7. Amanda

Chapter 7

Amanda

I clasp my hands behind my back as I bend toward Leo’s big, thick cock. I inch my tongue out of my mouth and carefully touch the tip of it to him.

His body jerks when I run my tongue completely across the head.

“That’s enough.” He steps, almost staggering back. “Are you hungry?”

Starving. But not for food. I nod anyway.

“Me, too. I’m starving and looking forward to eating.”

“Did you bring food?”

“Nothing.”

“Then…oh…ah…”

“Wait here.” He strides away and is back in minutes with a blanket.

His jaw is clenched. “I was going to keep this going longer but I have little control around you. Playing is over.”

He spreads the blanket on the ground.

“Lie down,” he instructs.

I lie down and Leo kneels between my legs, putting his face nearly at my pussy. Then he spreads my folds and places his thumb against my clit.

There’s not enough pressure to make me come but still, the pleasure is amazing.

He pushes with his thumb, then pulls back repeatedly.

“Leo…” I grab a fistful of his hair. “I want you to eat me.”

“Soon.”

I grind my teeth together and moan as he swipes his tongue across my clit.

“Feel this, honey?”

“I do…I do…” I push my hips up.

“I don’t want to take you too fast. I want us to enjoy this.”

“You can take me fast, I’ll enjoy it, I swear.”

He laughs and flips me over onto my stomach sliding his body over mine. His cock rests heavy between my ass cheeks.

I grip the blanket when he pushes the tip between them and his cock nestles close to my opening.

His fingers tangle in my air and he pulls my head up. “Do you want me inside you this way?”

“I want you inside me any way. I don’t care as long as you let me come. I’m so wet I don’t think I’ll ever be dry.”

“Let me check that statement.”

He dips a finger inside me. “You’re right. My girl is tight too.”

His cock nudges harder against me and I arch my back. “Go in,” I pant.

“Not yet.” His lips caress my ear. “Since you’ve been so patient, I’ll give you a massage to relax you, hmm?”

“Okay, but start with my clit and don’t stop until I say I’m relaxed.”

He laughs. “Get up on all fours.”

I move quickly to obey.

“You’re so knotted up.” He kneads my ass, then my hips before moving to my thighs. His hands squeeze gently then he moves to my pussy and massages his palm across it.

I’m a quivering, wet bundle of need and I nearly faceplant when his tongue caresses my ass. His teeth nip and I whimper.

Then… oh …he presses his head closer and his tongue flicks across my pussy.

I lower my face to the blanket and keep my hips up toward his face.

He licks me again and I grunt his name. I’m aching, swollen and starved for him to slide that dick inside of me.

“Please,” I whisper, then louder. “Please.”

He sucks on my clit and I’m so close…so…then nothing.

Leo is gone.

“What…” I get up onto my knees my juices running down my thighs.

Then he’s walking back holding a couple of condoms. He tosses them onto the blanket then kneels before me and cups my sex.

I swear my eyes nearly roll back in my head. He massages my mound rhythmically.

“On your back,” he orders.

I think I bruise a rib I flop down so fast.

“Spread those legs wide open.”

He stares at my pussy. “I want this. Again. And again.”

“Then come get it.”

He rips open the packet and rolls on the condom. As he lowers himself, he says, “If I become a beast, tell me to stop. I’d rather die than hurt you.”

“Beast out, Leo. I trust you.”

Grabbing my ass, he raises my hips. “Incoming, baby.”

Then he buries himself in me.

I cry out from the fullness, from the rightness of this. “Like that…yes…fuck me…do me…”

His finger probes my ass and then he inserts it. The sensation robs me of thought. And I become wild. Clawing at him, digging my fingers into his firm ass, urging him to drive into me.

I bite his shoulder, telling him to go deeper, to drill me into the ground, to claim me and never stop.

I tear at my hair, at the grass off the edge of the blanket and as I let go, I find my voice and scream his name.

“Give it to me, Amanda. Your come belongs to me. Let me have it.”

I come on a sob of relief.

“Take mine now, honey. It’s just for you…”

My body shudders in tune with his as he jerks and ruts into me like a man possessed.

When he collapses on me, I think we’re done. My breathing is starting to even out as his fingers find my clit. He strokes and tugs and I’m airborne again.

I climb down from heaven wrapped in his arms. “That was perfect.”

His smile is teasing and smug at the same time. “That’s why he’s the king, honey.”

Leo

Searching. Longing. Fearing. Aching. Those were the way my years were spent until I found her again. She’s by my side where she’s meant to be. She’s mine and I’m hers. Everything is alright now.

The sky begins to darken, and I immediately sit up. I’ve been caught out in enough Texas storms to know how quickly the weather can get dangerous.

“Let’s go.”

My heart jumps when Amanda blinks away tears.

“Did I hurt you?” I’m horrified by the thought I caused damage of any kind to her.

She shakes her head. “It’s just seeing your back again. Those scars…and it doesn’t matter what you say, I know I’m the reason…”

I stop her. “Those aren’t scars to me honey. They’re marks of a warrior who went to battle to fight for his woman. And won. You hear me? He fucking won. Because we’re together.”

A smile curves her lips, and she lifts a brow. “Your woman?”

I blink. It never occurred to me that she might not think the same. “Aren’t you?”

“I am. I so am.” She smooths her hair back. “I didn’t think you…I mean…I’m a little awkward, I guess. I don’t know how to be…I don’t…”

I lean in for a quick kiss. “You don’t have to be anything or do or try. All I need is you by my side.”

I pass her change of clothes to her. “The storm might get nasty. We need to hurry home.”

She squints up at the sky as she dresses. “I’ve never had a home.”

“Yes, you have. Me. And you’re my home.”

She smiles. “How did I get so lucky in life?”

“I feel the same way, now move that sweet ass.” I push my feet into my boots, pack up our stuff, then help her onto her horse before I swing up into my own saddle.

We ride hard back toward the house and reach the barn as the storm clouds open up.

“Rest,” I tell her, guiding her to the loft. “We’ll dart to the house after the this slows down.”

I take care of the horses, then stand at the door to look outside. The rain falls down in sheets, drenching the land.

The loudness of the storm drowns out sound and Amanda and I are cocooned in a world of our own. My brothers are all busy with other tasks and won’t disturb us. My cock starts to harden again.

I shouldn’t want Amanda again this soon, but I do. I turn to head toward the ladder leading up to the loft then feeling uneasy, I stop.

Years of watching over others honed my senses. There’s a certain pattern to rainfall even in a heavy storm. When the pattern is disturbed, it means something is moving through the rain, throwing it into discord.

A man, short and thick-waisted, his hair receding away from his scalp, darts into the barn.

I take him to the floor and pin him in place with my arm against his throat. I wonder if he’s the fucker who’s after Amanda. I press harder.

He taps my arm and makes a gagging sound.

I ease up a little.

“Michael Yorkman,” he wheezes. “I’m the investigator your brother Flint hired.”

“Uh huh.” Flint hadn’t said a word to me about hiring anyone, especially with money being so tight around here.

I keep him in place with one hand and take out my cell to call my brother. When he confirms he did hire the man, I let him up.

He rubs his throat and glares at me.

I fold my arms and glare back at him, not sorry. I thought he was a threat to my woman, and I’ll act first and ask questions later.

“What business are you doing for Flint that has you sneaking into the barn?”

“I wasn’t sneaking. I was trying to go on the porch of the house and knock but a rooster chased me.” He rolls up a pant leg to examine his calf.

Knowing the rooster, I’d believe it. That thing fancies himself a guard dog. “Are you looking into trying to find our former ranch manager?”

“I am.” He brushes dirt from his clothes. “Bringing a lawsuit against him will take time and a lot of money. In the meantime, your family is still on the hook to pay the mortgage and the loan note. If I can locate the man, that may lead us to any remaining funds he has left from the forgery.”

“Leo?” Amanda climbs down and walks up to us. The appreciative look Michael gives her smoking figure makes me wish I’d choked him harder.

I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close to me. Then I look at the other man. “Rain is only misting now so you head to the house.”

He nods and pulls his attention from Amanda a little too reluctantly for my liking.

After he’s gone, she says, “My boss called. She needs me to come in and cover a shift for a sick coworker.”

“Alright. I’ll take you to town.”

“I don’t need you to?—”

“ I need, honey. I need.”

“But—”

“The king has spoken.” I grin at her.

She glances at my jeans. “I didn’t hear him. I guess he went back to sleep and is all tucked in for the night.”

“Oh, honey. He can be roused. He’s a light sleeper. Trust me.”

She walks backward toward the barn door. “Catch me and prove it,” she taunts and then spins and runs to the house.

I chase after her and she screams with laughter.

River’s damn rooster flies right at my face and Amanda gets inside the house, slamming the door in her wake.

Fuck! Cock-blocked by a cock.