Kissin' Tell (Rough Riders #13)(19)

Cord passed off the crying Beau to Ky and handed him a set of keys. “Take your brothers to the truck. But don’t even think about starting it,” he warned.


The boys raced out.


Cord put his hand on the woman’s lower back and kissed her temple.


But the pretty blonde wasn’t looking at her husband. She was looking at Georgia.


Tell said, “This is Cord’s wife, AJ. AJ, this is Georgia—”


“I know who she is,” AJ replied coolly. “We went to school together.”


Georgia didn’t remember this woman at all and she started to get that panicked feeling like she should know her.


“But she doesn’t know me since I didn’t have time to go to football games, dances and such. I was too busy working on the ranch.”


“And that experience came in mighty handy when you married a rancher, didn’t it?” Cord kissed her temple again. “Come on, baby doll, let’s get you home.”


Georgia said, “Nice to meet you.” Cord nodded, but AJ didn’t say anything.


Another snub.


“AJ’s usually really sweet, but you wouldn’t know it today. Sorry about that.”


“Looks like she has her hands full.” She smiled, trying to act like it didn’t bother her. “I’ve decided on an Oreo Blizzard.”


They finished their ice cream in Tell’s pickup. Then Tell eased the seat back and patted his thighs. “You’re lookin’ a little cold. I’ll warm you up.”


She put her knees by his hips, facing him as she sat on his lap. “Checking out my nipples, were you?”


That bold observation seemed to shock him. “What? No. I saw you shiver.”


“Uh-huh. Maybe I shivered because I saw you eyeballing my chest, Tell McKay.”


He placed his cold lips on the hollow of her throat. “It’s been distracting me all damn day because I know you ain’t wearin’ a bra.”


Georgia rested her elbows on his shoulders. “Would I have had a chance at winning the basketball game today if you’d known I’m not wearing panties?”


“Nope. But the game would’ve been over before it began.” Tell kissed her hotly, sliding his hands beneath her backside, urging her to her knees so he could run his hands from the curve of her hips, over her butt, down the backs of her thighs and back up.


Her fingers mapped the breadth of his shoulders and the cut muscles of his arms. Such defined biceps. Ripped triceps. Even his forearms were meaty. She let her fingers lightly trail back up to tangle in his hair.


The kiss turned playful. When his tongue tickled the roof of her mouth, she laughed and leaned back to look at him.


Tell had a slight smile on his face, but his eyes were dark with sexual heat.


So she took a chance that he’d act on it with a little encouragement. “Will you come inside when you take me home? Show me where you want to place the winning kiss?”


He traced her lips with his thumb. Then his finger drew a line down her throat to the middle of her chest. “You are so sexy, Georgia. I want you like crazy. But I’ve got things to finish before dark.” He brushed his knuckles over the rise of her cleavage. “Once I get you in bed, we’re gonna stay there awhile. That’s not a possibility tonight.”


Georgia spread his palms over her breasts. “I don’t mind a quick tumble.”


“I do.” He moved his hands to her rib cage, his thumbs stroking her hardened nipples. “But that don’t keep me from imaging how it’s gonna be between us.”


“So in your wildest imagination, what is the first thing you’d do to me?”


“Strip you to skin. Learn every inch of it with my mouth.”


“Mmm. Would you get me off while you’re touching me, or do you keep me hanging on the edge?”


“Definitely keep you hanging.” His mouth skated across her collarbone. “Until you’re begging.”


“When you’re tired of hearing me beg, do you use your fingers to make me come? Or do you use that wicked mouth between my thighs? Or maybe you’ll go straight for ramming your cock into me.” She’d started rocking her pelvis and she wondered if he realized he was pushing his hips up to match the motion.


“You like dirty talk?”


She sank her teeth into his bottom lip, tugging slightly before releasing it with a wet pop. The flame of want in his eyes burned hotter. “I love it. The dirtier the better.”


“Prove it. Say something dirty.”


“Fuck me harder, Tell. Put your cock in my mouth, Tell. Bend me over the tailgate of your pickup, Tell.”


His breaths were choppy. His jaw set. One hand squeezed her breast. The other hand gripped her hair. He rubbed his mouth over her ear, teasing her mercilessly until she was shuddering in his arms.


“Did that change your mind?” she whispered.


“No. It was freakin’ hot. But here’s a warning. You can say all the raunchy things you want. Get me so damn worked up I’m ready to shoot in my shorts. But guess what? The more you tease, the longer I’m gonna make us wait.”