the edge, it was so erotic.

Thought became impossible for Billie as her entire pussy wouldn’t stop spasming in delight as her orgasm rolled over and over her. Spots danced in front of her eyes as she felt faint. So overwhelmed by her pleasure, the only thing she was aware of was him, her lover. Her cowboy lover. She heard her heart thumping wildly. No one had ever made her feel like this, no one. She had wanted her husband to love her and make her feel like this, but now inwardly chuckled with the knowledge that it wouldn’t have made any difference. She sadly had never felt like this for her husband. She was falling for Jackson. Perhaps already fell.

She was pulled from her feelings by the sensation of the bed dipping as a huge, hulking wall of man slowly fondled and kissed his way up from her pussy. She felt him pause at her breasts, kissing each of them almost reverently. Without warning, sharp pain and pleasure mixed as he bit down on the buds. He held them both, each in a palm of one of his hands. He pushed both together and put his face into the center while licking his tongue over the insides of the mounds. Jackson started to suck so hard, she was sure he was leaving hickeys. She wanted to say something, but the pleasure that he reignited in her was bursting into flames at his actions.

“Jackson, babe, are you marking your territory?” She giggled, glancing down at the fierce expression that she saw across his handsome features.

He paused in his suckling to answer her pointedly. “And if I was?”

With a gentle smile on her face, she said, “I am so crazy about you, sir, to be honest, I really wouldn’t mind if you branded my body right now.” She looked away shyly, unsure of how would he take her honesty.

She wasn’t expecting his reaction. Jackson suddenly surged up her body and while leaning up on his arms, speared his cock swiftly into her dripping pussy with one thrust. Billie caught her breath as she was overcome with the sensation of being so filled and tight. She fit him like a glove. His cock felt like a long, hot iron that was melting not only her sex but her heart.

He could feel himself falling under her spell.
As he slowly began to plunge in and out of her body, he held her gaze. Her beauty, intelligence, and charisma wrapped around her like a protective shell, hiding her erotic shelf. He felt like he could thrust for hours in and out of her wet pussy, drowning in the sensation. He leaned down and softly kissed her lips, still gazing deeply into her eyes. He felt and saw her breathing hitch as she shivered again from the sensations that their slow lovemaking was causing. Lovemaking. He always fucked women, but with Billie, this was something different, something he could get happily lost in. She felt amazing to him and he hoped he made her feel the same. He ran his lips over her eyelids, which closed as he kissed his way near. He nipped at her earlobes and sucked on the fleshy ends, pausing to rotate his hips and grind into her clit. He slid one hand down to cup one of her ass cheeks and run a finger over her back hole. There was so much cream over her thighs and ass, he easily slid a finger into her tight ass. He felt as she tried to launch herself up from the obvious surprise and pleasure at his brazen exploration.

Just when Jackson thought he had reached the maximum amount of pleasure possible, he felt her clench her inner walls tightly around his cock. With his head thrown back, he began pumping faster into her channel until he saw her eyes meet his again in a stunned expression. His ears rang with her screams of release as she came.

Billie felt herself start to come as he jackhammered into her pussy with a change of pace. Waves and waves of electric jolts ran over her. Just as she thought she couldn’t stand it anymore, she felt his cum spray in hot pulses deep against her womb. Another orgasm caught her by surprise as it pummeled her already exhausted senses and body.

“Jackson, Jackson, oh god. Please!” she wailed as her body felt like it was splintering apart. She heard his harsh panting and reveled in the feel of his sweat-covered body mashed into hers as he collapsed into her. She kissed his cheeks and lips many times lightly as she tried to allow her brain to grab ahold of reality.

He pulled her thighs up and pushed her to wrap her legs around his waist, enfolding him into her intimate embrace. He felt like he needed the closest contact possible with her right at that moment.

“I think I have died and gone to heaven,” Jackson muttered out of his mouth that was lying near her ear. “Nope, baby, I am sure that’s where I am. I cannot feel my toes and I don’t care. That was the most incredible thing ever, in my life, period. I am going to tattoo you, mark you, scent you, whatever. After this evening, the only word I have for you is ‘mine.’ Do you get that, baby? Mine.”

She exhaustedly smiled up at his ruggedly handsome features. “Yes, master. I get it. However, I want it really badly, too, so if you think that I am listening to you just because you said it, well, too bad. You are now mine, too. So there! I have never felt this amazing.”

“Baby, you made me feel the same. I may never move off your body because even if I could at this moment, I sure don’t want to. Don’t ruin my impression of controlling the situation. Let me think you are doing what I want for at least a day, okay?” He laughed. She joined in as they ran their hands lightly over each other’s sweaty, satiated bodies. He lifted himself off to the side and lifted her up to the center of her bed.

“I will be right back. Just close your eyes for me darlin’.” Jackson padded off toward what he thought was her bathroom. What he found was a sensual oasis that took his breath away. Her “bathroom” must have been part of the special build descriptions that Phillip and Sam had been talking about. It was an amazing combination of architectural design and sensual grotto specifically designed for invoking a certain mood. The walls were covered in roughed stacked stone, as though it was a subterranean cave with rough cut double sinks and hidden area for the commode. He could feel the radiant heat coming up through the cultured rough cut stone floor. He thought that alone was incredible until he saw the bathing area and his mouth just opened in wonder. She had a real waterfall shower with a continuing theme of the stacked stone to look natural and a tub that looked like it was a tiny pond nestled into the side of a cliff. He stood there speechless for moment. He admired her taste and design sense, something he himself loved and found yet another reason to fall for Billie. He paused at the thought of how much money she must have to have built a bathroom and house like this.

He returned to the bedroom with a damp washcloth and stopped by the side of the bed. His beautiful doctor had fallen into a deep sleep before his admiring eyes. Her breasts were exposed as the sheet only came up to her waist and he felt himself harden again. Chuckling at his appetite for her, he gently pulled the sheet down and lovingly cleaned away the evidence of their extreme and repetitious satisfaction. Placing a light, feathery kiss on her bare mound, he stood and climbed into bed with her. He gathered her into his arms so her head lay on his chest. He gazed at her beautiful feminine form pressed so trustingly against his. In the moonlight he felt his heart tighten up. As he started to fall asleep, he realized that his heart was in serious jeopardy, if not already lost to this incredible woman. His woman.

Light had just started streaming into Billie’s bedroom, highlighting Jackson’s body intertwined with hers. Billie woke slowly with a smile. She was immediately aware of the hard masculinity that was spooned behind her body and the thick thigh that was wedged in between her legs. There was a hard bicep acting like a pillow while another hand was possessively cupping her breast. Even in his sleep, he was finally staking his claim. She tried not to move as she became aware of pleasant aches and soreness that she hadn’t had the privilege of having in such a long time. Pleasured, she thought. Jackson had awakened her once more in the dark of night to pleasure her yet again and again. God, that man had some serious stamina. She glanced up at the heavens in thanks for the gift of ranchers. Soft kisses started moving over her hair as the sleeping hand on her breast began to awaken.

“Good morning, baby,” a sexy, graveled voice belonging to Jackson murmured into her ear. She rolled over toward the voice and placed her own kisses along his pecs and neck.

“Good morning to you, too, handsome. I know I shouldn’t be shy after last night but, Jackson, would it be too forward of me to ask if we can repeat it often?” Billie said without glancing up into his face, her eyes downcast. She felt a rumble of laughter as he tightened his arms around her in a steely embrace.

After abandoning her breast with some regret, he used one finger to tip her head up to meet his gaze. He lightly kissed her as he pressed her against his warm, hard body.

“I am going to make it my new life endeavor to pleasure you like that and often. I shouldn’t be able to move but as you can feel, I already desire to have you yet again.” He gave her a seductive look that went so well with his sleep-tousled hair and slumberous expression. She felt a rush of arousal drench her folds and rolled herself over him to straddle his cock. She evilly rocked her hips forward and back over his steely length, causing him to groan as though in pain. Feeling particularly wicked, Billie ran her finger over the tip to swipe up the drop of pre-cum and suck it off her finger and into her mouth.

The intended effect was lost as he grabbed her hips and shifted in one quick motion. He surged up into her pussy in one hard but deliciously tortuous stroke. She couldn’t believe his strength as he thrust up and slammed her down in perfect rhythm. The sounds of the slapping of his cock back into her juicy pussy were echoing throughout the room, ramping up her arousal. She could smell the scent of sex and thought she would come right then and there. He was able to tilt her to grind against her clit, causing sparks of heated pleasure to shoot through her pelvis. What a way to wake, she thought. She held her breath until her orgasm started to roll over her, and she let out a lengthy series of delightful screams. He thrust up in one more hard motion and growled out his own animalistic orgasm. She could feel his erection pulsing within her and felt again some sort of primitive satisfaction that he was hers.