Page 59 of Rocky Mountain Home

Dare drifted a hand over his shoulder and down his back, fingertips teasing along the elastic of his boxers. “You know this from experience?”

She found herself flat on her back with him stretched out full-length over her. “I told you we had a lot in common.”

He brought their lips together and kissed her, soft for a brief instant before he took full control. The heavy weight of his torso pressed her down so she had nowhere to go except around him. She opened her legs to let his hips settle more firmly against her, dragging her nails over his skin as a blanket of warmth accelerated to high heat between one breath and the next.

Jesse shifted far enough he could kiss his way down her neck. “You need to lose my shirt.”

He caught the bottom edge, bunched it up and slid it over her breasts. The next second he had her nipple in his mouth, the impact sending an explosive shot directly between her legs.

For all that he complained about her shirt, he didn’t seem too worried about stopping to get rid of it. He just shoved the material out of the way so he could cup his hands on the outside of both breasts, pressing them together to work from side to side. Dare threaded her fingers through his hair, letting him give her pleasure as he took what he wanted.

“If I’m dreaming, this is the best dream I’ve had my entire life,” Jesse teased, laying a row of kisses down her belly to finish between her thighs. “Look, here’s a sweet little pussy, all ready to be petted.”

Dare snickered. “Where do you get these lines?”

He answered by stroking a finger through her curls, followed by covering her with his mouth.

Cheesy pickup lines or not, damn, the man’s tongue should be offered awards. He teased her clit slow and steady, then faster until he damn near growled. “So fucking sweet.”

He covered her completely. Licking and sucking greedily until she was gasping for air, her body quivering and ready to go.

“Now,” she demanded, “get in me now.”

He didn’t take orders very well. Instead of listening he doubled down, increasing that magic touch with his tongue, slipping his fingers into her sex and thrusting deep.

The result was instantaneous. Her body exploded with pleasure, sex pulsing, thighs quivering, and she moaned involuntarily.

Jesse laughed softly, working his hand as he slid against her body until he could look into her eyes. “There it is, that delicious sound. You need to make it again.”

She’d gone off so quickly, but she wasn’t sure if it was a testament to his talents or to the fact that she’d been pretty much a born-again virgin since February.

Or maybe it was the combination of them, because he looked on the edge as well. Her body tightened around his fingers, attempting to hold on as he pulled free and levered himself over her.

How the realization made it through her pleasure-soaked brain, she had no idea, but an instant after it hit, the words snuck out. “Oh my God, I’ve never done this before.”

He looked amused for a spilt second until he caught her meaning. “Hell. Me neither.”

No condoms. Oh, boy.

Dare took a deep breath, cupping his face in her hands. “Another thing we have in common. We should totally fuck.”

Jesse laughed, gaze connecting with hers as something more serious drifted over his face. He placed his cock to her sex. “Ready?”

She answered by lifting her hips and surrounding the tip of his cock. His lashes fluttered closed with pleasure.

The next second he’d slid all the way in, and this time they both groaned happily. There was no pause, no chance to find control as he pulled back then thrust, the intimacy of being connected powerful and perfect. Hard motions, softer ones, teasing all her senses as he filled her. Over. And again.

Dare closed her eyes and soaked in the sensations. Her body tingled from head to toe, and every good memory she’d had of their one night together was more than matched as he fucked her. The mattress swayed under them even as he kept his power held in check.

After every hard drive the bedsprings creaked, and Dare dug her fingertips into his shoulders. “Yes.”

“More,” Jesse growled. “I want more.”

Oh, God, yes.

He leaned up on one elbow then caught her right leg, dragging her thigh over his hip. The new angle sent him deeper, and they moved together in a pounding rhythm as another peak built.

His lips connected with hers and he kissed her. Once, twice, grinding their hips together. That final brush over her clit closed the deal, and she came, sighing her pleasure into his mouth.