Page 44 of Smokin' Situation

“That’s it, baby,” he groaned into my pussy, only leaning back to watch me fall apart. “Feel it. Ride that wave, knowing I’m desperate for it every time I touch you.”

After a few breathless moments, he chuckled, rising to his feet with my towel in his hands. Finishing the job he’d abandoned to show me exactly how much he enjoyed being on his knees for me, he carefully dried my skin.

“Now it’s time for the bed,” he whispered, opening the glass door of the large walk-in shower before he scooped me up and carried me back into the bedroom.

His cock was hard as he slipped underneath the covers behind me, gripping my throat with one large palm.

“You’re not too sore, are you?” he asked, rocking his hips forward.

“No,” I moaned into the soft cotton of the pillowcase, arching as he pulled my leg backward over his, slipping inside me.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he panted in my ear, his hips driving into me. The fingers on my throat tightened when his movements became more frantic while he chased his release. “I never want to… You’re all I can think about.”

Gasping through another climax, I wondered if he possessed some kind of sexy firefighter sorcery, because no one had ever made me feel this way.

“Come,” I gasped, my body vibrating as he just kept thrusting at a punishing pace. “I need to feel you come in me. Please.”

“All you had to do was ask nicely,” he taunted, groaning into my shoulder and squeezing my neck until he came, his hips pressed tightly against mine.

Panting against the pillowcase, my eyelids drifted shut briefly but flew back open at the almost jarring sound of an aircraft engine passing the building. “What is that?”

Tripp’s lips traced the nape of my neck, his voice low and rumbling against my skin. “Overhead air support. They’re dropping fire retardant west of the break line. Fire department must havecleared out of the area. They usually wait until the ground crew is clear to run a drop.”

“Does that mean it’s here?” My heartbeat picked up at the thought of us having to leave.

“No, it’s a good sign, sweetheart. It means they’re ahead of the spread,” he whispered, wrapping himself around my back and tucking my head beneath his chin. “I told you I would keep you safe. And I’m a man of my word, Rhey.”

With his warm body at my back, sleep wasn’t as elusive as it once had been.

Tristan

Astreamofsunlightarced from the crack between the curtain panels, painting colors across Rhey’s shoulder. Picking up a few strands of silky hair, I traced the streaks of light across her skin, enjoying the way she burrowed further into my chest with a quiet moan.

“You planning to sleep the day away?” I whispered against her forehead, smiling when she mumbled something incoherent into my skin.

“We need to get up, sweetheart. I’m gonna have to do my job at some point today. Those horses won’t exercise themselves, so I need to head to the fairgrounds.”

The quiet exasperated whine that met my ears clued me in that my girl might not be a morning person. Although, after glancing at the clock on the nightstand, saying it was still morning might be a stretch. It was nearly ten am, and on any other day I would have been knee deep in horse shit or sweating my ass off somewhere else on the ranch, having been at it for hours.

I guess it made sense that she’d sleep in later, given that the livelihood of a bartender depended on late night drinking habits.

“Rhey, I’m gonna smack that sweet ass of yours if you don’t get moving.”

Her chest shook against mine, her chin tipping up so she could see my face. Her voice was raspy and warm, and as my eyes connected with hers, I felt deep inside my gut that this woman was going to be myeverything.

“You think threatening to spank me is gonna get us out of this bed?” she teased.

Shaking my head at the naughty glint in her eyes, I squeezed her tighter, trying to fight off the urge to test it out. My fingers trailed down her back, lingering on the dip of her waist before they moved lower, gripping her ass until she squeaked.

“Then maybe we need toUNO reverseit. Iwon’tspank your feisty ass when I get you alone tonight if you continue to refuse to get out of this bed.”

“M’not sure I like you right now,” she grumbled, but it turned to a moan as I rolled her backward, pinning her to the mattress. Her body was soft and warm, and I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in her, but we both had responsibilities, and she had to be sore with all the sex we’d had in the last two days.

“And right now, I’m okay with that.”

After pecking her on the nose, I pushed myself to a seated position, surprised for once that my shoulders didn’t ache like they normally did in the mornings. There was still lingering nerve pain, but maybe the local lore of the hot springs in this area having healing powers was true. If that was the case, Rhey and I were going to be making naked hot spring bathing sessions a regular part of our routine.

Shaking my head as I stood, I tried to push back the pessimistic part of me that wondered if maybe things were too good to be true. I’d been in that honeymoon phase of a new relationship before, completely smitten with a woman until some hidden part of her personality surfaced. But Rhey hadn’t given me any indications that she hadn’t been truthful to me, already opening up about her life in a way I knew made her feel vulnerable.

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