*Her eyelids fluttered open as she tried to bring her breathing back to normal. When she said she was in a hurry, she wasn’t wrong. He’d like to think it was his charm, personality, or good looks that got her so hot and bothered, but he’d only be lying to himself. Especially when she admitted it’d been a while for her. Heck, it’d been more than a while for him, too, but he wasn’t going to come across as desperate. Glad to see Sadie was a bit more relaxed in the sexual needs department and wasn’t shy in coming forward with her demands.
A satisfied smile brought out the dimples in her cheeks. “Thanks. That was all kinds of wonderful.” She rolled over and rested her head in one hand, a big sigh of pleasure lighting up her face.
“You’re welcome.” He reached out and touched a finger to her nipple and smiled when it budded up again. “Do you need a rest, or are you keen for round two?”
Sadie pushed him back on the bed and brushed aside the pillows as she straddled him. “I think round two should be with me leading, since you have to catch up. What do you think?” A wicked grin and a jaunty lift of her shoulders left him sending up a silent prayer of thanks.
He’d died and gone to heaven. There was no other explanation for it. Having a woman as cute as Sadie lying across his body, working her way down to his painful erection was like being in a dream. His jeans came off and hit the floor. His boxers followed.
He hissed out a breath as her lips touched his skin and backed off again. “Don’t you dare tease me, Sadie. I beg of you, all or nothing now before it’s too late.” Last thing he wanted to do was embarrass himself by losing control before she made a move.
He lost all sense of reality as warm lips circled his cock, taking him in deep. He reached down and gripped her hair, holding her in place until he could gain control. Sadie wasn’t having any of it. She shook him off and shuffled down even farther. His throat worked as he tried to focus on the line of cracked paint going from the corner of the ceiling to the central light bulb. Anything to keep his attention away from his tingling balls and the featherlight kisses raining down on them.
The pop of her lips as she treated his dick like a lollypop almost tipped him over, but he held back, straining to last longer than the five seconds he expected.
“Stop being a hard-ass and let go, and then we can take the next one slow.”
The crack in the ceiling faded in and out of his vision as his body took over, refusing to bow to his demands. Without any conscious effort from him, his hips started to mark time with her sensual, demanding, and oh-so-sexy mouth.
A shimmer of energy started down the backs of his legs, a tenseness of muscles he couldn’t control. Jethro gave over to his body’s demands, past caring about the need to look like anything more than what he was—a horny cowboy with a woman in his bed who made him crazy.
Sadie kneaded his balls as she sucked him deep into her throat, making any thought of control slip away. His toes tightened and curved, legs stretched and trembled as the sparks short-circuited his brain. With a final thrust of hips, Jethro spilled into her mouth as his world spun around him.
*
“Now we’re even.”
Jethro opened his eyes and stared at her with a more than satisfied gleam in his eyes.
“I doubt we’ll ever be even. That was incredible.”
Heat flushed over her skin, and she moved over him and lay down at his side. Jethro slid an arm around her body and pulled her in tight, cocooning her in his warmth. Nervous at first about what she demanded of him, now Sadie was relieved. Not to mention sexily boneless and relaxed. Only one thing niggled her, and she might as well get it out in the open.
“I don’t want you to think I’m easy.”
He pulled her away and looked into her face, his eyes dark. “What the heck?”
“I don’t do this kind of thing. You know, take a client to bed like this. I don’t want it to change things, but I’ll understand if you want to take your business to someone else.” Embarrassment started to make her edgy. Layla would kill her for losing a client. Especially Jethro, whom she’d developed a liking for. And what if she’d just blown any chance she had of a friendship with this man? She was such an idiot. There was a reason she stuck to her plans—they worked. All the organizing, the plotting, made sure there were no mistakes, no missteps that could come back and bite her in the ass.
Jethro relaxed against the pillows and pulled her onto his chest. “You crazy thing. Just because we hit it off together doesn’t mean I’d be that rude to you or even think like that.” He dropped a kiss on her forehead. “Besides, I thought we were way past the client thing. We’re friends, Sadie. Damn good friends.”
Relief flooded her system. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin their friendship, but the need to take him to bed was overwhelming. And it’d been worth it to connect with Jethro in this way. It felt right, and it felt so much better than she’d hoped.
“You’re good with that, right?”
“Yes. Yes, I am.” Sadie lifted herself up and leaned on his chest. “I like you a lot, Jethro, and this is the icing on the cake. Sex with you is all I thought it would be.”
He slid his hand behind her head, pulled her mouth down to his lips, and gave her the softest, gentlest kiss she could imagine. “I’m glad.”
She rested her face on his chest and relaxed fully for the first time in weeks. This felt like home, where she belonged, and she was in no hurry to go back to Denver. Jethro had been right. She needed to take things easy and go with the flow. Everything would fall into place.
He smoothed one hand over the back of her hair while the other cupped her butt. “Relax for a while then let me know when you’re ready for round two.”
“I will.”
“Talk to me, Sadie. Tell me what makes you tick.”
She touched the tip of his nose with her finger and grinned. “How about I tell you ten things about me, and then you can tell me ten things about you?”
“Sounds the perfect way to get to know each other better. Me first.”