Cougar in Texas: 3 (Rugged and Risque) Read online

  Caleb grinned at her. “Go do whatever you have to do. I’ll be back.”

  Watching him go was a foregone conclusion before he even walked off. The man had one hell of an ass.

  That’s because he’s only in his twenties.

  She had to brush off the thought, because tonight she was determined to see if something more substantial than lust existed between them. Perhaps the encouragement from her community made her feel this way. Obviously, speculation of her involvement with Caleb set right with her friends. She’d known they’d taken her side with the Tommy debacle, but she really hadn’t thought they’d jump on her rebound bandwagon with such enthusiasm. It increased her optimism, helping her to believe the chance she was taking was a smart one.

  She finished the filets and drizzled sauce over them. She loaded up the plates with asparagus and potatoes. The garnishes were already set out on the table.

  Caleb appeared, spiffed up in clean jeans and a white button-down shirt. Nadine had been right about him from the get-go. He really was one good-looking son of a gun. She smiled as he pulled the chair back for her. She’d lit two tapered candles in the center of the table and had set out the Gerbera daisy in a tall, slim glass as the centerpiece.

  “You realize everything you do makes my day, right?” he asked in a low voice.

  Her head tilted to the side. “No. I really haven’t done anything.”

  He eyed the stem in its makeshift vase, then his gaze shifted to the filet on his plate. “Yeah, you have. This is perfect. Beats the hell out of a five-star restaurant, though I’d happily treat you to that. It’s just so much more…real here. So honest. Intimate.”

  Everything she’d been looking for herself. Swallowing down a lump of emotion, she said, “Tommy always liked me to go out of my way for him. All the time. I didn’t mind at first. I wanted him to be happy. But after a while, when you know you’re being taken for granted, you start to resent not only the person who’s using you, but you begin to dislike yourself for allowing it to happen.”

  Caleb dropped a dollop of butter, followed by sour cream, onto his potato, then sprinkled on the chives. “I know what you’re saying. Maybe that’s why I see something different with you. I’m accustomed to women who are interested in me because of my family name and money. You haven’t even charged me for the room yet.”

  “We still haven’t negotiated a fair rate for a month’s rental.”

  “Most people wouldn’t think twice about that, Reese, when they know what I’m worth.”

  “Liza—and your purchasing the ranch—gave me a good idea. But I don’t care about what you’re worth,” she told him. “I know what it’s like to be used for monetary gain—on a much smaller scale, of course. The truth is, your family money is infinitely more intimidating than it is enticing to a woman like me.”

  “I had that feeling from the beginning.”

  She said, “I also don’t care for pretention—clearly, neither do you.”

  With a sharp shake of his head, he said, “No, I do not. A sore spot with my parents, but that’s a subject we’re best to steer clear of. Pretention is the order of the day for most of the Bennetts who comprise my family tree.”

  “I’ve wasted too much of my time trying to live up to someone else’s expectations. It must be much more difficult for you.”

  He shrugged. “I suppose I have a bit of a stubborn streak that helps me through it.”

  “And determination. You don’t strike me as the type to back down easily.”

  “No, I am not.”

  She admired the trait.

  They finished dinner while talking about the town and the more laid-back lifestyle in Wilder, a vast difference from Dallas, Caleb conceded. He told her he preferred the more casual environment.

  After coffee and more amiable conversation, he rinsed the dishes and she loaded them into the washer. He’d devoured the peach cobbler while raving about it and she’d silently thanked Luanne Dunham for her two additions to the dessert. All in all, Reese felt as though a little of her damaged pride had been healed this evening. Thanks to the sexy cowboy-vet.

  He pulled her into his arms and murmured against her temple, “That was an incredible meal.”

  “Glad you liked it.”

  His lips grazed her skin. “I like everything when it comes to you.”

  Reese’s thoughts ran the same direction. “I’m starting to think you’re a bit of a godsend.”

  A wicked glint flashed in his eyes. “That sounds much too angelic for the thoughts occupying my mind.”

  Her clit tingled and her cunt clenched. The erotic sensations he so easily sparked coursed through her. She wove her fingers through his hair at the nape of his neck. “Do tell.”

  He groaned. “I’d rather show you.”

  “Oh,” she said on a heavy sigh. “Okay.”

  With a low chuckle, he scooped her up in his arms again. He seemed to enjoy doing that. As he left the kitchen and crossed the hardwood floor to his suite, her excitement escalated.

  She whispered in his ear, “I’m not having any doubts tonight, nor am I answering any doors.”

  “Good to know, because I had a hell of time concentrating all day, knowing I was going to see you this evening. And knowing I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you.”

  “No need to restrain yourself,” she teased. It surprised her how lighthearted he made her feel. And sexy. A few days ago she would have thought it impossible to muster any sort of sensuality or feminine wiles. Even the provocative lingerie she typically bought at Ginger’s hadn’t helped her to feel alluring. But Caleb certainly did the trick. With very little effort.

  He carried her into the bedroom and set her on the edge of the mattress. He knelt before her and pulled off her shoes and socks. In turn she dragged his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor. Her hands skated over his muscles and she sighed dreamily.

  “God, you’re incredible to look at.”

  He moved between her parted legs and kissed her. His hands slid under her sweater and caressed her skin before he gripped the hem of the garment. Breaking the kiss, he whisked the material off her and just as quickly rid her of her strapless bra. He let out a low groan.

  “Damn, you make me hard in a heartbeat.”

  She smiled. “Your charm knows no bounds.”

  His chuckle was a strained one. “My tact seems to take leave when I’m with you.”

  “Not complaining.”

  He guided her down onto the bed and whispered in her ear, “I never did make good on my promise last night.”

  “What promise?”

  “To make you come again and again.”

  She moaned. “Considering how hot and bothered I get with your kisses alone, it won’t be too difficult.”

  “I intend to put some effort into it.”

  He’d fully closed the blinds, either in an attempt to block out the morning sun or potentially prying eyes, but a warm glow from the foyer chandelier filtered in through the opened door of the suite, framing his silhouette and giving his blue eyes a soft tinge.

  She ran a hand through his hair and said, “You couldn’t be more amazing if you tried.”

  He let out a low laugh, the comfortable sound resonating deep within her. “I’m far from amazing. Give me a few years, huh?”

  With a groan, she said, “Don’t remind me I’m older than you.”

  “Doesn’t exist in my mind. Though I bet you can show me a thing or two.” He winked.

  “Yeah, sure. I have so much worldly experience.”

  “I wasn’t talking about worldly experience.”

  “Have you forgotten I was the recipient of some of your moves last night? I don’t think you need to be taught a damn thing.”

  “Let’s see, shall we?” He kissed her again, long and deep. The kind of kiss she’d discovered could make her forget her own name.

  His tongue swept over hers with confidence as his fingers brushed across her belly, making her
flesh quiver. Then his hand moved upward to palm her breast. He gave it a titillating squeeze that sent hot magma oozing through her veins.

  He broke the kiss and his lips trailed over her jaw and down her throat. Reese’s breathing picked up. Restlessness instantly consumed her as she anticipated everything he’d do to her. His mouth pressed against her neck, then he gently nipped the flesh. Her body jolted. He soothed the love bite with his tongue as his hand massaged her bare breast.

  While he continued to tease the sensitive flesh just above her collarbone with his mouth, his thumb swept over her hard nipple, pebbling it tighter.

  She writhed beneath him. His touch was so electrifying it made her whimper softly. His hand slid lower, over the front of her jeans. He cupped her mound, then rubbed her labia through the denim covering her.

  “Caleb.” Intense sensations rocketed through her. How long had it been since a man had touched her there? She couldn’t even recall.

  He applied the perfect amount of pressure and the exhilaration built within her until she had to do something about the tension taunting her. She reached for the top button of her Levi’s and tugged, effectively pulling apart the upper portion of the fly. Caleb swiftly undid the remainder. Then his hand slid behind the band of her lacy thong panties and he let out a low grunt.

  She gripped his biceps as his fingertips grazed her pussy lips, sending a shot of adrenaline through her.

  “Oh God,” she muttered.

  He caressed her swollen folds and continued to kiss her neck, driving her wild. When he targeted her clit, she gasped. Her back arched and a tremor ran through her.

  With obvious determination to get her off, he stroked the sensitive bud and covered her mouth with his, kissing her deeply. The vigorous motion between her legs was so enticing and so needed, she knew she’d come within seconds.

  When he eased a long finger into her cunt, she tore her mouth from his, a small cry falling from her lips.

  She held him more tightly to her as he worked a second finger into the tight canal and pumped with skill and assertiveness. His heel rubbed the knot of nerves between her legs as her hips undulated.

  “That’s it,” he whispered against her neck, as if he could sense how close she was. “Come for me, sweetheart.”

  She was so close. Her nipples were impossibly hard and her pussy pulsated as she clutched his fingers. Every inch of her seemed to burn with desire. There was no way she could hold back when he stroked her a bit faster.

  “Caleb,” she murmured again. “That is so good.”

  “Come all over my fingers,” he said in a dark tone. “I want you wet, darlin’. Wet and ready for me.”

  Oh but she was ready for him! Dying to feel him inside her. But she was too lost in the climax rising within her to tell him so. Instead, she arched a bit farther, closed her eyes and let the rush of heat and desire flood her body.

  “Right there. Oh God, yes.” A powerful orgasm stole her breath. Her fingertips pressed into his muscles as the explosive sensations ripped through her. “Oh, Caleb! Yes!” Her body trembled and her inner walls clutched his fingers.

  She clung to him, her breathing ragged. He let out a sexy groan, as though making her come heightened his own arousal.

  “Jesus, Reese. I could do that to you all night long.”

  His fingers remained deep in her pussy as she rode out her climax. When the tremors ebbed, he withdrew his hand from her jeans and quickly divested her of them. He dragged her thong down her legs and tossed it aside as well.

  Reese resisted the urge to cover herself with her arms, a self-conscious reaction driven mostly by the fact Caleb was damn gorgeous. And given his skill set in the bedroom, she had no doubt he’d pleasured younger women with flatter bellies and firmer skin.

  Yet as he stared down at her, lust filled his eyes along with adoration.

  With his hands splayed along the inner portion of her knees, he spread her legs wide as he moved between them. His head dipped and his tongue swept over her pussy lips, making her hips buck at the intimate touch. Then he flicked her clit in featherlike strokes that had her squirming on the bed and panting softly.

  One of her hands curled around the comforter beneath her. The other twined in his hair. His aggressive ministrations ignited her insides and made her pulse race.

  He draped one of her legs over his shoulder as he moved in closer and licked her pussy. His mouth teased her. Excitement rippled through her and she shuddered. His lips gently tugged on her labia, then his tongue fluttered over her clit again, a tantalizing touch.

  “As I suspected,” she murmured, “you know exactly what you’re doing.”

  He pushed two fingers deep into her cunt again and massaged her inner walls. Soft whimpers fell from her lips as her arousal escalated. His mouth continued to pleasure her as he tongued the sensitive knot of nerves between her legs. Her inner thighs quivered and erotic sensations swelled within her.

  She released her hold on the comforter and his strands of hair. She caressed her breasts while Caleb edged her closer to another powerful climax. He worked her harder and faster, his fingers pumping within her as his tongue swept over her clit. She pinched and rolled her nipples, the heat and the tension blossoming deep within her.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “You are so good at that.”

  Her hips lifted and she pressed herself more firmly against his mouth.

  “Caleb.” The tension reached its pinnacle and she cried out. “Oh God, yes!”

  She squeezed her breasts as he plunged deep, and a fiery orgasm erupted.

  Her sharp moan filled the otherwise quiet room. Her body vibrated and her skin burned.

  Through ragged breaths, she said, “I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard.”

  He dropped kisses across her stomach and whispered against her flesh, “You taste damn good, darlin’.”

  Her cunt contracted around the fingers still inside her, an involuntary reaction to his sexy words.

  He groaned. “You’re nice and tight. Wet.”

  “Ready for you,” she assured him. “Caleb, make love to me.”

  He slowly withdrew from her and got to his feet. She watched in awe as he stripped off his clothes. He rummaged through his duffle bag and pulled out a string of condoms.

  An unexpected laugh bubbled in her throat. “Storing up for the winter?”

  Tossing the strand of packets on the nightstand, he said, “Been a long while since I’ve needed them.”

  She liked hearing that. She also enjoyed him standing before her in all his naked glory. He truly was a delicious hunk of a man. Pulling back the covers, she slipped between the sheets and he joined her, reaching for her instantly.

  He rolled onto his back and she straddled his lap. Leaning over him, she inhaled his masculine scent and felt the heat radiating from him. Her lips brushed over his smooth skin, up his lightly corded neck. Then she kissed him hungrily and he responded fervently. His hands roamed her body, gliding up and down her back, and then around to her front. He palmed her breasts and caressed them with slightly calloused hands, the friction adding to the stimulation.

  Her anticipation mounted. She couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. Ending their kiss, she reached for the condoms and tore one off the strip. Quickly she ripped open the packet and rolled the latex down his thick shaft. She shivered at the size of him.

  With her fingers wrapped around his base, she rose above him. His hands clasped her hips, partially restraining her.

  “Take it slow, darlin’.”

  She wasn’t interested in slow. He was fantastically built and she wanted him. Desperately.

  His tip penetrated her opening and she let out a sigh of sheer relief. Drawing him in an inch or so at a time, she savored the wonderful sensations he evoked as he filled and stretched her. His jaw clenched. His hands gripped her more forcefully, slowing her progress.

  “Damn, you are tight,” he repeated.

  “I know what I’m doing.” She dropped h
er hips and he sank into her. “Oh God.” Reese let out a low moan. “That is so good.”

  He kept her firmly in place, not allowing her to rock gently. She smiled.

  “Need a minute or two to catch your breath, cowboy?”

  A low hiss blew between his parted lips. “You wouldn’t want to push me to the edge too fast, now would you, darlin’?”

  Eyeing the remaining eleven condoms, she said, “Nothing wrong with practicing until we get it right.”

  He chuckled. “You won’t get an argument from me there.”

  His grip on her hips loosened. He guided her into a leisurely, sensual rhythm. His cock felt heavenly inside her, stroking her and hitting all the right spots. She splayed her palms against his massive chest and moved with him.

  “That’s it, sweetheart. Ride me slow and easy.”

  His hands shifted to her breasts. He toyed with the nipples, his thumbs skimming over them, keeping them taut. Her back arched and she pressed her hips farther down, grinding herself against him.

  A sharp grunt fell from his lips. “Greedy little thing.”

  “You just feel so damn good.”

  He playfully pinched her nipples. Exhilaration shot through her and her hips bucked, effectively picking up the pace. Caleb didn’t miss a beat. He thrust up into her, pushing a heavy breath of air from her lungs.

  “Yes,” she said in a throaty voice. “That’s exactly what I want.”

  His hands left her breasts. He held her at the dip of her waist and raised her slightly off his lap. His cock pulled almost from her pussy, but then his hips jerked and he thrust into her again.

  Her head dropped to his shoulder. “Fuck me,” she whispered. “Hard.”

  He pistoned into her until her breath came in raspy pants. Her deep moans of ecstasy seemed to spur him on. He thrust harder and faster.

  “Caleb.” Her voice was hoarse. “You’re going to make me come. Oh God, it feels so wonderful.”

  He grunted again. “You’re driving me wild.”

  He hammered into her and the huge sensations building inside her burst wide open and she cried out once more.

  “Yes! Caleb!”

  Her body quaked and her pulse pounded in her head. Her pussy contracted around his shaft, clenching it tight as she climaxed.