His mouth was on my neck, breathing into me. He ever-so-lightly placed kisses until his lips came up to my ear. “Do you think I could make you come again like this, darlin’?”
My breathing was labored as I pulled him closer to me. “You could probably make me come just by breathing on me.”
He chuckled and began moving his hips, pressing what felt like a rather large cock right into my core. The friction from his jeans against my lace panties was delicious. I hadn’t had a guy do this since high school. There was something so innocent, yet hot about it.
I grabbed the blanket as my orgasm grew. “Wade. I’m so close. I’m so close.”
“God, darlin’, I can’t wait to sink my cock into your pussy.”
And there it was.
The key to unlocking my next orgasm was Wade talking dirty.
Wade Adams talking dirty to me while dry humping me on the rooftop of the new house he bought.
Yep.
I cried out his name before he captured my moans with his mouth. If fooling around was getting me this crazy for him, I could not imagine what actual sex would be like.
When my body finally stopped shaking, Wade lifted off of me, still hovering inches from my body.
We stared at each other for the longest time before he broke the silence. “Jesus, I seriously just tested my willpower. You have no idea how much I wanted to take you. You’re stunning when you come.”
My face heated. “When do I get to see your face when you come?”
He narrowed his eyes. “Whenever you want, darlin’.”
My hand made its way down the very visible bulge in his pants. Squeezing it, I whispered, “Tit for tat, Mr. Adams.”
“Darlin, you better stop using words like ‘tit’ while you are rubbing on my dick or I’ll be finished before you even get started,” Wade said in a lust-filled daze.
I pushed his chest and made him roll onto his back.
My hands shook slightly while I unbuttoned his pants. I peeked up and noticed he was looking directly at me. Not watching my hands, but my face.
“I feel like a teenager about to see a dick for the first time,” I said with a chuckle.
He smiled bigger and lifted his hips, throwing me off balance as I straddled him. Moving back a little, I unzipped his pants and instantly moaned at the sight.
Commando. Holy shit. He was commando.
Hot. As. Hell.
My teeth sank into my lip as he lifted his hips more and pushed his pants down, letting his very impressive cock free.
I licked my lips. I had fully intended on giving him a hand job, but this was a game changer. I usually hated giving head, rarely ever did it, but there was something about Wade that made it feel so right. Before I could give him a chance to say anything, I leaned down and took him in my mouth.
“Fuuuck! Amelia!” he cried out, reaching down to pull me off of him, his breathing instantly intensified. “Are you sure you want to do that?”
One small taste of him wasn’t enough. I needed more. Nodding, I leaned back down, this time slowly working him into my mouth. Running my tongue all over his cock. My other hand played gently with his balls, now nicely tucked up.
His hands went to my head, gently rubbing. I went faster, and he took a slightly firmer hold.
“Fucking hell. Jesus. Amelia. Oh, God. Yes.”
Smiling, I went deeper, taking as much of him in as I could.
“Yes,” he hissed. I could feel how his hips were fighting to not start pumping. I wrapped my hand along his shaft, working him with my hand and mouth while my other hand still fondled his balls.
“Amelia, pull back if you don’t want me coming in your mouth!” Wade cried out.
Fuck that. I wanted everything. I sucked harder, and Wade let out a loud moan then cried out my name. His hot cum hit the back of my throat, and I swallowed while I kept working him until he stopped coming.
I slowly lifted my mouth away, taking the time to stop and lick the top of his cock. Wade’s entire body shook, and he moaned again. Sitting up, I wiped my mouth and grinned.
That was the first blowjob I had actually enjoyed giving. And the first one where I’d swallowed the cum.
“That was fucking amazing. My God, woman!”
With a triumphant smile, I placed my hands on his chest and climbed a little more on him, settling against his still-hard cock.
He grinned wide, lifting his hips toward me, pressing himself against me.
“Fucking hell, sex with you is going to be amazing.”
I leaned down and sucked his lip. “Don’t make me wait long, Wade. I don’t think I could take it, especially after what we’ve just done.”
He lifted his brows. “Tit for tat, Ms. Parker.”
I was on my back, and he was pulling my panties down before I could even respond.
Lifting up on my elbows, I watched as Wade kissed up the inside of my leg. My head dropped back and I let out a whimper as he slowly licked and pulled my clit into his mouth. Dropping back, I pushed my hands through his hair and let him take me to euphoria.
Wade and I sat against a tree, looking out over the Frio River. I sat between his legs, completely relaxed as my head rose and fell with each breath he took.
“So, was it the picnic or Frank that got me to third base?” Wade asked.
Grinning like a silly fool, I said, “Honestly? I’d have to say it was Frank. The old crooners have a way of making me swoon.”
“There is that word again.”
Lifting my head to glance at him, I asked, “What word? Swoon?”
The rumble in his chest vibrated through my body. “Yes.”
“That’s the romance writer in me. My readers expect to swoon because of the heroes I write. So, keep it up, cowboy. You’re giving me good material.”
He wrapped his arms around me tighter. “Is that so? Now I’m going to have to up my game if I’m going to be your next hero in one of your books.”
I laughed. “Up your game? Wade, how could you possibly up your game?”
Wade turned me around. I wrapped my legs around him, and we sat face to face.
“Oh, I can up my game, darlin’.”
Lifting my brows, a slow, evil smile spread across my face.
Oh, I’m going to reap the benefits from this little game.
“Really? Then I suggest you show me what else you’ve got.”
His dimples appeared, and my stomach dipped.
Placing his finger on my chin, he drew my lips to his. “I think I’m going to like this game we’re playing.”
I wiggled my eyebrows. “So do I.”
The hot sun beat down as we gave the last goats their vaccinations. Lifting my hat, I wiped the sweat from my forehead. “Christ Almighty, it’s hot.”
Trevor and Steed laughed. “Welcome to Texas.”
I shook my head at Trevor. “I went to college here for four years, or did you forget?”
He paused and then shook his head. “Damn. I did forget for a second.”
Steed slapped his brother on the back. “I’ve missed the heat. I’m looking forward to a hot summer.”
“I bet your wife isn’t saying that,” I said with a smirk.
With a shake of his head, he grunted. “No. She’s not.”
“When is she due?” I asked, grabbing my water and drinking it all in one gulp.
“July thirtieth.”
Trevor grabbed a water and tossed it to Steed. “Damn. In the middle of the summer. Poor Paxton.”
“I know. Chloe is trying to convince me we need to build a pool. I had to remind her that her grandparents have a pool. She countered by saying her poor mommy was going to be so big with her baby brother that she wasn’t gonna wanna get in the car and drive to Granddaddy and Grammy’s house. She’s gonna wanna walk out the back door and there it is. Problem is, Paxton agrees with her.”
Trevor and I exchanged glances before looking back at Steed. “You are in trouble with that little girl. I hope you kno
w that.”
He swallowed his water. “Don’t I know.”
“What do y’all say about heading out tonight? Just us guys hanging out and having a good time.” Trevor asked.
“Cord’s?” Steed asked.
Trevor shook his head. “Nah, there’s a new place opened up outside of Bandera. Cord’s wanted to check it out since it opened a couple of months ago. I say we all head there. It would be nice to find some new pussy.”
I shook my head. “I’ll go, but I’m not interested in hooking up with anyone.”
I felt the heat from both of their stares.
“You don’t say. You got a reason why you ain’t interested in hooking up with anyone?”
With a grin, I replied, “I do. A pretty little redhead with the last name of Parker.”
Steed grinned from ear to ear, as did Trevor. He reached over and placed a hand on my shoulder, giving it a light squeeze.
“Waylynn told us at breakfast that Amelia’s been walking around with a goofy smile on her face.”
I returned their grins. “She’s an amazing woman. I’ve never felt this way about someone. Not even Caroline. Not even close.”
Steed nodded. “I’m glad to hear that. Just take care of her heart. I really like you, Wade. You’re good for the ranch, and I would hate to have all five Parker brothers kick your ass if you hurt our sister.”
I laughed. “Trust me, you’ve all made that very clear. Including your dad. Besides, I have no intentions of letting Amelia Parker go anytime soon.”
Trevor slapped the living shit out of my back. “Good. Good. I’m glad to hear that. I’d hate to have to cut your dick off and shove it down your throat and pull it out your ass.”
“Wow. You really went there,” Steed said with a hearty laugh.
Shaking my head, I felt my body tighten. “For fuck’s sake, Trevor. What in the hell is wrong with you?” I asked as we started to get into the ranch truck.
“I’m just saying, Adams. That’s my baby sister. And just so you know, once I find out y’all have slept together, I’m gonna have to kick your ass.”
My eyes widened as I stopped at my door. “What the fuck for? You gave me your permission to date her.”
He shrugged. “It’s the principle. You know. It’s expected of me.”
“By who?”
Trevor pointed over to Steed. “My other brothers.”
I shot my eyes over to Steed. He lifted his brows and frowned. “Yep. Afraid he’s right. It’s expected.”
They both opened their doors and got in.
“Well, how do you know we haven’t already slept together?”
They both stopped and got back out, and I knew I was fucked.
Trevor took a step closer, making me take two steps back. “Have you? Have you slept with my baby sister?”
“No!” I shouted. “And fuck, even if I did, do you think I’m going to tell you now?”
He pointed to me. “It don’t matter if you don’t sleep with her until your wedding night. Your ass is still getting kicked.”
I felt the goofy ass smile hit my face. “You think she’d marry me?”
A look of horror washed over my best friend’s face. “W-what?”
“You just said our wedding night. You see us getting married someday?”
Trevor stumbled over his words. “I mean, I guess I could see it. Hell, I don’t know. We’re late!”
He spun on his heels and jumped into the truck. I climbed into the back seat, and Steed turned to face me. “Well played, my friend. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone get Trevor to stumble on his own damn words.”
Trevor hit the gas and took off toward the main barn. “Fuck you, Steed. And fuck you, too, Wade!”
Steed and I chuckled as Trevor turned on the radio, drowning us both out.
I stepped onto the porch of the cabin and peeked through the window. Amelia was sitting there, pen tapping against those beautiful lips. I knocked on the window, causing her to jump and look. A huge smile spread over her face as she quickly rushed to the door.
“Hey! What are you doing here?”
Before she could say another word, I pulled her to me and pressed my lips to hers. Amelia let out a moan and wrapped her arms around me. We were soon lost in the kiss and before I knew it, her legs were around my waist, and I was carrying her to the table.
“Wade,” she panted, her hands slipping under my T-shirt. “I’m so horny.”
Smiling, I worked my hand under her bra, pinching her nipple and bringing out a nice, long moan.
“You been writing naughty things, Ms. Adams?”
Her eyes caught mine. “Want to help me with a scene?”
Swallowing hard, I reached down to adjust my dick. “Hell yeah, I do.”
Her tongue moved slowly across her lips. “I need to see a man’s reaction to his girlfriend getting off in front of him.”
“Jesus Christ. Are you trying to kill me?”
She slowly nodded while placing her hands on my chest. Giving me a push back, she slid off the table.
“Sit in that chair, cowboy.”
I did as she asked.
Amelia moved to the sofa and pulled up the dress she was wearing to reveal a pair of blue lace panties. She slipped them off and dropped them onto the floor. My heart was going to fucking beat right out of my chest.
She sat down. “What should I do now, Wade? What would my hero want me to write?”
Where in the fuck is my voice?
“He’d, um…” I laughed. “Do you really want me to tell you what I’m wanting, Amelia? Cause I’ll be honest with you. It’s dirty as hell.”
Her face turned red, and she nodded. “Tell me, Wade.”
I took my cowboy hat off and set it on the floor. I couldn’t believe I was going to do it, but if it was inspiration for her book, I’d gladly be tribute.
“Spread your legs so I can see your pussy.”
She gasped at my use of the word pussy. By the way she licked her lips, I could tell she liked it.
“Like this?” she asked, slowly spreading her legs open.
“Yes.”
Her finger went to her mouth as she gently bit down. “Now what?”
My dick was angry, pressed tightly against the fabric of my jeans, demanding to be let out.
“Slip your fingers inside. Work yourself.”
Her chest rose and fell as she trailed her fingers up her thigh and slowly pushed them into her pussy. A hiss followed a moan.
“Jesus Christ,” I whispered.
“Now what, Wade?” she asked as her voice turned heavy.
“Make yourself come.”
She smiled. “Do you like watching me?”
I laughed. “If you could see how fucking hard my dick was you wouldn’t need to ask.”
“Take it out. Tit for tat, Mr. Adams.”
Standing, I unzipped my pants and dropped them, allowing my dick to come out and play. Sitting, I slowly stroked my cock as I watched her move her fingers in and out of her wet pussy.
“Mmm, you are hard.”
“If you’re trying to test my willpower again, you’re doing a hell of a job,” I said, moving my hand slowly up and down my shaft.
“What do you want me to do now, cowboy?”
My mouth was getting dry. “Go faster. Touch your breasts.”
Her smile grew bigger, and she increased her speed with one hand as she grabbed her tits with the other. Her head dropped back against the sofa, and she started groaning.
“I’m so close. God, it feels so good.”
Fucking hell. This woman was everything. Sexy as shit, beautiful, funny, and did I mention sexy as shit? Watching her get herself off was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.
“Are you close, Wade?”
My eyes were trained on that pussy. I wanted her. Fuck, I wanted her. Jumping up, I quickly made my way to her. Dropping to the floor, I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me, burying my face between her legs.
/> Amelia cried out as she dug her hands into my hair, pulling me close while she rocked her hips against my face.
“Wade! Oh, God. I’m coming! Oh, my gawd… Jesus…feels…so…good!”
Dropping my hand, I wrapped it around my dick and pumped hard and fast. Amelia’s entire body shook as her orgasm rolled through her. I sucked her clit hard when my own orgasm came on strong, causing her to scream out again. The sound of her calling my name and the feel of her coming on my tongue had me coming in my hand.
When she begged me to stop, I drew back and looked into her eyes.
Her breathing was labored, but her eyes were on fire, and her smile was like nothing I’d ever seen before.
“Please, tell me you came, Wade.”
With a chuckle, I kissed the side of her thigh. “Darlin’, I came so damn hard I thought I was going to pass out.”
With a giggle, she sat up. She placed her hands on the sides of my face. “That was the hottest moment of my life.”
Relief swept over me. Hopefully all the fucking phone sex that asshole had her doing was now erased from her memory.
“It was for me, too, Amelia.”
She kissed me on the lips and said, “Let’s clean up!”
Watching her lead the way to the bathroom, I knew it was time to take things all the way. There was no way I could hold out much longer. I needed to feel Amelia Parker. Needed to make her mine.
I raced through the door and slid to a stop. Melanie and John looked up at me.
“Well, good morning there, Wade. You in a hurry or something?” John asked.
“Yes! I’ve been trying to call Amelia, and she’s not answering her phone. Is she still asleep?”
“No, she’s down at the cabin. She went there last night to write since you and the boys went to check out the new bar in Bandera.”
Damn it, I had forgotten she’d told me she would be there. “Okay! Thanks!”
I turned to leave as John called out, “Where’s the fire, son?”
“April’s in labor!” I cried as I rushed out the door.
Running to my truck, I quickly sent a text to Steed.
Me: April’s in labor. I know Chloe will want to see it.
His response was almost immediate.