Page 9 of Pining for the Ranger (Shadow Mountain Forest Rangers #1)
Laura
Waking up gradually for the first time in days fills me with surprise. I feel completely rested after a dreamless night’s sleep. Did recovering most of my memory keep the nightmare at bay, or was it the hard body behind me, enveloping me in snug warmth all night?
I can’t keep from sighing as I burrow back into him, wanting to prolong the luxury for as long as possible. What I wouldn’t give to always wake up like this, so completely content and safe in his arms.
Chills, which have nothing to do with the cool morning air, break across my skin when Boone nuzzles his nose into the crook of my neck, arms tightening around me.
My heart races not only at finally being in the arms of the man I have been pining for, but being able to enjoy it, knowing there is no one else.
“Good morning, sweetheart.” His gravely voice whispers across my skin before his lips press a kiss there, causing my pussy to flutter. He groans. “God, I could wake up like this every day for the rest of my life and die a happy man.”
My heart thunders at his words, his thoughts echoing the ones running through my head. I roll to face him. “I was just thinking the same thing.”
Awareness flairs in his eyes before his lips close the short distance between us, capturing mine in a searing kiss.
A kiss which goes from zero to sixty in only a few seconds, alighting every nerve ending in me.
Where I was cozy, warm and content a few minutes ago, I’m now burning with a fiery need, hotter than ever before.
Whimpers fall from me as our tongues tangle. My hands fist in the soft strands of his short hair.
He unzips our sleeping bags, so he has access to roam his hands over my body before snaking them beneath my shirt and sports bra, molding to my breasts. When his thumbs brush my peaked nipples, pressure builds in my core and I feel wetness dampen my panties.
Moaning, I run my hands under his shirt, needing to feel his skin.
When I shove the fabric up, I lose his mouth so he can pull the offending material off.
Then his hands are ripping not only my shirt but my bra off as well.
The cool air hits my heated flesh but provides little relief from the fire raging inside.
Boone’s head dips as his mouth engulfs a hard nipple into his warm, wet mouth before sucking on the distended bud. My fingers dig into his back at the pull, causing my inner walls to clamp down, painfully empty.
“More,” I rasp, pushing my hips against him. The need to have him filling me entirely is overwhelming.
He growls around my nipple; the vibration sending tingles through me. His hands go to my pants, unbuttoning and wrenching the zipper down so hard I’m surprised it doesn’t pull right off. He jerks not only my pants but my panties down in one forceful yank before his fingers delve into my wet folds.
I cry out when they brush my swollen clit. My hips rock, seeking more friction.
“Fuck yeah. So wet for me. You’re a goddamn dream.” He mutters before taking my other nipple in his mouth.
His tongue toys with it, while his hand plucks at the other he abandoned.
Two fingers plunge inside me, his thumb working my clit as I race toward the edge.
Gasping at the pressure building, my entire being focused on the places on my body he is working.
Then, I can’t breathe as I fall over, hurdling through space.
His fingers continue to work my over sensitized flesh, prolong the climax completely consuming me. Spots dance beneath my eyelids as my oxygen deprived lungs scream for relief.
“Breathe baby.” He instructs as his hand lifts away.
I suck in air at the direction.
His hand cups my cheek, his lips brushing across mine. “Fucking sexiest thing I have ever experienced, bar none is you coming apart in my arms.”
I bite my lip at the words and my pussy clenches as if it didn’t just experience the best orgasm ever. The need to have him inside me becomes all-consuming. I push him to his back, my hands going to his waist to undo his pants.
“Bet I can beat it.” I challenge shoving his pants down.
He groans as I straddle him. “Are you sure? I don’t have a condom.”
Nodding my head as I stroke his velvety hard length with my hand. “Absolutely, I have an IUD.”
Lining him up, I impale myself onto his cock in one swift slide of my hips.
“Fuck!” he yells. His hands come to my hips in a grip I’m positive is going to leave marks I can’t wait to see on my skin.
My hands rest on his chest as I hold still while adjusting to the burning pleasure pain of the stretch in my core.
A few seconds later, the pain disappears completely and I pump my hips up and down.
There’s no containing my moans as I lean forward, so he slides against my swollen clit with every glide.
Boone takes advantage of the angle by leaning up and sucking a nipple into his mouth.
It’s pure ecstasy as another orgasm builds. I know without a doubt this one is going to be even more explosive than the last. Coming from a cock is a new experience for me. The pressure is intense as I continue to slide up and down, chasing the peak just out of reach.
A gush rushes from me when he reaches around and swats my ass. My fingers dig into his chest and my head falls back with a scream as I shatter.
Boone slams his hips up, letting out a long groan, following me over before I collapse on top of him. He reaches over, pulling my sleeping bag on top of us as we lie together, floating in bliss, still intimately connected.
He kisses my forehead before muttering. “You win. That was the sexiest thing ever, and I take it back. That’s how I want to wake up every day for the rest of my life.”
Unadulterated joy fills me as I bark out a laugh. There’s no way I will disagree with him.