Country Frost (King Creek Cowboys #8)

Chapter 12

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A s far as Leeann was concerned, the man wasn’t about to leave.

She toed off her shoes, tugged her blouse over her head, and threw it aside, leaving her in her bra, her nipples pushing against the silky fabric.

Porter groaned and rested his warm palms on her bare waist, his gaze holding hers. “You’ve got to know that if you start this, I’m gonna finish it.”

“I’ve already started.” She slid her palms up his chest to his neck, pulled him down to meet her, and said against his lips, “Now, finish it.”

“Holy hell, Leeann.” He crushed his mouth on hers and forced her to the wall again. He grabbed her under her knees, hooked her thighs around his hips, and ground his erection hard against her center.

With a growl, he cupped her breasts and rubbed her nipples with his thumbs.

She gasped into his mouth and squirmed in his arms. She wanted him so badly that she could almost scream with desire.

This time, she broke the kiss. “My room. Across the hall. ”

He grasped her ass, and she clung to his shoulders while kissing his neck, running her tongue down to his collarbone as he carried her.

The next thing she knew, he had tossed her onto the bed, her head landing on her pillows. She cried out in surprise but then he was between her thighs, rubbing his jean-clad erection against her center. He kissed her hard again, his tongue tangling with hers.

Damn, the man could kiss, and her mind spun from her hunger for him. She loved his taste, the feel of his big, powerful body against hers, his masculine scent—she loved everything about him.

He broke away, leaving her gasping as he braced his arms to either side of her shoulders and looked down at her. “You are so damned beautiful. I can’t get enough of you.”

“Enough talking, big man.” She grasped his shirt in her hands. “I want you inside me.”

“Oh, I’m gonna be inside you, honey. When I’m good and ready.” He eased off the bed and took her hand, helping her to her feet. “And then I’m gonna take you hard.”

Butterflies swirled in her belly at the raw sexiness of his words. He pulled her to him and reached around her, releasing her bra clasp. He eased back, tossed the bit of silk aside, and cupped her breasts.

Porter lowered his head and traced her nipples with his tongue. Leeann moaned as he slipped her nipple into his mouth, so warm and wet. Her knees threatened to give out, and she clung to his shoulders as he licked and sucked her nipples. He lightly bit her, and she cried out from the brief flash of pain that morphed into pleasure.

The hunger with which he devoured her breasts was carnal. He seemed barely tethered from shredding her clothes and taking her hard. She wouldn’t have argued, she would welcome it from him.

He raised his head and gave her a punishing kiss that rocked her world. She kissed him back with her own need and hunger. He moved his hands to her jeans and undid the button, forced down the zipper, and shoved the fabric over her hips. The pair dropped to the floor around her feet. She stepped out of them and kicked them out of the way.

“God, I need you.” He moved his lips to her ear. “I’ve wanted you from the day we met.”

She shivered as he bit her earlobe. “I felt the same way, and I wasn’t about to leave without your number.”

“Mmmm.” He kissed his way down to the column of her throat, then between her breasts. He dropped to one knee and ran his tongue around her bellybutton.

Leeann sucked in her breath as Porter hooked his fingers in her panties and pulled them down. They dropped to the floor, and she nudged them aside.

“You smell so good.” He audibly inhaled as he nuzzled her curls, and he placed his palms inside her thighs and forced her to widen them. And then he buried his face against her.

“Porter.” She cried out as he ran his tongue along her flesh, teasing her and sucking on her. She buried her fingers in his thick hair as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm. “Please, Porter.” She didn’t know if she was begging him to stop or to go on.

He rumbled against her. Out of nowhere, her climax slammed into her, and she screamed. She clamped her hand over her mouth to hold back any more sounds of pleasure loud enough to hear.

But then she didn’t care as her body rocked and quaked from the orgasm and Porter’s erotic punishment, taking her to the brink again and again .

Her body went boneless, and he caught her right before her knees hit the carpet. He held her by the shoulders as he kissed her hard.

When he drew away, she felt lightheaded. She pulled herself together enough to find words again. “Take off your shirt.”

His eyes held hers as he made short work of the buttons and tossed the shirt aside.

“You’re gorgeous.” She sighed as she ran her hands over his powerful biceps and sculpted pecs, touching every scar she came across. “Even better than I’d imagined.”

She met his slightly amused gaze. “I’ve never been called gorgeous.”

“Get used to it.” She gripped his biceps. “Help me to my feet. We’ll see if I can stand after that amazing orgasm.”

He brought her up with him as he stood. She placed her hands on his chest and forcefully pushed him, catching him off guard. He abruptly sat on her bed.

“Time for those boots to come off.” Leeann held out her hands, and Porter, looking at her with intensity, raised his foot so that she could grab it by the heel. She tugged it off, and it hit the floor with a thump as she tossed it aside. Then she peeled off his sock, and it went the same way as the boot. He lifted his other foot, and she got rid of that boot and sock, too.

“On your feet, big man.” She reached out and took his hand. She didn’t really help him up, but she loved the strength in his grip as he took it and stood.

“Who’s in control here?” He pulled her roughly to him, and she gasped as her bare body rubbed against the tough cotton of his jeans.

She gave him a devious smile. “I am.” She grasped the button of his Wranglers and unfastened it before unzipping him.

Before he could stop her, she dropped to her knees, pulling down his jeans and boxer briefs at the same time, releasing his erection. She pushed the fabric to his feet, and he stepped out of them.

She wrapped her fingers around his length and looked up at him. “Now let’s see who’s really in control.” She kept her eyes focused on him as she took him into her mouth.

He sucked in his breath, his expression feral as he clenched his jaw. He clenched his fingers in her hair hard enough that she felt pain, but it was pleasurable at the same time.

Leeann took him deep, licking and sucking the shaft. She started moving up and down, never taking her eyes off Porter’s. His jaw flexed and his muscles bulged with tension.

It was so freaking hot being on her knees with him in her mouth and watching what she was doing to him.

“Not yet.” The words came out in a tight huff as he grabbed her by the shoulders, catching her off guard, and dragged her to her feet. He crushed her mouth with his, pressing their bodies tightly together, flesh to flesh.

She moaned into his mouth as his chest hair rasped her nipples, his erection rigid against her belly. She gasped as he flipped her around and onto all fours on the bed.

“Who’s in control, honey?” He grasped her by her hips and pulled her to him as he placed his erection against her ass.

She wanted him so damned bad she could almost scream with need. She wriggled and rubbed her buttocks against him. “You are, Porter. You’re in control.”

“Damned straight.” He placed the head of his erection against her core and drove inside her.

She cried out, her eyes widening as his girth stretched her and filled her. He gripped her hips and thrust in and out at a slow, deliberate pace, taking her hard.

Her breasts bounced with the movements as exquisite sensations flowed through her. He paused, withdrew, and flipped her onto her back in the middle of the bed.

He moved between her thighs and looked down at her, his chest rising and falling with labored breaths, a droplet of sweat rolling down the side of his face.

“You drive me out of my mind.” He pushed inside her and began slowly moving in and out. “I want to take it slow with you, but I’m barely holding on.”

His fierce expression told her just how much he was restraining himself from taking her hard again.

“You don’t have to.” She dug her fingers into his ass, feeling as fierce as he looked. “I want you just as badly.”

A rumble rose up in him as he continued moving in and out, his jaw tight. “You feel so damn good.”

“And you feel so good inside me.” She arched her hips to meet his thrusts as an orgasm grew inside her like a storm. Building and building until she knew she was going to lose it.

“I can’t hold back.” She could barely catch her breath.

“Wait.” He held her gaze. “Don’t come until I tell you.”

“What?” She was at the peak, fighting it off. “I don’t—I don’t know if I can.”

And then he gave a feral roar. “Come now, honey. Now. ”

A scream tore from Leeann’s throat as she rode wave after wave of her orgasm. Her core contracted as he moved in and out a few times more before lowering himself so that they were skin-to-skin. He still kept from crushing her with his full weight, but she wouldn’t have minded.

He slid onto his side and brought her with him into the crook of his arm. His heart beat a rapid pace beneath her ear, and his body felt warm against hers. A fine sheen of perspiration coated her skin and his.

“The nosy neighbor on the north side just got an earful,” Leeann said against his chest .

He gave a low chuckle. “You might have woken everyone on the street.”

She playfully swatted at him. “You weren’t exactly quiet.”

“And I’m sincerely unrepentant.” He stroked her hair from her face and looked into her eyes.

She propped herself on her elbow and looked down at him. “I was very much looking forward to simply dinner, but devious thoughts entered my mind when I saw you on my doorstep.”

He looked amused. “More of the writer surfacing?”

“Not quite.” She grinned. “But it does give me fodder for future books. Maybe I’ll write a romance.”

“Is that what this is?” He wrapped a lock of her hair around his finger. “A romance?”

Heat flushed over her. “I guess you could call it that.” She batted her eyes at him. “You are wooing me over.”

“Your skin went pink.” He slid his hand down her arm. “You’re not shy about this, are you?”

“Not at all.” She shifted so that her chin rested on his chest. “I just never thought about it that way.”

“Honey, I care about you a lot.” He held her close to him. “I might be a cowboy, but the idea of being in a romance with you sounds mighty good to me.”

“Me, too.” She sighed, feeling happier than she remembered feeling before. She had a happy, messily imperfect life, but something had been absent. Porter was what was missing, and now that she had him, she never wanted to let him go.

“I can’t stay much longer.” He shifted her so that he was braced on one forearm and looking down at her. “I wish I could stay the night with you.”

“But you can’t, and that’s fine.” She stroked his bearded jaw. “I’m glad you’re in my life, Porter Gann. And that includes Ashley—she’s a special girl, and I’ve really grown to care for her. ”

He caught her hand and held it to his chest. She felt his heartbeat beneath her palm. “I’m sorry I didn’t take it slower with you. You make me crazy.”

“I’m not sorry.” A smile touched her lips. “You make me equally crazy, so we’re even.”

The corner of his mouth lifted. She’d seen him smile and almost smile tonight more than all the other times they’d been together combined.

“You have the most beautiful whiskey-brown eyes I’ve ever seen.” He studied her features. “How a beautiful woman like you is unattached, I have no idea.”

Warmth flowed through her. “I’ll tell you why.” She ran her finger along his firm bottom lip. “I just hadn’t met you.”

He lowered his head and kissed her softly, slowly. She sighed with pleasure and kissed him back, tasting him and feeling the length of his bare flesh against hers.

When they parted, he studied her face, and she smiled up at him. “I can’t get enough of you.” He sifted his fingers through her hair. “I want you again.”

“Good.” She skimmed her fingers over his bare skin. “Because I want you just as much.”

He rolled her onto her back and slid between her thighs, this time taking her slowly and sweetly, carrying her to the moon and back again.