Rode Hard, Put Up Wet (Rough Riders #2)(69)




The energy drink in his hand stopped halfway to his mouth. “What?”


“I missed you.” She took a step toward him. “Surprised?”


“Yeah.”


“Me too. Look. I know you were upset tonight. I don’t know why, and I’m sorry I didn’t notice until right before you left.” Another step. “But I’m here now, in case you want to talk about it or something.”


Carter’s eyes devoured her. Then he threw the drink can over his shoulder and charged. A hand dove into her hair and his mouth slammed down on hers. Hot. Hungry.


Greedy. Achingly familiar.


During the consuming kiss, Carter’s body was plastered against hers, yet as he ate at her mouth, his fingertips softly caressed her face.


She moved her lips a fraction of an inch. “Carter.”


“I’m not done kissing you.” And he absolutely destroyed her with the ferocity of his need. Finally, he gentled his kiss. “I can’t believe you’re here.”


“I can’t believe you left early. I thought you’d be happy that your family was here.”


“I am. But I know my place in the McKay clan.”


“Which is?”


Carter rubbed his cheek along her hairline. “I’m the quiet one.”


She considered that. “I’m the last person who knows anything about family dynamics. But I’m glad you’re not the quiet one with me.”


“Why?”


“I never have to guess how you feel. Granted, I don’t always like it, but you don’t hold back anything.”


“That’s the first time anyone has ever said that to me.”


“It’s true. So tell me what’s wrong.”


Carter sighed. “When I’m with you, I feel like I’m really me. I don’t have anything to prove. You just let me be who I am. That’s not always the case with my family. And tonight, maybe it was childish, but I hated that I couldn’t show them…”


“What?”


“Show them who I am when I’m with you.”


“Oh yeah? A bossy sexual deviant?”


She felt him smile against her temple. “Maybe. But I couldn’t. Then I got really selfish and didn’t want to share you with them either. You’re mine, and I know even sayin’ that is just plain wrong.”


Wrong or not, his words sent a thrill through her. “Since they’re not here, how about if you show me instead? Remind me of who I am when I’m with you.”


“Of my bossy sexual deviance?”


She brushed her lips over his collarbone, tasting sweat and mineral spirits on his hot skin. “If that’s what you want. I didn’t come here for sex, Carter. I just wanted to be here if you needed me.”


His hoarse laugh vibrated on the top of her head. “Oh, I need you, all right.”


“For?”


“Never mind. You’re not here for my sexual deviance, remember?”


“But I am if that’s what you need from me tonight.” She placed another tender kiss on his pec. “Show me who you are with me. I’m yours tonight to do or be whatever you want. You already know I can’t say no to you. I don’t want to say no. When I’m with you, I feel like I’m really me too. Tell me what you want.”


Carter sought her mouth, kissing her, toying with her lips. Then his breath tickled her ear. “What I want? Well, I don’t want to talk; I want to feel. You. Me. Us. Nothing matters beyond what we are together. I want your mouth on me, Macie. I want to see my cock slippin’ between these sweet, sweet lips. I want to wrap my hands in your hair and feel you suckin’ me deep, suckin’ me hard. And when I can’t stand how good it feels, when I’m about to explode, I wanna come on your tits.”


A flood of moisture burst in her panties. “Oh wow.”


“You rethinkin’ that ‘whatever’ comment?”


“No.” Macie placed her hands on his head. She looked directly into his eyes and repeated, “Whatever you want.”


Carter growled.


In one fast movement she yanked her camisole tank up until disappeared over her head. Her shorts hit the dirt and she was buck-assed naked before him.


Macie licked her way down his torso, stopping to taste his belly button as she slid his sweatpants to his ankles. She dropped to her knees and gripped his muscular ass. She let her tongue tease his plump cockhead, until his cock jerked and clear fluid leaked out. She lapped at it like candy.


Carter rifled his fingers through her hair and sighed.


She opened wide and sucked that delicious male hardness halfway. Released it, and sucked it all the way in.


A strangled groan echoed above her.


She took her cue from Carter on how fast he needed her mouth moving. If he started to thrust his hips into her face, she increased the pace. She lost herself in his clean, salty taste. The erotic pull of that hard silken skin over her tongue and lips. The slick feel of her saliva coating his shaft and the excess running down to glaze her face and neck. His heady masculine scent enveloped her in a musky cloud of need as she reveled in this closeness. The tantalizing sounds of his unrestrained pleasure as she gave him this intimate kiss.

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