Rode Hard, Put Up Wet (Rough Riders #2)(36)

“Are the condoms in the bathroom?”


“No.” His dick stayed stuck against his belly and he grunted with pain as he bent forward and placed his mouth against the hollow of her throat. “I want to kiss every spot where I can see your pulse poundin’. I know where my favorite spot to feel throbbing against my tongue is.”


Macie grabbed his hair and yanked his head back to meet the fire flashing in her eyes. “Find. A. Condom. Right. Now.”


Carter rubbed his cheek over her mouth to hide his laugh. He kissed her. Very softly.


Very sweetly. He kissed her mostly to hear her frustrated groan rumbling over his lips because she wanted more.


Without warning, he intensified the kiss, heating her up so she squirmed and rubbed her mound over his thigh. He sucked on her tongue, then sank his teeth into her full bottom lip. When she gasped at the hint of pain, he licked the warm, wet cavern of her mouth like he’d licked her *. Grinding his cock into the cradle of her thighs, he reached for the unopened box of condoms on the dresser and tore the plastic packaging off with shaking fingers.


She broke away to drag kisses down his chest. “You have the most lickable pecs and abs and you haven’t let me touch you.”


“Do whatever you want. You don’t even hafta ask.”


He hissed when the very tip of her tongue lapped circles around his nipple. His cock jerked, reminding him of the box he was crushing in his hand. Damn factories, over packaging everything. He used his teeth to rip the seal on the cardboard box and had extracted a single foil-wrapped condom, when a hot, wet hungry mouth enclosed his dick.


“Christ, Macie, give me a heart attack why doncha?”


“Do you want me—” she sucked him deep and didn’t release him until he yelped,


“—to stop?”


“No. Yes. Jesus, woman, wait!” Carter lifted her off her knees and gently tossed her on the bed.


He already had the condom on as he settled between her legs. He spread her thighs wide to watch the alignment of his cock and he slammed to the root on the first push.


She bowed and gasped his name.


Carter closed his eyes briefly to savor being buried in his sweet, sexy, fierce Macie.


His body urged him on—hell, he wanted to f*ck her raw. But they’d only have one first time, and he wouldn’t blow it for either of them because of sexual greed—hers or his.


“Carter?”


He let his body shadow hers as he looked into her eyes.


“Is everything okay? You stopped.”


“It’s perfect. You’re beautiful.” He brushed his lips across her mouth. “You’re my beautiful, perfect muse.”


“Please. I don’t need sweet—”


“Oh, it ain’t gonna be sweet. Give me your hands.”


Macie smoothed her palms down his arms to his wrists. He threaded their fingers together and slid their joined hands up above her head.


Her breath caught as she bore his full weight and he pressed her deeper into the mattress.


Carter kissed her, grinding his pelvis side to side over her clit, feeling cocky about the way her * muscles clenched to keep his hardened sex inside her. Then he released her hands and curled her fingers around the metal bars on the headboard.



He whispered, “Hang on, darlin’,” and pulled completely out and plunged back in to the hilt.


Carter f*cked her hard. Too hard to kiss her. Too hard for this turbulent mating to last very long.


But she didn’t seem to mind. Her sexy whimpering moans filled his ears. He told her how good she felt. Wet. Tight. How many different ways he planned to f*ck her. He’d never been good at dirty talk in bed but it drove her crazy.


She arched off the bed, clamped her hands on his ass and cried out as she came again. Sending him right along behind her.


He pumped harder. Deeper. He wanted to rip off the condom and feel her slick walls bathed in his come. He wanted to watch his seed dripping down her leg, knowing he’d put it there.


He’d never felt so…possessive.


Carter groaned when the pulsing in his cock didn’t stop. It’d been a long time since he’d had sex, but no sex had ever been like this.


He came so goddamn hard he swore a blood vessel burst in his brain. He came so goddamn hard he swore he actually came twice. He collapsed on her. Not lightly either.


Macie sighed.


Neither one made an attempt to move and break their connection.


Thunder cracked outside the trailer and Macie didn’t freeze up.


He smiled against her temple. Looks like he had figured out a cure for her fear of thunderstorms after all.


Carter pushed up on his elbows to kiss her. He couldn’t get enough of the feel of her mouth welcoming his. He flustered her with the lazy, sweet kiss. He whispered,


“Amazin’ Macie. I had no idea how true that was.”


“Carter. You’re squishing me.”


“I ain’t exactly a featherweight and you are a little slip of a thing.” He pulled out and rolled to his side. He reached for a box of tissues and got rid of the condom. “I’m sorry I snapped at you, but that’s sort of a lie because it did lead to you endin’ up tangled in my sheets. I’m damn glad you’re in my bed.”