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Liberty would never belong to any man. But that didn’t stop him from wishing she was . . . or from bringing her home when he knew it was a mistake.
Now here he stood in the bedroom of Corbin’s trailer looking down at the most beautiful woman he’d ever met in his life lying naked on the mattress and he didn’t regret reneging on his oath to stay away from her. Not for one second. He had told her that he needed her, but the ache he felt inside was so much more than need. She had become an all-consuming necessity. Like air and water.
All he could hope for was that if he glutted himself on her, the feeling would go away.
“Are you just going to stand there staring, cowboy?” she said in a husky voice that made him harder than he already was. Her eyes trailed over his naked body before they settled on his flagrant erection. “Or are you going to make good on your claim?”
“Oh, I’m going to give you that third orgasm, darlin’. But first I want to look my fill.” His gaze slid over every inch of her body from the tip of her toes that were surprisingly nail polish free to the ends of her hair that was spread out on his pillow like raven’s wings.
She wasn’t a curvy woman. Her breasts weren’t large or her hips full. And yet, she had a sex appeal that took his breath away. Maybe it was her long, lean legs that seemed to go on forever. Or her small breasts that rested on her rib cage like two perfect scoops of vanilla ice cream topped with plump ripe raspberries. Or the sweet spot shadowed by her toned thighs.
Most women he dated, shaved completely or had a thin strip of pubic hair. But Liberty wasn’t most women. Like a small black velvet gift box, neatly trimmed dark hair hid the treasure he desired most.
Unable to wait to open the gift a second longer, he knelt on the mattress and picked up her foot. He kissed the high arch and all five unpainted toes before he lowered it and spread her legs.
The sight of her glistening center took his breath away. He didn’t hesitate to lower his head. As he intimately kissed her with lips and tongue, he watched her face to gauge what she liked best. When he found the right tempo of tongue flicks, he gloried in the sight of her coming apart. She held nothing back. She cussed. She moaned. She gripped the sheets in tight fists. She tightened her thighs on his head as if she wasn’t ever going to let him go.
He would have gladly stayed there forever. But she finally came down from her orgasm and her eyes opened and her green-eyed gaze found him.
“Get inside me,” she whispered.
He followed her order. Once he had a condom on, he slipped inside her still-clenching sheath. Damn, it was a perfect fit. He had to count to twenty and breathe deeply to keep from coming right then and there.
Then she went and ruined his composure by hooking those long legs around his hips, tipping her pelvis, and taking him even deeper into her heavenly warmth.
“Jesse,” she said his name in a half moan half groan that dissolved the last of his restrain as a tidal wave of need and emotions consumed him.
There was no more holding back. No more hiding from the things this woman made him feel. She had stripped away his shield, leaving all his emotions completely exposed, and there wasn’t anything he could do about it.
“Damn you.” He thrust deep. “Damn you.”
She hooked her arms around his shoulders and met his next thrust with fire in her green eyes. “No, damn you, Jesse Cates. Damn you to hell and back.”
She took him to hell and back. She took him into a fiery inferno that burned right through his soul. When he thought he couldn’t take one second more, she pulled him out of the flames and thrust him straight into heaven.
As his orgasm hit, he chanted her name over and over again.
“Lib. Lib. Lib.”
He came back to earth to find her smiling up at him. “That’s my name, darlin’, don’t wear it out.”
For once, he didn’t have a clever retort. He was too blown away by what had just happened. He knew what sex was and this hadn’t been it. He didn’t know what it had been, but it hadn’t been sex. And once again, he was scared shitless.
Without saying a word, he got out of bed and headed into the bathroom. After disposing of the condom, he stood in front of the sink and stared at his reflection. His face was pale and his eyes terrified.
“I take it you’re not a cuddler after sex.”
He turned to see Liberty standing in the doorway completely dressed. He knew he should say something, but he didn’t know what. So he just shook his head.
She studied him with those intense green eyes for a long moment before she shrugged. “Me either. I need a ride back to my car.”
Once they were on their way back to the Hellhole, he tried to apologize for his weird behavior. “Look, Libby, I’m sorry. I’m not good at . . .” He let the sentence drift off because he didn’t know what this was. If it wasn’t casual sex, what was it?
She held up a hand. “You don’t have to apologize, Jesse. I’m a big girl who can handle a one-night stand.”
He should be happy she wasn’t making any demands or expecting more than he could give. Except he wasn’t happy. He felt angry and confused . . . and needy. One night hadn’t been enough to satisfy that need. He wanted more. He wanted more of her body and her mind and her challenges and her laughter. And yet, he couldn’t bring himself to say it. All he could do was sit there like a pathetic fool and stare out the windshield.
When they got to the Hellhole, the parking lot was completely empty except for her SUV. He pulled next to it and then opened his door, intending to get out and go around to help her out. But she got out and was in her car before he could even make it around the front of his truck. She didn’t wave or look at him once as she pulled away.
