Page 17 of Falling For Her Cowboy (Silver Creek Ranch #9)

Chapter Ten

M elah’s legs were wrapped around his waist. He crawled up the ladder out of the water with her holding on to him. Her lips blazed a trail along his jawline and down to his neck. He released a slight curse and hauled them up the final step to the deck.

He stood still and cupped her cheek to bring her face to his.

He took her lips in a soul-snatching kiss.

She returned it with the same amount of fire that burned within him.

Her ass filled his other hand as he held her propped against him.

A moan slipped from her, and the sound alone sent an electric current through him.

His cock was hard and pressing on his shorts, demanding release.

He hadn’t known he’d be spilling his guts to her in the water. Something about her expression had him sharing what he’d been holding back. But he’d wanted her to know he was serious about her.

She’d been hurt in the past.

He got that. Anyone could see it a mile away. Melah was a strong woman, and Ridge was telling her the truth. He wanted whatever she was willing to give him.

Her soft mounds squished to his chest were so damn tempting.

From the moment he’d seen her in the bathing suit, he’d wanted to tear it off her.

It left little to the imagination. Melah’s body was flawless.

It was the perfect combination of curves and muscles.

She was all woman. She took care of herself, and this wasn’t anything the military could have done for her.

He walked them over to one of the lounge chairs. He took a seat and helped her straddle him. They separated for the brief moment it took for him to get them situated in the chair.

“Ridge…” She raked her fingers through his wet hair.

A tremor racked him at the feel of her fingers on his scalp. Her gaze landed on him. His breath escaped him as if someone had slammed a two-by-four across his stomach .

“Whatever you want,” he murmured.

He brought her back down to him and gently kissed her. He didn’t want to scare her. Something in her eyes led him to want to give her the control of what they did today. She lifted slightly, breaking the kiss. Their noses were millimeters from each other.

“Whatever?” Her lips tilted up in the corners.

His heart skipped a beat at the glint in her eyes. His cock grew even stiffer as she slowly shifted her bottom. He bit back a groan at the sensation of the material from his shorts rubbing his hard member.

“Whatever,” he echoed. His voice was somewhat hoarse. He cleared his throat. He took one of her hands and brought it up to his mouth. Kissed her palm. He then entwined their fingers together. Her hand was much smaller than his and was completely engulfed.

She closed the gap between them, and this time she kissed him. Her plump lips moved over his in a sensual move. They opened, and her tongue snuck out and slipped into his mouth. He welcomed it and allowed his to duel with hers. He wasn’t going to take over.

He wanted her to have full control.

Her fingers tightened in his hair as she deepened the kiss.

He ghosted his free hand up the smoothness of her back.

Her skin was warm and soft. He trailed it down to her lower back and held on to her.

She arched her hips and slid along the length of him.

The small bit of clothing between them created friction that had a groan erupting from Ridge. He couldn’t hold it back any longer.

This gorgeous woman was driving him crazy, but he loved every moment of it.

She explored him. Her lips traced over his face, down to his neck and to his chest. He rested back and allowed her to take her precious time.

He wasn’t going to rush any of this. Her hands came to a stop on his chest. She lifted her head, and those brown orbs burned trails over him.

She watched her hands move across his skin.

She trailed them down to the center of his abdomen. He held his breath. She sat back, her gaze once again coming to meet his. Her bright-pink and orange bathing suit was the perfect contrast of her tawny skin. She reached behind her and undid the ties of the top.

Ridge’s heart stopped; the material fell away, revealing her plump mounds with their dark areolas. Her nipples beaded into little buds that called to him. She tossed the top off onto the ground.

Ridge’s hands rested on her waist, and he stared at the perfection before him. He licked his lips and leaned forward to capture one of her mounds in his mouth. He bathed the bud with his tongue before suckling it.

“Ridge,” Melah moaned.

Her fingers returned to his hair and gripped it tight.

He brought her closer to him and continued to suckle her.

His other hand came to capture the other mound.

Her breast was large enough to fill his palm.

Her skin was soft, supple, and tasted like sunshine.

He released the one from his mouth and moved over to the other.

She rocked her hips, dragging her heated core over his shaft.

He couldn’t get enough of the woman. He’d take his time and receive anything she offered him.

He nipped at her hardened bud, eliciting another moan from her.

He loved hearing his name on her tongue.

He nipped her again and massaged the other one with his hand.

He pinched that nipple which had her crying out.

“Ridge!”

He grinned against her skin. He glanced up at her to find her watching him.

He released her from his mouth and dragged his tongue over her areola, outlining it before he trailed his tongue across her sternum to the other one.

He captured it again and held her gaze, sucking her nipple into his mouth.

Her hips moved again. He dropped his hand to her ass and guided her along him more. Her mouth opened with a small gasp escaping from her.

“I need these clothes off,” she whispered. She reached down for the ties of the lower part of her bathing suit. She untied them and then lifted slightly so she could take it off. She dropped the small item on her top.

The remaining breath in Ridge’s lungs escaped him. Her waist was tapered in and flared out with her hips, but it was the tiny center area that caught his attention. Her small patch of hair was neat and hid her most secretive place.

Her fingers dropped to the edge of his shorts.

“These must go.” Her gaze didn’t waver from his.

“Yes, ma’am.”

He reached down to shuck them off while still holding on to her. He didn’t want her to move from where she was. He tossed the shorts off to the side and gripped Melah flush to him. She wrapped her arms around him and crushed her mouth to his.

This kiss was different. She took what she wanted, and he allowed her to.

His hands roamed her soft skin. She rotated her hips and brought her core down his length.

He groaned and slipped a hand between them.

He parted her folds and found them slick.

He thrust his tongue into her mouth, unable to hold back.

She arched her back to him as he drove his finger through her slickness.

He connected with her bundle of nerves. He immediately stroked her clit.

“Ridge,” she moaned.

“Keep saying my name like that,” he rasped.

He nipped her on her chin. He soothed it with his tongue then moved down to the column of her neck.

He continued to stroke her most sensitive bud.

She rode his finger, her hips undulating against his hand.

His cock ached in ways he’d had never known before.

He ignored it. Now was about Melah. He wanted her to come apart on him.

He licked her soft skin while his finger continued its journey.

He didn’t want to bring her to climax too soon.

He wanted to draw this out between them.

He was also selfish enough to want to feel her climax with him buried inside her.

She gripped his head between her hands and tilted his head back. Her lips plundered his, her tongue slipping into his mouth. Their kisses were growing more frantic, her hips moving faster. The wetness from her cunt bathed his fingers and hand. He welcomed all of it.

He needed to make sure she was ready for the first time he entered her. He didn’t want there to be any discomfort for her. As much as he wanted to bury his face between her legs, there was plenty of time for that later.

And there would be a later.

“I need—” her voice ended on a moan.

He drew his finger back to her clit and applied pressure, stroking it.

“What do you need, Melah?”

He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was the most enticing creature he’d ever seen. Her eyes were closed as she rode his hand. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath. They were gorgeous, and he could spend all day suckling them. He leaned forward and nipped one of her buds with his teeth.

“You,” she gasped. Her eyes opened and met his. There was a fire in them that burned bright. “I need you. In me.”

“Put me where you want me.”

He removed his hand and brought it to his lips. Unable to resist, he wanted to get a taste of her. He licked his fingers. The taste of her exploded on his tongue. A growl ripped from him.

Oh, he was going to have his wish.

She was going be spread out somewhere so he could drink directly from the source.

“Oh God.” She watched him with wide eyes.

He grinned at her and motioned for her to make the first move.

“You want me? You gotta put me there,” he murmured.

This was for her, and what she wanted, she was going to have to take.

She reached down and wrapped her hand around him.

His smile immediately disappeared. The feel of her clenching him almost had him exploding.

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. He tried to think of anything else but the feel of her guiding him to her most intimate area.

She rose and nestled the broad head of his cock to her slick opening.

He held her waist and tried to not leave bruises.