Long Hard Ride (Rough Riders #1)(17)

“Darlin’, I ain’t gonna last,” Colby grunted.


Channing arched, whimpering, “Yes, yes, yes,” as Colby stroked her clit and she detonated like a nuclear reactor.


He followed right behind. Her strong interior muscles clutched his dick like teeth, keeping his pulsing shaft submerged inside her after he’d shot his load.


Breathing as hard as she was, Colby crumpled against her.


He rested his head on her belly as Trevor untied her hands and rubbed her wrists to get the blood flowing again.


While she tried to assess the delicious damage the men’s passion had inflicted upon her unsuspecting body, Trevor leaned over and kissed her, gently removing the blindfold.


“Thank you, darlin’. Plenty more of where that came from. But get some sleep. I’m gonna go check on Edgard and make sure he ain’t getting shitfaced with the horses.” Trevor slipped on his sweat bottoms, leaving his broad, sweaty chest bare, and exited the room before she caught her breath.


Colby eased his spent cock from her with painstaking slowness. He disposed of the condom and shut off the lights. He picked her limp body up and hugged her close as he flipped back the covers and then slid them between the cool sheets.


“I’m so tired,” she murmured.


He kissed the top of her head. “Sleep. You deserve it. You’re gonna need your strength for tomorrow because I can’t wait to have you again.


And again. You’re gonna be as bowlegged as Cash by the time I get through with you.”


Channing sighed dreamily. But she wasn’t ready to drift off into la-la land yet. She wanted to know everything about Colby McKay. “Tell me about your life on your ranch in the wilds of Wyoming.”


Colby dragged his fingers up and down her spine. “It’s like heaven and hell rolled into one. Parts of the land are beautiful; parts are butt ugly and barren. But the whole shebang has been in the McKay family for one hundred and twenty years, so it’s home.”


“You ever lived anyplace else?”


“Nope. Never wanted to. I’ve never wanted to do anything with my life besides work on the ranch and rodeo.”


She listened to Colby extol the virtues of rural living and the frustrations. She wondered what it would be like to be so…connected. To the land. To your family. To your neighbors.


“What about you?” Colby prompted. “What’s it like livin’ with a couple million people around you all the damn time?”


“Lonely.”


“Seriously?”


“Yeah.”


“Even living in the least populated county in the least populated state I was never lonely growin’ up. Too many brothers. Though I’d like to have punched ‘em most days, we get along great now.”


“Tell me about them.”


He sighed. “Another time, okay? You need to stop chatterin’ and—”


“Please? I’ve got my second wind.” She yawned.


“Right. You don’t have to uncover all my secrets tonight. Go to sleep, Chan. I’ll tell you anything you want to know tomorrow.”


“Okay. I’m holding you to that, cowboy.” She snuggled into him and conked out.


Chapter Five


Warm, wet kisses started at her hairline and trailed down the inside curve of her neck to the slope of her shoulder and back up the other side. Stuttered breathing caused her pulse to flutter and the tiny hairs on her nape to stand at attention.


Channing tried to turn into Colby’s embrace, but he held her in place.


“Morning. You slept good. We plumb wore you out. I don’t think you moved at all after we stopped talkin’ last night.” He lightly bit her biceps.


“I never would’ve dreamed you’re so damn cuddly.”


“Sorry.”


“Don’t apologize. I loved it. Especially those sweet snores comin’ from your sinful mouth. Lord. I’ve been watchin’ you sleep for the last ten minutes, wishin’ you’d wake up. As you can tell, I kinda got tired of waitin’.”


She blushed and attempted to roll over. “Colby—”


His big palm landed between her shoulder blades and he pushed her flat to her stomach. “You sore?”


“A little.”


“Well, I’ll try to be gentle, but damn, I want you like this. All warm and sleepy and soft.” Colby brushed his mouth over her ear. “Sometimes I wake up with morning wood, but never like this, like an iron bar. You do this to me, Channing. Only you.” He ground his rock-hard cock into her hip. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”


No matter what he thought, in no way was Channing relaxed now.


She closed her eyes and inhaled. Colby’s musk, the sweeter perfume of her arousal and the scent of last night’s sexcapade lingered in the room and on the sheets and she was instantly aroused. She heard the crinkling of a condom package being ripped open.


The bed swayed and Colby slapped both her ass cheeks. Her immediate protest of “Hey!” was lost as he tongued the hot marks, then dragged that wicked, wet tongue up her spine.