Page 84 of Back in the Saddle

She kissed him back.

He couldn’t help but think that something had changed between them tonight. Something vital.

Then her lips were on his, her hands touching his chest, pulling his T-shirt over his head. And he stopped thinking at all.

‘Take off your clothes and lie on the floor,’ Caroline demanded, unbuckling his belt. ‘No three rounds tonight – just one. And I want to be in control. If you agree.’

Hunter’s eyes darkened as a shiver ran down his spine at the sound of her confident voice. ‘Your wish is my command.’

He rid himself of his clothes like they were on fire. Lying on the scratchy carpet, he looked to Caroline.

She smirked, peeling off her own clothes.

He didn’t think he blinked even once as the material slid down her skin; first the strap of her dress, then her bra, her underwear … He held his breath as she stood naked over him. He was already so damn hard, but the view from below her was like an extra metal ring wrapping around the shaft of his penis.

She straddled his hips, her face all mischief.

It suits her, Hunter thought. He promised himself he was going to make sure she wore that expression more often.

‘What now?’ he rasped.

Her hands reached out to his and guided them above his head. She held them there. ‘Now I’m going to ride you, of course.’

Her breasts pressed to his chest, hard nipples squashing against his muscles.

Hunter’s hips bucked involuntarily underneath her, aroused just from that simple sentence.

‘Woah, easy, cowboy. We haven’t even started yet. At this rate, you’ll come way before me.’ Her mouth hovered near his ear, and her teeth nipped his earlobe.

‘I think you talking this way might be my new favourite thing.’

Caroline let go of his hands, pushing herself up to a seating position. She pressed her palms against her thighs, studying his face. ‘I’ve never done this but always wanted to.’

‘Darling, you can do whatever you want to me. I’m at your mercy.’

She dragged her teeth across her bottom lip and tilted her head. ‘Anything?’

‘Anything.’

Her fingers wrapped around the head of his penis. ‘Good. I haven’t decided how merciful I’m going to be.’

Hunter slammed his eyes shut as her hand went up and down, a low groan escaping his throat whenever she movedover his glans. He reached his hand to cup her right breast, but she pushed it away.

‘Did I say you could touch me?’ she asked in a teasing tone.

‘No.’

‘Then, hands off.’ She chuckled and looked round. ‘Where are your condoms?’

Hunter turned his head to where his jeans lay in a heap. ‘Back left pocket.’

Caroline stared at him with amusement. ‘You carry condoms in your pocket?’

He looked into her eyes. ‘It’s a new thing. I’ve met this gorgeous doctor recently and she always turns me on.’

‘Always, huh?’ She grabbed his jeans, pulling out the foil wrapper. Tearing the top off, she wet her lips with her tongue, and Hunter bit back a moan just from the sight itself.

She rolled the condom over his penis, and pushed herself up, her thighs pressing his hard. ‘Do you want to touch me?’