Kissin' Tell (Rough Riders #13)(37)

Tell grabbed her chin, looking into her eyes. “We are together, here, there and everywhere else. I won’t deny my reputation, but I will point out that I don’t f*ck around. You are the only woman I’m with.”


When Georgia still didn’t look convinced, he picked her up and plopped her on the conference table. He made room for himself between her thighs and loomed over her, forcing her to rest her hands on the table behind her. “You want me to prove that right now?”


“That’s not necessary—”


“Oh, darlin’, I surely believe it is.” He placed a soft kiss on the hollow of her throat. “Move your head to the side.”


Georgia arched her neck.


He nuzzled that warm sweep of flesh, letting his breath tease before he used his mouth to kiss and suck. He dragged his lips over the smooth muscles of her throat. Inhaling her fragrance and absorbing the vibrations of her body reacting to his touch. When she began to squeeze her thighs together, he whispered, “Think I’d be embarrassed and back away from you if someone walked on us?”


“No.”


“If I hadn’t f*cked you so fast and hard the first time, I’d f*ck you hard and fast right now on this table.”


Then her hands were on his chest, pushing him back. “Let’s get out of here before the temptation is too much for me to resist.”


Hot damn. “Can you leave your car here?”


“I guess. But I really hate being without a vehicle.”


Tell brought Georgia to her feet. “I’ll keep you too goddamn busy to even think about leavin’.”


And didn’t that put a hungry look in her eyes?


“I’ll drive. You tell me where we’re goin’.”


As much as he wanted to run for his pickup, he didn’t. As much as he wanted to swing Georgia into his arms and carry her, kissing that tempting mouth of hers the entire way, he didn’t. He patted himself on the back for his control.


But as soon as they reached their destination? Tell knew his control would be nonexistent.


Georgia said, “I’m staying at the Holiday Inn.”


Then he remembered he’d left his duffel bag in his motel room. “We have to stop by my motel first.”


“Why?”


“That’s where the condoms are.”


“Oh.” She smirked.


“What?”


“I’m pretty sure we won’t be seeing that big bed at the Holiday Inn tonight.” She picked up his hand and rubbed the back of his knuckles over her cleavage. “But at this point, any bed will do.”


“Damn straight.”


“Drive faster.”


He hit the gas.


Chapter Ten


Probably it wasn’t the first time pickup tires screeched to a stop at the Sage and Spurs Motel.


Tell had the old-fashioned key fob in his hand when he skirted the back end of his pickup.


When he went to help Georgia out, the woman launched herself at him and locked her arms around his neck. He clamped his hands on her ass and half-carried her to the door.


He released her long enough to get the key positioned. But with the way her hands were clawing at his chest, he fumbled the key twice before he fit it in the lock.


As soon as they were in the room, before he’d turned on a single light, Georgia was all over him. Her mouth attacking his throat as she started popping buttons on his shirt. Her pelvis rubbing against his. Making those sexy-ass moans.


He put his hands over hers, stopping her frantic motions. “Georgia. Hold that thought for a sec.” He took off his hat, reached over and hit the light switch.


This was a pretty shitty room. Maybe keeping the lights off hadn’t been such a bad idea. But then he looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of him. Her breathing uneven. Her lips so full and ripe. The blush of arousal on her cheeks, those magnetic eyes of hers so completely focused on him.


“Look at you. God. You are something else.” He traced her prominent jawline with the backs of his fingers. “Take off your clothes.”


That stubborn chin came up. “I’m not stripping solo again.”


“Fair enough. Then I’ll strip you.” He yanked her denim dress over her head. He unsnapped her bra. He hooked his fingers into the sides of her bikini panties and tugged them down to her ankles.


Georgia tried to take a step back, but hobbled by her underwear, she fell ass-first on the bed.


Tell dropped to his knees in front of her. He kept his caresses easy, wanting to take hours to touch and taste every inch of her bared skin. The explosive passion wasn’t going anywhere so he’d just put it on simmer while he savored her.


But Georgia seemed a little unsure about being naked.


He wouldn’t allow it. He lightly pushed on the insides of her thighs and demanded, “Let me see you. All of you.” He heard a swift intake of breath and then she scooted her bottom to the end of the bed.


“Watch my eyes. See how goddamned turned on I am by your body.” He grinned. “And baby, if that doesn’t convince you? Look at the crotch of my jeans.”