Divine Phoenix(Divine Creek Ranch 10)(95)

Involuntarily, her hips flexed and her cunt rippled with tension at the contact. She wrapped her arms around his back and threw back her head as he began to move in small, gentle strokes. Her heart pounded at his care for her, and she felt more hot tears slip from her eyes.

“You feel so good, Lily. So tight and soft. I love your pussy.”

He thrust harder, and she felt the flickering, dancing echoes of an orgasm as she thrust back against him with each stroke. Her body vibrated with tension, wound so tight it felt ready to explode any second.

Pleasure welled inside her, and she joyfully whispered, “It’s coming, Del, it’s coming! Oh! Del!” She felt immensely powerful as she moved beneath him, taking the pleasure he gave her so freely.

Her pussy convulsed and contracted over and over again, and she cried out in triumph when he threw his head back and howled at the same moment she came a second time. He trembled all over and thrust hard one last time before finally stilling. Their bodies were locked together in a sweaty, undulating tangle of arms and legs. His long, blissful moan was the most beautiful music to her ears, and she held to him tightly as they gasped for breath.

Feeling like a limp noodle, she allowed it when he held her to him snugly and rolled onto his back with his pulsing cock still lodged deep inside her. Both Clay and Del were unbelievably strong to accomplish that move in this condition, and she loved it.

That brought Clay to mind, and she wondered what he was doing at that moment. Hopefully he was at home, asleep in his bed, and she wished he was there with them. The thought made her smile.

Del laid his hands on her damp back and trailed his palms down to her ass cheeks and squeezed gently. She loved his hands on her body.

“I don’t have to ask if that was good. Are you all right?”

She nodded and whispered, “I’m perfect, cowboy.”

Plastered to him, sticky, hot, and breathless, she was completely, utterly satisfied. It was absolutely perfect.





Chapter Twenty-Three




Lily awakened to the sound of the shower starting. The spot where Del had lain next to her all night was still warm with his body heat. When Clay had awakened next to her, they hadn’t left the bed until he’d made love to her a second time. Worries crowded Lily’s mind, and she wondered if Del had awakened with regrets over last night.

She pulled the sheets to her shoulder, rolled to her side, and buried her face in his pillow and breathed in his masculine scent. A lump formed in her throat as memories of the night before surfaced in her sleepy thoughts. They’d shared a lot, and it would be impossible to turn back now. He knew about the mark. He’d told her that he loved her, but men said sweet words in the heat of the moment all the time.

A few minutes later, he returned to the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. She opened her eyes, and he looked over at her. The tender smile that crossed his face spoke so much more than words could have. He made a beeline for her, and her heart leaped at the sight of his semierect state. The fact that he would still want her in the light of day and look at her like that, confirming his words from last night, made the lump in her throat swell.

He sat down beside her and laid a gentle hand on her back as she rested her head on his pillow and sniffled. She felt foolish over the tears of relief but couldn’t stop them from coming.

“Hey.” He stroked up and down her bare back. “None of that. What’s got you upset this morning?” He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her shoulder blade.

Certain that her face was now red, her nose swollen, and her eyes bloodshot, Lily replied, “Was it real? Did I dream what happened between us last night?”

Del smiled and continued stroking her, his hand straying steadily farther and farther down her back. “If you did, I’m going to be really pissed off.” She giggled when he smacked her butt gently. “Now, get this beautiful ass out of bed before I rejoin you and make us both late. I’ll start breakfast.”

“You’re spoiling me.”

Del paused and looked at her for a moment, an indiscernible look on his face. “I’m making it my mission.”

She joined him at the table a little while later, ready for work. This time they set an extra place, knowing that Clay would be there any moment to take her to the shop. It made her feel special that even though he’d arranged for Del to cart her back and forth, he somehow still managed to show up out there. Being missed by somebody was going to take some getting used to.

She poured Del a cup of coffee and asked, “How did you sleep last night?”

A crooked grin curved his lips, and the look in his bedroom eyes spoke volumes. “I had another good night. It’s kind of hard not to when I had you filling my arms, all warm and curvy.” Her temperature elevated at his words and the hot look that came into his eyes. “The last two nights have been needed for a long time.”