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Ride Me Sweetheart (Sweetheart, Colorado)(8)
Author: Jordan Marie

“Curvy as fuck is what you are, Red.”

“Keys, let’s back it up a bit—”

I’m trying to catch my breath and calm down—as well as calm him down. I don’t think it’s working for him, and since I can feel the insides of my thighs getting wetter, I’m pretty sure it’s not for me, either.

“I’ve got you backed up against this wall and I’m going to use it to fuck you hard as hell. The way I’m feeling right now, by the time I’m done with you there will be an outline of your delicious curves on display.”

“You need to be reasonable,” I respond, practically pleading.

“I’m being very reasonable, I think,” he murmurs a second before his lips find mine.

I do my best to keep my lips closed. When his hand curls around my neck and angles my head exactly how he wants me, his warm breath hits my lips and I feel the tip of his tongue tease along my bottom lip, I manage to not give in. Then, I feel his other hand flex on my hip, his fingers splay out against my ass, and he pulls me in deeper so that I can feel his hard erection push against me. I gasp. Even through his jeans, I can tell his cock is impressive. I haven’t had a man in a long time. I’ve mostly given up on them in general. Sex is not worth the aggravation a man brings to your life. My toys work fine for me, but suddenly as my knees go weak and Keys groans, our kiss growing more intense, my toys seem like a very sad replacement. So, I give in to the kiss, to the power of the man who is plundering my mouth like a Viking marauder, and I do it… gleefully.

 

 

8

 

 

Keys

 

 

Fuck yes.

I groan as I take over her mouth. This woman is like a fever in my blood. I don’t understand how this has happened so quickly, but I know that it has. I’m almost forty and I’ve never felt like this in my entire life. I didn’t think it was possible. I’ve seen what my brothers have found in their women. I’ve not been jealous of any of them. There were times that I would look at Shaft and Bree and wonder what it would be like to be that connected to another human. I’m a realist and jaded as fuck, but even I can admit those two were clearly meant for one another, despite the fact that Shaft is old enough to be Bree’s father. Hell, not that that kind of thing bothers that motherfucker at all. He gets off on having her call him Daddy. I push my thoughts away from Shaft and Bree. I’m not about to ruin the fact my cock is fucking hard enough to pound nails right now. I’m going to fuck Red senseless, maybe then she’ll quit arguing with me and taunting me every time I turn around.

My fingers slide over her body blindly, because I refuse to give up her mouth. Eventually, I find the ties to her robe, pulling them apart forcefully.

“Keys,” she breathes when we break apart. Her arms slide up around my neck as she gasps for breath. Her entire body trembles with desire. Her voice is hungry, full of need. Yet, when she uses my name, it just doesn’t sound good. For the first time in my life, I want more. It seems my relationship with Red is going to be full of firsts.

“Cade, sweetheart. My name is Cade. I want to hear that on your lips when we’re together.”

“I…” she can’t finish speaking because I begin nibbling on her neck, raking my beard against the sensitive skin.

I practically rip the robe off of her, pulling it apart, and pushing it down her arms. Red helps me, and soon it’s on the floor and she’s in nothing but an oversized shirt.

A man’s shirt.

A foreign feeling sweeps through me.

“Whose fucking shirt do you have on, Red?” I growl, wanting it off of her immediately. I don’t want anyone having any fucking claim to her but me. Red belongs to me.

She’s mine alone.

“What,” she pants, her lips pressing against the pulse point in my neck as she kisses me. Her teeth rake and tease along my neck. Her hands have moved down to fumble under my shirt, her nails raking against my abdomen.

“Whose shirt have you got on, Red?”

She pulls back looking at me, blinking as if she’s trying to clear her head. She swallows and looks up at me, licking her lips.

“Uh…Larry’s?” she answers, phrasing it like a question. “Can we have less talking and more undressing, Cade?”

“Take the shirt off.”

“I thought that’s what we were doing, Stud, although I’ve got to say, you’re kind of ruining the moment.”

“I don’t want something that belongs to another man on your body from this moment on, Red. I especially don’t want you wearing another man’s shirt when I’m fucking you,” I answer bluntly. She stares at me, and then shakes her head.

“Point made, Stud,” she laughs, but that just makes my frown deepen.

“I told you that my name is Cade when it’s just the two of us. I don’t give my name out to anyone. You? You get my name.”

Damn it all to hell.

This woman has me tied up in knots and I doubt she even realizes it. Suddenly, I’m remembering all those times I gave Shaft hell and it’s all biting me on the fucking ass.

 

 

9

 

 

Finley

 

 

I frown. I have the feeling that him giving me his real name means something to him. I have to admit, I like that he’s shared it with me. It feels like a gift, which might be silly, but it still feels that way.

“I tell you what, I’ll make a deal with you,” I bargain.

“This isn’t negotiable, Red.”

“What’s wrong? Are you chicken?”

He rolls his eyes at me, but I think I see the return of humor twinkling in his beautiful eyes. “What kind of deal?”

“If you can tell me what my name is before you fuck me—as you so romantically described it—I’ll take off Larry’s shirt and promise not to wear it again until you leave.”

Maybe I was imagining the humor in his eyes a moment ago, because now they look annoyed as hell. They even smolder in a way that makes me feel like my words angered him. I’m starting to remember why I’ve chosen toys all this time.

Men are damn complicated.

“I’m not planning on leaving, but if I can answer your question, you give me the shirt. It doesn’t go back on your body.”

“See? I like the idea of you not leaving for the night. I should warn you, I’m kind of a cuddler.”

“You wrapping that body of yours around me all night, Red? I can deal, I guess,” he says giving me a cocky as fuck grin. Then again, that’s Cade. He’s been cocky since moment one.

I can’t believe I’m going to sleep with him this soon.

I can’t believe I like saying his name this much.

I can’t believe I’m giving up my favorite shirt.

“You’re a cocky motherfucker,” I mutter, making him laugh.

“You going to ask your question, or am I just going to rip the shirt off of you and bury my face between your legs?” he asks, sending an all over body tremble through me. He doesn’t miss it, either. He sees the effect his words have on me. “Alrighty then, looks like I’m going muff diving,” he purrs, his words forcing a startled laugh out of me as he drops down on his knees in front of me.

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