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A Perfect Fit(15)

By:Tory Richards
 
 
 
“Okay, okay,” she mumbled with irritation. “Keep your pants on, cowboy.” She yawned and fumbled for the door handle. “Thanks for the ride home.”
 
 
 
He was surprised she made it out of the hummer before it dawned on her where they weren’t.
 
 
 
“Where the hell are we?” She looked around with a frown between her eyes. “Are we at a ranch?” She put her hands on her hips in a challenge that only amused Beau. “Why?”
 
 
 
“Because it will be safer here.” He walked around the vehicle to join her. “This is my place. Kirk is the only one who knows where you are.”
 
 
 
“I think you and Kirk have forgotten that I’m not a child.”
 
 
 
Beau’s gaze roamed down her body slowly. He ignored her sound of annoyance. By the time they made eye contact again, he realized he was facing a wound up tigress. “There’s no way I’d ever mistake you for a child, honey.” He saw her hand coming with enough time to catch it in mid-air. He pulled her sharply against him and she caught her breath. “Relax. I happen to like a woman with meat on her bones.”
 
 
 
To both their surprise he lowered his head and kissed her roughly, thoroughly. She resisted, but it didn’t last long. As soon as he curled his arm around her waist, she relaxed against him and kissed him back. He smiled inwardly, deciding to take his time.
 
 
 
Her mouth opened to his probing tongue and then they were exploring the warm secrets of each other’s mouths. Sounds of hunger surrounded them in the darkness and fueled Beau’s need for more. Her soft body was pliant in his arms, and he took advantage by exploring her curves with long, sweeping caresses. The feel of her fully rounded ass beneath his hands, the smooth curve of her hips and waist, and the fullness of her breasts kept his cock hard and pounding behind his zipper.
 
 
 
With a growl, he turned Marissa and pushed her up against the hummer. Their caresses became wild with hunger. They seemed to be racing toward the same thing. Marissa’s hands went to the edge of his shirt behind his back. She inched her way beneath the material to his bare skin. Fire licked his flesh where her hands touched him, moving up his back to his shoulders and then down again, lightly leaving her mark on him with her sharp nails.
 
 
 
As they continued to devour each other’s lips Beau lifted Marissa’s sweater so he could reach the bounty beneath. He shaped and cupped her breasts, then broke his kiss to love them with his mouth. Marissa cried out and arched her back when his mouth closed over one lace covered globe. He took his time nibbling and sucking her sweet flesh, tonguing her hard little nipples until she was gasping and squirming uncontrollably against him.
 
 
 
“Damn, I want to fuck you again,” he rasped, his control barely holding on by a thread. “Right here, right now!”
 
 
 
Marissa didn’t say anything but her actions revealed she wasn’t against the idea. She was moaning and rubbing her hand up and down his hard cock as if she wanted to start a fire. There was nothing gentle about her demanding caresses and that was just fine with him.
 
 
 
Then out of the darkness, someone cleared their throat. “Excuse me.”
 
 
 
Marissa released a little cry and pushed Beau away. He recognized his brother Blade’s voice, turning in the direction it came from. However, it was too dark to see him.
 
 
 
“Don’t mean to interrupt but I thought something might be up when you didn’t come inside right away.”
 
 
 
“That’s okay, we were just about to,” Beau replied, his voice hoarse with desire.
 
 
 
He gently took Marissa by the arm and guided her through the darkness toward the house. The light was on in the kitchen. He followed Blade up the steps and through the door. Once inside, he introduced them.
 
 
 
“Marissa Lambert, my brother, Blade.”
 
 
 
Blade nodded his head. “Nice to meet you, ma’am.”
 
 
 
“Nice to meet you,” Marissa returned.
 
 
 
Beau grinned when he noticed her surprised inspection of his brother. He told her they were identical triplets yet they all managed to have their own look. Their faces and body type were identical, but Blade had long black hair that he kept tied back, his face a darker tan because he preferred the outside.
 
 
 
“Miss Lambert is a client, Blade. And she’ll be my guest for a while.”