Stealing Hearts (Wild at Heart #1)(47)

With my elbow, I wipe my mouth. He helps me up, and I stand there as he rips open a gold packet and rolls on a condom over his swollen flesh. I expect him to pull me onto his lap.

Instead, he tosses me on the bed, and I land with a laugh. And then his head is between my thighs.

He nibbles my pussy lips before he spreads me apart and takes a long lick up my core, pausing right before he reaches my clit. I push his head down, but he chuckles and licks around the spot where I need him. Then he sinks two thick fingers into me, and I squeal.

His eyes are riveted to where he sinks in and out of me. I can hear my arousal, slick on his hand. After a few moments, this brilliant man curls those fingers and he finally sucks on my clit.

I thrash underneath him. “Yes! There!”

“Shh.”

I cover my mouth with one hand and grip his hair with my other. I hold him to me as he licks and sucks.

Our eyes meet. His are dark as pitch. Fevered. A reflection of my own.

My legs drop open, and that dirty man pauses to lick his other finger and then drop it down to my asshole where he slowly pushes into me.

Two sucks later, I fly apart with a scream that I barely manage to muffle.

Panting, I lie there boneless. He slides up the bed, somehow keeping that finger in my ass. He gives it a wiggle, and I laugh. “Found something there you like, huh?” I ask sleepily.

“You have no fucking idea,” he grunts as he crawls over me.

One breath later, he sinks his thick cock into me. It’s a slow slide because he’s so thick, but the fullness is magical with the pressure of his finger in the back. “Oh, my God, Rhett.”

His other arm comes around me, and he kisses me deep as he bottoms out.

I draw my legs around his waist, which makes him sink deeper, and we both groan. Slowly, he pulls back, almost all the way out, before he slams back in, and that incredible pressure builds again. Our slick bodies slap together, and he wiggles that finger, and I detonate again.

I shove my face into his neck as I come with a scream. He thickens between my thighs and a second later releases with hard pulses. I feel each and every one as I quiver and shake in his arms.

Panting, he rests his forehead on my chest. When he lifts it, his hair is going every which way, and the concern in his eyes puts me on alert. “Are you okay, baby? I didn’t…” He frowns. “I didn’t mean to get carried away. That was kinda rough. I should’ve—”

I put my finger over his swollen lips. “That was perfect. I like it rough.” Apparently. Who knew?

“You do?”

He sounds so shocked, I laugh. “I came twice, which is a personal record. So please don’t apologize.” My throat is hoarse from all that screaming.

“You tell me immediately if anything we ever do is too much.”

“Yes, sir.” His dick kicks once more in my body, and I chuckle.

Now I really am boneless, and when he slides out of me, I groan and flop on the bed. He returns from the bathroom a moment later with a warm washcloth and cleans me up. I’m so impressed with his manners. “I’m going to leave a review for you on Yelp. It’ll say, ‘Fabulous curb-to-curb sex service.’”

He smirks, turns me on my side, and smacks my butt. “Smartass.”

When he slides into bed, he pulls me to his warm body, and I throw my leg over his and curl into his hard chest.

“Mmm. You feel so good,” I mumble.

Rhett kisses my forehead. “So do you, wildflower. Too good.”

I want to ask him what that means, how something could feel too good, but I fall asleep.





22





RHETT




I whistle as I shovel out the stall, and Beau gives me a look. “Someone’s in a good mood.”

“It’s a lovely day.” I’ve been replaying last night in my mind all morning. Paige is… well, she’s spectacular. Waking up with that woman is about the best thing I’ve experienced in years.

He chuckles. “If I had to bet, I’d say you got laid.”

My smile evaporates. “If you say one word about my wife, we’re gonna have a problem, brother.”

He laughs harder and holds up his hand. “I would never say anything about sweet, beautiful Paige Lewis.”

“That’s right. Let’s keep it that way. And it’s Paige Walker now, in case you didn’t get the memo.”

I exit the stall with the wheelbarrow, and he closes it behind me. “Does this mean she’ll be sticking around after those six months?”

I shrug. “Not sure.”

“Why’s that? Y’all obviously get along well, and anyone with two eyes can see how well she fits in with the family. Even the boys are warming up to her.”

I pause to take off my work gloves and get a drink of water. “I told her I want her to be fully rehabbed before she makes any decisions. That girl’s been doing gymnastics and cheer since she was little. Where’s she gonna use those skills in Wild Heart? She’s an elite athlete, Beau. I can’t ask her to stay so she can be a rancher’s wife.”

His expression goes flat. “Are you serious?”

“I just want what’s best for her. Danny would want me to push her to go after what she really wants and not… not settle.”