4. Six of Them

CHAPTER 4

SIX OF THEM

BIG D

"Wake up, sugar lips," I whisper in Kallie's ear, then inhale her lobe into my mouth, teasing my tongue along the ridge.

"Mmm." She's out, eyes closed, and curled into a ball.

I hate leaving her this morning, but Storm texted Duke is heading into town to pick up fresh donuts for the team and his wife and kids. He'll meet me on the corner. Otherwise, I'd have a good ten-mile walk back to the ranch, at least.

God, she's fucking gorgeous. I brush a curl from her face and wish we could have more time together. This would be the perfect view to wake up to every morning. In fact, I take my phone and snap a photo of sleeping beauty, not something I typically making a habit doing after a one night stand.

I finally tear my eyes away from her and observe the condition of the room, replaying all the highlights of our wild night here.

There's the door, where I had her back up against it after we entered her room, kissing her madly, linking our hands above her head. The way she ground on my knee between her thighs had prompted me to ask my first question."That's it, ride my leg cowgirl. Damn, how long has it been since you broke things off with your ex?"

"Three months. Congratulations. Looks like you're my rebound, cowboy," she'd moaned, breathless between kisses, tackling the buttons of my shirt. I've never been happier to be a rebound in my life than at that moment.

The path of our clothes was strewn about from when we stripped each other down. I'd picked her up and landed her pretty ass on the dresser, where I ripped off the last piece, her panties.

"And how long since that dickhead gave you an orgasm?" My thumb brushed against her slick slit with this second question.

"Six months," she hissed. "But in all honesty, the last year of our time together had been dismal at best. He, um, cheated on me with my maid of honor, Marissa. They carried on an affair, maybe still are, for all I know." Her face lowered, shaking from side to side.

I couldn't have her sad and thinking of another man while she was in my arms. I plucked her chin up with my finger and thumb. "There should be a special place in hell for a guy who would treat you like shit. I never would. Tell you what. Tonight, I'll give you six toe-curling orgasms before we're through, one to make up for each month that you should have been good and thoroughly fucked. I promise."

"You are such a dirty and funny cowboy." She laughed at me, only ratcheting my need to succeed in this challenge even higher. "I have a difficult enough of a time managing to have one orgasm. I'd settle for just one good one with you."

"Never settle, baby, when you could have the best."

"My, you're so cocky."

"Why do you think they call me Big D?"

There's the end of the bed where I knelt between her legs and gave her three with my tongue and fingers. Where I'd lapped up her sweet essence, then I carried her to the bathtub. I let her ride me for her fourth, and my first, then we bathed in the bubbles together, talking, laughing. She admitted taking baths is her favorite thing in the world. Everything felt so easy with her.

My name moaning from her lips as she came each time still echoes in my ear. A sound I won't forget anytime soon.

I stand and gather my clothes and get dressed. My phone pings with a text from Duke saying he'll be here in about five minutes and I'd better get my dick back in my pants and be waiting outside.

With a sigh, I pick up the empty tiny tequila bottles and candy bar wrappers and throw them away, the evidence from when we raided the mini fridge together after the bath. They were the sustenance we needed before I attempted to give her the final two orgasms I'd promised in bed.

I slid into her wet channel, stretching her tight walls and fucking her. First, on her back, where her nails dug into my skin and she begged for harder, faster, more, then on her hands and knees, until she came and passed out right as I finished.

I laid here until the sunrise, watching her sleeping beside me, thinking about my life and my future. A night like this can change a man. It was perfect. She shouldn't forget me anytime soon. She'd probably have trouble walking today.

The truth is, I wouldn't forget her.

I perch on the edge of the bed next to her again, my weight making the mattress groan. My knuckles caress her cheek. "Hey, sweetheart. Wake up. I have to go. But I'd like your number. I don't know when or how, but I want to see you again."

Dang, I haven't wanted something more than a one nighter in a long, long time. Saint would probably laugh at me and tell me I'm going soft. He's such a man whore. Guess I've been one too these past couple of years. I haven't had a woman who makes me want more until last night.

"Mmm." She shifts in the bed, turning flat on her back, the sheet falling below the soft swell of her breasts. Her nipples harden from the cool air-conditioned room. I swallow. Fuck me. If Duke wasn't about to pick me up, I'd undress and lie with her longer. But cowboy life is done for the summer. Time to get back to hockey conditioning camp and back to my real life.

Screw it, the temptation of a perfectly pink nipple proves too much. I lean in and latch my lips to it, twirling the peak slowly with my tongue. Her skin, smooth like velvet, tantalizes, enticingly sweet like the vanilla lotion she spread on after we bathed. I inhale her womanly scent one more time. When a gasp escapes her lips, I let her nipple go with a pop.

"Morning, Kallie." I smile up at her sleepy eyes and wink.

"Hi. Wh-what time is it?"

"Time for me to go, unfortunately. I took the liberty of ordering you some coffee. The room service should deliver it soon. I put a twenty on the dresser to pay for it and a tip."

"Thanks. I think." She pulls the sheet over her and rubs her eyes, then focuses on me, like she's trying to recall all the details of our night together. Maybe I gave her a concussion, loving on her so good like I did. "Cody, about last night, um…"

At least she remembers my name.

"Guess I proved you wrong. One orgasm wasn't enough. You should never settle, baby." I thread our fingers together. She bites her bottom lip. My self control wears thin. "Listen. I want to see you again. Give me your number."

"Oh. Um…" Why is she hesitating?

"Come on, darlin'. Don't break my heart before we've even started. I can't be just your rebound guy. Not after last night."

"It's just that I don't live here. I'm leaving for Austin later today."

There's a plot twist I didn't see coming. In my head, I'd already started figuring out where in the fall hockey schedule I could squeeze in another trip to Montana. Looks like I'm Austin-bound instead.

My phone buzzes. Shit. I take it out. That's Duke texting, pissed I'm not outside waiting.

"That's okay. I live in L.A. Let's just keep in touch. You never know when our paths might cross again."

She opens and closes her mouth like she wants to discuss it more. But then she rattles off her number. I ignore another text from Duke, and quickly save her number under Rodeo Queen.

"I have to go, but I'm shit at goodbyes, so…" One last time, I kiss her lips, lingering there with her, hoping there's more to come in our future.

I finally pull myself away and shuffle to the door, but turn for one last gaze at her.

"Wait. Did you really give me six um…?" Her eyes wide, she's fully awake now, as the realization hits her.

With a cocky smile, I nod. "See you soon, darlin'." I leave her there to linger in the bliss I'd brought her, certain she's wanting more. I think that's a very good place to leave a woman. She'll be ready for me when I call her. Soon.