Kissin' Tell (Rough Riders #13)(39)

The strong pulses and pounding rhythm were so perfect, his own release caught him unaware. He came hard and fast. A head rush. A brain freeze. Free-falling into the abyss. Then nothing but the decreasing thud thud thud of his heartbeat in his ears.


Georgia nibbling on his jaw brought him back to reality. He eased back and looked into the face of a satisfied woman.


Despite the cramp in his ass, and in his arms, he wanted to stay right here with her, just like this—sweat-soaked, sticky and sated. Possibly forever.


His cock was totally on board and his aches and pains disappeared.


He rolled his hips and she gasped. He whispered, “Again,” and lost himself in her, half-afraid he’d never find his way back, half-grateful that he’d found her at all.


Wasn’t Tell McKay just as cuddly as a kitten?


After he’d rocked her body—twice—she’d expected a sweet kiss and then he’d pull back.


But after he’d ditched the condom, he’d returned to bed, tucking her body against his, trailing his rough-tipped fingers up and down her spine as her head rested on his chest.


It’d be heavenly, if it weren’t freaking her out.


Georgia couldn’t remember the last time she’d been held so tenderly in the aftermath of spectacular sex.


Maybe never.


Wasn’t that sad?


Deck had f*cked her and reached for the remote.


Other lovers had f*cked her and reached for their pants.


So she didn’t have much experience with this…lying around in the afterglow type stuff.


Wouldn’t that make an awesome confession?


Funny thing, Tell. I’m not used to the snuggly routine because previous lovers couldn’t wait to get the hell away from me. Maybe they were disappointed in my bedroom skills, or maybe my O face is fugly, but sweetness after sex? Nope. Not familiar with that. So forgive me if I—


“What’s wrong? You tensed up.”


I’m a loser and a bad lover and too mortified to tell you, although you’ve probably already figured it out. “Nothing.”


Tell put his fingers under her chin, lifting her face up. “Don’t go silent on me now, hot lips. What’s goin’ on in that beautiful head of yours?”


“You were amazing.”


He shook his head, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. “Huh-uh. We were amazing. Together. There are two people in this bed, Georgia.”


“I know. Believe me, I know. I’ve never…” She rubbed her fingertips on the razor stubble that had sprouted on his jawline. “You’re just overwhelming.”


A tiny wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows. “You don’t mean overbearing?”


“No. I… For supposedly being in charge of my own sexual needs and sexuality, I don’t have much experience with men like you.”


“Men like me,” he repeated. “Meaning what?”


Georgia blinked at him, unsure the level of honesty she should strive for. Especially when he was naked and she was looking into a face that could make angels sing.


Yeah, saying girly stuff like that will make him take you seriously—not.


“Georgia?”


“Men like you who have the moves. The experience.”


“You sound a little pissed off about that,” he said tersely.


“Not at all. I’m not making any sense. Just forget it.”


“Nope. Take a deep breath and time to gather your thoughts, because I ain’t goin’ anywhere.”


She didn’t want to screw this up. “I acted like a cat in heat around you last week because I thought it might get you to finally see that I’m not the goody-goody I used to be. Now I’m worried you’re disappointed I wasn’t a tiger in the sack. And I didn’t live up to all the fantasies you’ve supposedly had about me.”


“Jesus. Stop. You are sex on legs.” Tell let the backs of his knuckles outline her face. “I want the you that you are now. Not the girl who sat in front of me in history class.”


Relieved, she tossed off a flip, “Eh. She wasn’t that cool anyway. A bit of a prude, I’ve heard.”


He laughed.


She traced a scar on his rib cage. “This has been awesome.”


“But?”


“I hate to bring this up now, but when do you plan to take me back to my car?”


“I thought you were stayin’ here tonight?”


“When you were seducing me I would’ve said anything to get naked with you.” Georgia kissed the frown lines bracketing his mouth. “I loved every second of it. But I do have to work in the morning.”


“I can run you back to the rodeo grounds first thing.”


“Tell. That’s not the best option.”


“Why not?” His lips flattened. “You sure you ain’t embarrassed to be seen with me?”


“Can you hear me out without getting defensive and paranoid?”


“Fine.”