T-Rex growled and finished the job. Then he ran his hand over her buttocks and scooped her up by the backs of her thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist. Pressing her against the slick tiles of the shower wall, he kissed her hard, sliding his tongue into her mouth as his erection nudged her opening.
He lifted his head, dragging in a lungful of steadying air. “Tell me no now, if that’s what you want.”
“You’re kidding, right?” Sierra shook her head and eased her body downward, taking him inside her. “I want you. Please, don’t stop now.”
Her channel welcomed him, wet, warm and tight around him.
He eased into her slowly, all the way, giving her time to adjust to his girth. Once he was buried to the hilt, he asked, “Are you all right?”
“Oh, my,” she said, her voice hitching. “More than all right. More, please.”
He chuckled and pulled almost all the way out before reversing the direction.
“Harder,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and tightening her legs around his waist. “Faster,” she urged.
He thrust into her again and again, establishing a rhythm as ancient as time. But he held back, refusing to release. He wanted her with him when he did.
As the water grew colder, T-Rex steeled himself to withdraw and set Sierra on her feet.
“What? Why did you stop? I was almost there,” she cried.
“I want you to enjoy this as much as I do,” he said.
“I am,” she said.
Still he rinsed them both, turned off the water and led her out of the tub onto the bath mat. With a warm, fluffy towel, he rubbed her skin dry.
Sierra returned the favor, lingering over his stiff erection. When she was done, she wrapped her towel around her body, while he wrapped his around his waist.
She took his hand and opened the door, poking her head out. “The coast is clear.”
“My room or yours?” he asked.
“I don’t care as long as we get there quickly.” Tightening her hold on his fingers, she ran across the hall and pushed into her bedroom, dragging him in behind her.
T-Rex closed the door and twisted the lock. “Now I can show you how a lady should be made love to.”
“I was counting on that,” she said with a smile and let the towel around her drop to the floor.
* * *
SIERRA WATCHED AS T-Rex released his hold on his towel and the soft terry cloth fell, exposing the man’s magnificent shaft, jutting out in front of him.
When he’d been inside her, she could barely breathe, he was so thick and...and...sweet love, he was so big. She couldn’t wait to have him back inside her, filling that empty place she hadn’t known ached for a man like him.
Taking his hand, she backed toward the bed. When the backs of her legs bumped into the mattress, she smiled. Oh, yes. This would be a night she’d remember for a very long time. She didn’t want to waste a moment of it.
About to scoot her bottom up onto the bed, she was surprised when T-Rex swung her legs out from under her and laid her on the mattress.
She laughed. “I was getting there.”
He stepped between her legs and leaned down to capture her earlobe between his teeth. “I know. But you were taking too long. I have plans for you.”
She widened her legs and leaned back on her elbows. “Plans? Sounds tempting.” Sierra lowered her eyelids to half-mast, her heart pounding at the deep, sexy way he was talking. What could be more exciting than what he’d already done to her in the shower?
T-Rex dragged his lips across her chin to capture her mouth, sliding his tongue alongside hers in a slow, arousing caress. He didn’t pause long, working his way down the column of her throat to the pulse beating wildly at the base of her neck.
She slid her hands over his impossibly broad shoulders, amazed at how hard the muscles were beneath his taut skin. Every move he made flexed them and made her want to touch his body all over.
T-Rex captured one of her breasts between his lips and rolled the tip until it hardened into a tight little bead. Then he moved to the other and lavished his attention on it.
Sierra arched off the bed, pressing her breast deeper into his mouth. He sucked hard on it and let go, trailing his mouth down her torso, alternately kissing, nipping and tonguing her skin as he moved lower. When he reached the tuft of hair over her sex, he paused to look up at her.
She felt as if she were perched on the edge of a precipice, waiting for him to draw her over.
He touched her entrance with the tip of his finger, sliding it into the warm, wet channel. Then he dragged it upward, parted her folds and slathered that little nubbin of flesh that held the key to her ultimate release. Swirling, stroking and flicking, he toyed with her until she was a writhing, moaning animal, twisting in the sheets.
If that wasn’t enough to make her crazed with lust, he bent his head to her and flicked her with his tongue. There. In that very special place.
Sierra dug her heels into the mattress and came up off the bed, crying out, “Rex!”
He chuckled. “Like that?”
“Oh, my. Oh, my. Oh, my,” she said, unable to form more coherent words when every nerve in her body was on fire with need. “Yes!”
Then he flicked her again and sucked her nubbin into his mouth, tonguing it over and over.
Sierra catapulted into the stratosphere, the tingling sensation graduating into lightning bolting through her from the molten core of her being to the very tips of her fingers.
As she rode the wave, she almost wanted to cry. This was right in so many ways. What T-Rex was doing to her was how it should always have been.
Before she came down from the incredibly beautiful high, she tugged on T-Rex’s hair, urging him to come up her body and join her in the most intense pleasure she’d ever experienced.
He crawled up and settled between her legs. Then he kissed her and thrust deep inside her, filling her to full, prolonging her release to match his.
Again and again he thrust, until his body tensed, he thrust one last time and buried himself in her channel. His shaft throbbed inside her. He threw back his head and clenched his teeth so tightly his jaw twitched.
After a long, exquisite moment, Sierra floated back to earth.
T-Rex dropped down on top of her and rolled them both to their sides, his arms around her, pulling her close. He stroked her hair silently and held her until his breathing returned to normal.
Sierra burrowed into his muscular body and rested her hand on his chest. She’d promised not to expect commitment from him. But she couldn’t imagine going through life without ever doing that again. The man could have ruined her for all others.
Chapter Twelve
T-Rex woke before sunrise, warm, content and naked. Lying in a strange room with Sierra’s body snuggled up against his was just about as close to heaven as he could imagine.
He eased his arm out from under her and stared down at the woman lying in the bed beside him.
Her blond hair fanned out on the pillow, and her mouth turned up in a sexy smile as if she was dreaming about making love. To him.
He bent to gently brush a kiss across her forehead. He’d never made love to a woman with such intensity and desire. And she’d responded in kind, her cries as free and powerful as her release.
Her ex-husband had been a fool. This woman was kind, gentle and caring. But the passion hidden beneath her beautiful and soft exterior was everything a man could dream of. The man fortunate enough to capture her heart would be a lucky person indeed.
The urgent need to relieve himself reminded him there was a world out there, and he’d be expected to join it soon. His only regret to the night before was that he’d have to get out of the bed and leave this woman for a day of hunting in the hills. He’d much prefer to remain in the warmth of her arms and make love to her all day long.
He slid from the bed, careful not to disturb her. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he left her room for his own, grabbed clothes and entered the bathroom. A quick, cold shower helped to reinforce his need to go to work, reducing his lusty thoughts enough he could think of the task ahead.
He would join the team in their search through the hills to find the cave with the cache of weapons. Unless the sheriff’s department had captured them trying to leave the valley and relocate their store of rifles and whatever else they might have stashed away. He could always hope. Then he could stay where he was and spend the day in bed with Sierra.
But she had a job to do and a tour with the day care kids.
T-Rex sighed. Soon he was combed, dressed and ready to attack the day. When he pulled open the bathroom door, he almost ran into Sierra.
She stood in front of him, her hand raised to knock. Her beautiful long blond hair tumbled around her shoulders in wild abandon, but she had dressed in jeans and a long-sleeved blouse. Her cheeks turned a charming shade of pink, and she dipped her head. “Good morning.”
T-Rex drew her into his arms and bent to nuzzle her ear. “Hey, beautiful.”
“Ha. You’re showered and shaved. I’m a mess.”
“A gorgeous mess.” He tipped her chin up and stared down into her eyes. “I wanted to stay in bed all day.”
She sighed. “Me, too. But I promised Brenda I’d go with the moms and kids to the park at Yellowstone today.”
“And you can’t disappoint the kids.” He bent to touch his lips to her forehead. “Need help scrubbing your back in the shower?” he whispered.