The hotel room door closed and the man wasted no time advancing on me. We’d sat in the bar and had a few drinks, laughing and talking about nothing important. His dark brown hair was cut short, making me think of military. I’d asked and he’d told me he’d just gotten out.
“Been back about a month,” he said and ran his hand over his hair, “so used to keeping it short, don’t know if I’m going to be able to let it grow too long. I’d like it to be long enough for a woman to hold onto while I ride her.” He took a drink of his beer and I stared at him. He turned, smiled, and winked and I’d known then I was in trouble. He seemed easygoing and talked to me, not at me. When I was talking, I had his full attention—he didn’t look around as though he had someplace better to be. I hadn’t dated much because at first school was too important to me and it seemed that every time I accepted a date from one of the guys in my classes, it was assumed we were going to have sex. A few I did sleep with but others, if I didn’t dive into bed with them, they called me the ice bitch.
The job with the sheriff’s department came at just the right time and while going through my initial training, which happened to be with mostly men, I wanted to pass on my merits, not because I slept my way through. So to be standing in a hotel room with a man I just met, yeah, so not me.
He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into his chest, bent his head, and took my mouth in a hard kiss that had my knees going weak. He bit my bottom lip and when I gasped, his tongue dove in to tangle with mine and I had the briefest feeling of falling. I’d been kissed, but as his lips moved from mine and traveled down my neck, stopping to nibble on the spot where my shoulder met the end of my neck, those were amateur in comparison, the difference between a young man and a grown one evident. I had so been missing out.
His hands traveled down to my hips, pulling me in closer till I felt the hardness of him pressed against me. I ran my hands down him and untucked his t-shirt to slide my hands under and over his abs. I could tell his was cut as I outlined his six pack with my fingertips. His groan as I ran my fingers over him, let me know he was enjoying my touch. When I slipped my hand into the front of his pants he stepped back, and I felt the loss of his body heat.
“Babe, we got too many clothes on.” I watched as his shirt was pulled up and over his head revealing tan skin and a bare chest with a small amount of golden hair starting at his belly button and out of view into his jeans. Jeans he was unbuttoning and sliding off his hips and freeing the biggest cock I had ever seen. I licked my lips and it twitched. “If you don’t have clothes out in your truck, you better get out of those before I rip them off you.”
I blinked at his words and looked up into brown eyes full of desire and for the first time ever I felt like a woman. I kept my eyes linked with his and started to remove my clothes. When the last piece hit the floor, his eyes broke from mine to run down my body and back up.
“Goddamn, your body is better than I imagined. If you knew all the things I want to do with it, you would grab your clothes and leave.” What? Was he joking?
“You want me to leave?” His eyes shot to mine while his hand took hold of his cock and pumped.
“Fuck no. I said you would leave; didn’t say I was going to let you. Needed in you like yesterday.” Before I could respond I was picked up and then we were falling. My body hit the bed with him coming down on top of me. He caught himself on his elbows to keep the majority of his weight off me, thank God, because though I was average height, my body was thin with an athletic build, next to him, I looked dainty and felt more feminine than I had in my whole life.
“What are you waiting for then?” I asked in a voice I didn’t recognize as mine. The words came out throaty and laced in need. It was the only encouragement he needed. He lifted up on his knees, reached for the condom I hadn’t even seen him set on the bed, and opened and rolled it down his length.
“You might want to lift your hands up to that headboard and hold on. This first time is going to be hard, fast, and explosive.” At his words his stayed on his knees, grabbed my thighs, spread and pulled me down the bed until my pussy was aligned with his cock. He rested my legs around his hips and with his hands free, one hand moved to separate my lips while the other slid his cock through my wetness. “Damn, babe, you are soakin’ wet. Hold on,” he said and pushed in until he bottomed out, then he stilled, letting me adjust to him. It was sweet but he promised hard and fast.
“Move, damn it.” He grabbed my hips and that was exactly what he did. He pounded into me, setting a pace that had perspiration breaking out on our skin. I had to do what he told me and I placed my hands on the headboard to keep him from driving the top of my head against it.
My head bent back, my back arched and an orgasm with the likes I had never felt, racked by body and clenched my walls around his cock. He thrusedt one more time and followed me as he grunted and his own body shook as he filled the condom and collapsed down beside me, pulling me to him.
“Christ, hope I have more condoms in my saddlebags or you are going to be wearing a lot of my cum on your body by the time I get done with you.”
My eyes opened to a room filled with sunshine and I sat up quickly and looked around. Sami’s old room. Fucking dream! I threw myself back on the bed and looked over at the clock on the nightstand. Well shit, it was noon.
By the time I got out of bed, showered and dressed, it was one. The house was quiet as I made my way downstairs, headed to the kitchen. I didn’t care what time it was, I needed damn coffee. As I passed the closed door of Wild Bill’s office I heard muffled voices, knocking I waited for a reply.
“Enter!” Wild Bill yelled. I swung the door open to find Reed, Hawk, Moose, Pinch, and Crank sitting around the large table in the center of the room.
“Going to make some coffee, anyone want any?”
“Sounds good, girlie. Did you sleep okay?” Wild Bill looked me over and it was like he could read my mind as the grin spread across his face. I smiled back.
“Best I’ve had in a while. Thanks for letting me come here, listening to my whining, and stay at your house. If you don’t mind, I want to visit with Macy and Tink today. Stay another night and head back tomorrow.”
“You don’t gotta ask, Carly. You’re welcome here anytime, girl, Haven will always be your home. And my house will always be open to you. No problem. You stay as long as you need to. I’m glad to see the light back in those eyes of yours.” Typical of Wild Bill, he got up and walked over and embraced me in his arms. He’d been more of a dad to me than Wallace ever had been. I hugged him back. We broke apart and he took his seat at the head of the table again and I turned to walk out.
“Hey, since you are part of the family and all, why don’t you throw some food together for us while you’re in the kitchen?”
“Bite me, Reed,” I said and closed the door to the sounds of laughter. I smiled and headed to the kitchen. Family. Been a while since I felt like I had one.