Tied Up, Tied Down (Rough Riders #4)(41)

“Don’t ever let me hear you say nothin’ like that again.”


It was her nature to act indignant. To question him. She did neither. She waited. And watched him.

“Good girl.” With their gazes locked, Kade’s hands smoothed up her thighs. Paused on her hips. Traced the contour of her belly. Lingered on the swell of her breasts, finally cradling her face. “Gimme this mouth.” He tugged her until their lips met.

The kiss was urgent. His tongue danced against hers, he angled her head to where he wanted it, taking her to a whole new level of soul kissing. His chest was firm and hot beneath her palms. As his mouth shifted, she tasted her own musk, a hint of mint, and the heady, masculine flavor she recognized as wholly his.

When she’d started to relax into the kiss, he pulled away and licked a path to the valley of her cleavage. “Offer these big beauties to me. Like you did with that pretty *. Hold ’em up so I can taste ’em as long as it suits me.”


Her heart thumped as she cupped her palms under her breasts, pushed them together and lifted for his perusal.

“Look at you. So obedient.” Kade’s hands were braced on her upper back and he angled her closer, so he could suck both nipples. One right after the other. A very low, very satisfied male noise rumbled across her flesh and she trembled.

Every wet pull of his mouth reawakened the buzzing tingle between her thighs. Sky found herself rocking into him, searching for any friction as his sex rubbed against hers.

Not that the man could take a hint. He ignored her subtle signals and did as he pleased, which if Sky was completely honest, pleased her to no appreciable end.

But still, she was dying for him to progress to the next stage of this drawn-out seduction. She must’ve made a disgruntled noise because he muttered, “Impatient?” as he nibbled the ticklish curve by her left armpit.

“Yes. Please. More.”


“Who’s in control, Sky?”


“You are.”


“Remember that. Next time I ain’t gonna be so nice about remindin’ you.”


Oh wow. She had the tiniest desire to disobey him just to see what type of


“reminder” he employed.

Kade suckled her nipples deep and hard, using his teeth to skirt the edge of pain that bordered on bliss. He’d back off and nuzzle the fleshy mounds, gently lapping at the reddened peaks, blowing a soft stream of air over the damp tips to see them constrict.

Then he’d begin again.

It was the most delicious torture she’d ever experienced.

He placed her hands to his shoulders and pressed his forehead to hers as he scooted her hips forward. “Take me in slowly. I want you watchin’ as my cock sinks inside you.”


Skylar looked down as Kade thumbed his erection away from his belly. She saw the thick head circle her opening, and become slippery with her arousal. After the first couple inches she couldn’t see anything so she closed her eyes and lost herself in the feeling of all that thick male hardness filling her.

“Just a little more. Goddamn that feels good,” he panted against her throat. “You’re so wet. It’s a f*ckin’ turn on.”


This verbally explicit side of gentleman cowboy Kade McKay turned her on to epic levels.

She paused when he was fully seated inside her, tilting her pelvis to grind against his.

Perspiration coated her skin. Her pulse pounded in her throat, in her nipples, between her legs. A single bead of sweat trickled down the side of Kade’s neck and she dipped her head to catch the droplet on her tongue. Mmm. Salty. She licked the wet trail back up to his ear. “Tell me what to do, Kade.”


“Ride me, baby.”


“Always thinking like a cowboy.”


“Can’t help what I am. Oh yeah. I like that.”


“See? I don’t need a horse when I have you around to ride.”


His chuckle turned into a groan when she began to lift and lower faster. Kade’s mouth sought hers, as his hands seemed determined to touch every millimeter of her damp skin.

Time stopped as they moved together. Two lovers locked in passion. Fast. Frantic.

Needy.

Kade’s hips thrust up on her every downstroke. Her clit vibrated and pulsed in response to the grinding motion. “Yes. Oh yes. Don’t stop.” She barely withheld a scream as the climax knocked her sideways.

He groaned against her throat. “I’m right behind you. Come on, baby, squeeze me tight with your cunt muscles. That’s it. That’s so it.”


With their bodies plastered together, she reveled in the slick feel of his rougher skin scraping on her softer curves. The urgency of his pumping hips.

“Fuck.” His head dropped back on the couch cushion. His cock throbbed and jerked inside her, she swore she could feel his heat through the latex as he came. She shamelessly watched the concentrated look on his face morph to satisfaction.

After his last drawn-out groan, Sky buried her face in the curve of his neck, letting her lips travel along the strained muscles, tasting the sweat on his skin.

“Yeah. See, makin’ love on the couch ain’t so bad.”


“True.”


“I’m likin’ this nekkid rule. A lot.”