Page 78 of A Cowboy's Trust
“If you need me to get down to skin faster, let me know,” Tansy offered. She eased her head to the side as he nibbled his way down her neck and across her cleavage.
A moan escaped her when he dragged the shoulder straps free, easing the bra over the tips of her nipples in a slow-motion caress meant to tease.
“Faster is overrated,” Jake insisted. He meant it, too.
He found her nipple and sucked lightly until she squirmed against him. He pressed his palms to the small of her back to keep her in place as he nibbled a little more, easing down her rib cage even as he worked the button and zipper of her jeans.
He could have sworn he was going slowly, but suddenly she was absolutely naked, stepping away from him with mischief in her eyes.
“Some time you’ll have to do the thing where you keep all your clothes on and I’m naked, but right now? I’m fully on board with the lights-on-eyes-open idea.” She waggled her brows.
“So you’re saying strip?”
“Naked as a blue jay,” she agreed.
He wasn’t sure what birds had to do with it, but shucking his jeans and the rest of it only took a split second. He caught her outstretched hand and guided her to the bed. “I’ve missed this.”
She laughed as he tumbled her back onto the mattress. “Canoodling in strange places?”
He adjusted until they were side by side, lazily running his hands along the length of her torso. “Being naked with you. Being able to talk, and make noise, and be together. No worries about other people. Just us.”
Her eyes danced, something infinitely happy in their depths. “I like you Jake Skye.”
“I like you too, Tansy Fields.” He stared at her for a moment, the words itching to come out. There was more here than justlike.
Lovehovered on his lips.
Instead, though, he eased down her body, tasting and teasing until she quivered, tugging on his hair and gasping as he slid his fingers gently in and out of her core. As he took her up and over the pinnacle, his name escaping from her lips?—
That’s what he wanted to hear. Not just sometimes, but every time.
He wrangled on a condom then stretched out beside her. Hand on her thigh, he draped her top leg over him as he lined them up and gently slipped his cock between her folds.
She moaned happily. “Oh, God, yes.”
A palm fisted around him, and Jake grinned. “This is going to be over before we begin,” he warned.
Tansy swore softly then kissed him, sliding until she straddled him, knees on either side of his hips as she worked him hard and deep, the whole time kissing and petting him, fingernails scratching lightly until his rhythm broke and he came.
She collapsed on top of him, breathing hard. “It’s all good,” she panted happily. “It might be over, but that only means we get to start again.”
Which was, Jake considered, very deliciously true.
18
It was the smallest of sounds, but Tansy woke instantly. Her heart leapt into her throat as she opened her eyes and stared into a pair of blue-grey eyes hovering at mattress height.
Jeffrey stood next to her bed.
Her door had been locked, the house had been locked, and yet he stood there in the pre-dawn light.
After her heart started again, she managed a smile. “Hey, you. Does your mama know you’re here?”
He hesitated then shook his head. A second later, he shocked the hell out of Tansy and crawled onto the bed, cuddling against her like a kitten.
The death grip on her quilt said neither of them was going anywhere soon.
Dammit. Tansy wiggled up enough to be able to wrap her arms around the kid and hold him tight.
