Vivian Arend - Rocky Mountain Heat

Jaxi’s head was spinning before he drew back, his eyes dark with arousal. “This is no joke, and I don’t give a damn who knows I’m taking you home with me tonight. Unless you tell me right now you don’t want me, I plan on being buried as deep as possible in you, as soon as I can, and they could sell tickets for all I care.”

“I want you. I’ve always wanted you,” Jaxi gasped.

Blake closed his eyes for a second before he cupped her face in his hands. “Then you need to stop fussing. You didn’t seem worried about people watching you when it was the twins who were doing the touching. I guess maybe I need to ask you the same thing you asked me. Am I too old for you? Are you able to offer me everything I need? ’Cause I don’t want a shy little thing in my bed, or someone who’s worried about what other people will say. In fact, I want a woman who’s not afraid to seduce me right under other people’s noses, like I saw the other day in the shower. Someone who’ll wear a sexy dress and maybe even leave her panties behind so I can touch her anytime and anywhere I want. Someone who can handle me as hard and as often as I need. So you look at me with those big eyes of yours and you tell me. Are you able to give me everything I need?”

Blake breathed hard, his chest rising and falling fast, his hands on her strong and firm. She’d watched him for many years, seen him in many different moods. She’d never seen him like he was tonight.

Raw. Needy.

All male.

Everything she’d longed for.

She reached to grab one of his hands and pulled it to her lips, staring into his eyes as she kissed his palm. Without a word she tugged until his strong hand rested between her legs, cupping her mound. Slowly, inch-by-inch, she wiggled up the filmy layers of her skirt until they slipped from under his hand.

And his fingers touched the soft curls of her body.

Their eyes were still connected the moment he realized she was naked under her dress. The heat that flashed was enough to send a wave of desire through her body, causing a flood of liquid to slip over his fingers.

“Damn it, Slick, I’m not going to last thirty seconds with you, am I?”

Her head fell back against the window as he touched her, his thick, work-toughened fingers gently caressing her labia. He separated her and pressed in a circle over the tight nub at the apex of her mound. Blake touched his lips to the side of her neck, nipped at the tendon there, then soothed it with a sweep of his tongue. He leaned in close, speaking just above a whisper.

“I was going to drive you straight home, but before we leave I think you owe me something. You owe me for letting Jesse and Joel touch you and bring you pleasure in front of my eyes. So we’re going to stay right here until you drop some more sweet honey on my fingers and you make more of those sweet sounds from your lips. You’re going to let me watch you come apart, and it will be my hand that takes you there.”

His mouth descended again—hot and needy, demanding and incessant. He kissed her as his fingers stroked, circled, teased. Pressure built through her core, an uneasy balance of pleasurable tension and tingling ache. Blake rubbed her clit while his tongue delved into her mouth, twisting her emotions even as his hand twisted her senses into overload.

He pressed one long finger deep, swallowing the gasp of pleasure that escaped from her lips.

They stood in the shadows on the side of the parking lot, lights flicking past from the occasional vehicle. The glare of headlights faded to nothing as Blake continued, slow and even, to press into her sheath. She opened her legs wider, instinctively trying to ease his passage, attempting to let him farther into her aching core. The warm August air gusted around them, and heat flowed over her skin as his fingers continued to caress, the heel of his hand unwavering against her throbbing clit.

He matched the motion of his tongue and finger, his other hand supporting her neck to let him angle her exactly how he wanted. He rubbed their bodies together, friction adding to the heat between them.

Her core tightened, her breasts grew hot and aching as they pressed against his hard chest. Moisture fell from her body to slide along her thighs. Still he continued, his erection against her leg proof of how much it affected him to touch her, to feel her response.

Blake bit her lips, dragging her body closer as he sped the pace of his hand and hips. Jaxi cried out as the increase in stimulation possessed her, swept around her, swept over her, and propelled her over the edge. His kisses grew more desperate as he rocked against her a few more times, then clutched her hard. Their harsh breathing echoed off the parked cars around them.

Blake cradled her until she stopped shaking.

“Damn it, I haven’t come in my jeans since I was in tenth grade.” His lips brushed her temple, light and gentle, and Jaxi took a deep breath and tried to stop the world from spinning.

Sweet sounds of the night, the faint throb of the music from the bar, voices in the distance—all echoed loudly in her ears until the blood pounding through her slowed.

“You got your car keys?” Blake asked quietly.

“In my purse. You want me to meet you at home?”

“No way you’re getting away that easy. You’re coming with me. I’ve got your car covered. Keys.”

Jaxi slipped her purse from her shoulder and dug into it. She passed her keychain to him, wondering what he planned to do with her vehicle. Blake turned, searching the shadows. He threw her keys with a sudden snap, and Jaxi bit her lip as Jesse stepped forward and caught them in mid-air.

Joel appeared next to him and the four stared at each other for a moment. Jaxi swallowed hard. The twins must have been watching the whole time, but she couldn’t find anywhere in her that was distressed.

Turned on more than she imagined possible, but not upset.

Joel nodded once and moved away, fading like a ghost into the darkness. Jesse hesitated a moment longer. His blue eyes flicked between her and Blake before he lifted his fingers and blew her a kiss. Then he too disappeared.

She shivered even as a shot of desire raced through her. The night was growing hotter and hotter, and she had a good idea where the next step would lead.

Blake turned her to face him, cupping her chin in his hand. “You mad at me for letting them see you’re mine?”

Jaxi linked her arms around his neck and lifted her mouth. She swept one leg up the back of his thigh as far as she could lift, pressing hard against him. When they separated, she went for broke. There was no way she wanted to keep this a secret any longer than she already had. “You mad they helped set you up? To force you to acknowledge how much you wanted me?”

Blake froze. For a moment, he didn’t respond.

“You planned it? The game, the flirting?”

Jaxi looked away for a second before she drew in her courage and stared him down. “Yeah, I set it up, but it didn’t work as planned. Leo was supposed to get called away, and I was going to end up your partner for the game of Challenge. But Leo was still there and Jesse pulled a fast one calling Triple Play. I thought to hell with it, hoping it would shake you enough you’d come to your senses and realize you wanted me.”

Blake shook his head slowly. “Wanting you has never been the problem.” He yanked open the truck door and helped her in the driver side, pulling her hip back against his when she would have scooted to the passenger side.

He looked at her hard for a minute. “You’re one dangerous woman, Jaxi.”

She waited, nearly unable to breathe.

He chuckled.

All her tension released in one fell swoop. He could have been angry, getting set up like that. Heck, he could have been annoyed with Jesse and Joel for being more than willing to play along and pushing it too far.

“You planned any more games for tonight? Anything I need to know about before we go home?”

Jaxi shook her head.

“Good, I’m in charge of the evening from here on. No twins popping in and out, no games of chance.” Blake reversed out of the lot and was on the street faster than she thought possible. “No worrying about what the ladies at the salon will say tomorrow. No worrying about who’s too old and who’s too young.”

The streets of town sped past. The heat of his thigh next to hers, the gentle bumping of her body against his side, even the scent of his skin in the cab of the truck—all of it exactly what she’d been longing for. Then they were on the gravel, headed down the side roads that would bring them to the Coleman spread. Blake’s hand lay on her thigh, his thumb tracing small circles as he inched her skirt farther up.

“You always traipse round with no panties, Slick? Or was that just luck back there?”

Jaxi sucked in air as Blake exposed her bare crotch. “I don’t usually, but since I’d planned…”

“Right, the plan.” He brushed his knuckles over her curls. “Slide down a little. I want to see better.”

Jaxi flicked a glance at his face. He watched the road, a smile curving the corner of his mouth. She wiggled her hips lower and let the fabric of her dress ride up until her lower body was completely visible.

Blake hummed in approval. “Now that’s a nice sight. But you don’t look too comfy, all scrunched up like that. Maybe you’d better shuck the dress altogether.” His gaze had returned to the road while his hand stroked the tops of her thighs like a soft wind caressing over the wheat field.

She slipped off her seat belt and tugged the light fabric over her head in one motion. She flushed red-hot, determined to follow Blake’s instructions.

He took the corner onto the long driveway that led to the dark and quiet ranch house before slowing the truck to a stop. He turned to look at Jaxi, his gaze gliding over her body as intimate as the touch of a hand. Her nipples tightened. She knew what he saw. The folds of her body still wet from earlier, her naked breasts swollen with need. Blake didn’t speak. He just looked for a good long time before he put the truck back in gear and drove the final distance to the house.

“You’re a pretty little thing, you know that, Jaxi? Soft everywhere.” Blake’s hand covered her mound possessively, cradling her. “Tell me what you like. How you want to be touched so you feel real good. You enjoy kisses down here? Such a pretty little bit of candy for a man to lick and suck.”

She drew in a breath. “No one’s ever…”

He swore and heat flushed her body, starting from where his hand held her like a prize. He pulled in beside the cabin and took away his hand to slam the shift into park. He took a deep breath through his nose and let it out slowly.

“Jaxi, I’m wondering what you’re doing because I’m getting a tad confused by the signals you’re sending. I’m going to carry you inside, and you think about what you need to tell me when we get there. Just so there are no more surprises.”

Blake jerked open his door but he was careful as he tugged Jaxi after him. Her naked body was cradled in his arms as he strode to the cabin, his expression like thunderclouds ready to roll.

She was in a pile of trouble from the looks of things.

He kicked open the door and deposited her on the bed. Stepping back, he took a seat in one of the chairs set by the small table in the corner. His things were neatly tucked away, except for the pile of clean laundry she’d brought in after supper.

He watched, unblinking.

Jaxi forced herself to sit straight as Blake stared. His gaze ate her up, one inch of skin at a time, from top to the bottom before he spoke.

“We’re taking this all the way, so you’d better tell me what you know and what you’ve been holding back.” He leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, a smoky smile building on his face that made her shiver with anticipation. “Or maybe we’ll turn it into a little puzzle for me to solve, since you enjoy games.”

He yanked off his boots and tossed them to the side. He stood and unbuckled his belt. She licked her suddenly dry lips, and Blake chuckled. “See, that’s what I’m talking about. I think you’re a whole lot more innocent than you’ve been trying to let on. Then you go and do something like that, all sex kitten and wanton, and you tie my brain in knots. Now I’m going to get naked ’cause you made me lose all control back there in the parking lot, and I’m not sitting around in wet jeans anymore.”

Jaxi wiggled up to a kneeling position, her face burning with heat.