“Uh. Yeah.”
“Look at me.”
Her eyes fluttered open.
Cord swirled his middle finger around her opening, coating it with her juices before he pushed it inside, greedily watching her face to see her response to the intrusion.
She gasped.
“Does that hurt?”
“N-no.”
He pumped his finger in and out a couple of times before he added a second finger.
“You like that?”
“Yes…but…”
“But what? Tell me.”
“I-I…don’t know. It feels good, but I want…more. Even when I don’t know what more is.”
He thrust his fingers deeper and swept his thumb across her clit. “This kinda more?”
“Oh. That feels so good.”
Cord latched on to her right nipple, suckling strongly, twisting his fingers inside her, increasing the friction on her clit. His c**k was hard as a baseball bat, and he was tempted to grind it into her hip, but the only thing he cared about was making her come.
Watching her come.
Her legs shook. She started to moan. He softly bit down on her nipple. And AJ lost it. Her clit throbbed beneath his thumb. She squeezed her legs together trying to shove his fingers deeper into her channel. Her fingernails pierced the back of his neck as she urged his head closer.
It was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen and he’d forgotten her hands were supposed to be by her sides. So f**king unbelievable he was the first man to touch her this way.
Cord waited until she’d caught her breath before he removed his hand from between her legs.
She peeked at him from beneath lowered lashes, smiling shyly. “Wow.”
He pinned her arms by her side and kissed her for several long minutes. “Come home with me. There’s lots more I can wow you with tonight.”
“I can’t.”
“I thought you wanted—”
“I do want this, and I want you. I’m not playing hard to get, Cord. But the reason I’m home is to take care of my mom. Jenn and I trade off, depending on her schedule. She’s been there all afternoon and she’s leaving at eleven. Someone has to stay with Mom in case she needs something and tonight that’s me.”
Cord stared at her as she refastened her bra and buttoned her blouse. “Why didn’t I know this?”
“I’d planned on talking to you earlier, but I forgot while we were dancing. And then we came out here and, Lord, I couldn’t think straight when you started touching me.
See?” She laughed and pointed at the crooked row of buttons. “So I understand if you’ve changed your mind and wanna back out.”
“Hell no, I’m not backin’ out. I have a ranch to run during the day anyway. Can you come to me at night?”
“Probably right after supper.”
“Tomorrow?”
She nodded.
“And every night after that?”
“If that’s what you want.”
“Oh, I want all right. We need to talk about somethin’ else anyway.” He shoved his hand through his hair and paced. “I ain’t about to ruin your reputation and mine because once we start this, I know I can’t keep my hands off you.”
“That’s bad?”
“Jesus, yes that’s bad. I can just hear the goddamn cradle robber jokes. So what happens between us stays between us and will be conducted in private. No exceptions.
We ain’t gonna go dancin’ or out to dinner. And it’s all gotta end when Ky comes home.”
“I’ll be headed back to school around then anyway.”
“Good enough. As far as birth control?”
“I’m on the pill.”
Cord stopped moving. “A virgin on the pill? Why?”
“About six months ago I was having some female issues and our school health clinician advised I get on the pill.”
He smiled. “No condoms. I’m down with that.”
“You are…clean?”
“Yes.” Cord slapped his hands beside her shoulders, caging her in. “Somethin’ else you oughta consider, AJ. I’m demanding in bed. Very demanding. Since we’ll only be spendin’ a few hours a day together, I’ll expect all that time will be naked time. And you better be prepared to say yes to whatever I ask or tell you to do.”
“Within reason.”
He lifted a brow. “Got a few conditions?”
“Yes. I won’t be cooking, cleaning, washing clothes, dishes or floors—even if you have some master/slave fantasy and command me to do it naked.” Her silvery eyes narrowed. “And don’t think I haven’t heard the rumors about the wild McKay men and their appetite for kink, threesomes and whatever. No multiples. Just you and me. That’s it.”
“Deal. But that means you will give me control. If I’m teachin’ you, we’ll do it my way. Anything I want, any way I want, any time, any place.” Cord layered his body to hers, rubbing his c**k into the soft notch between her thighs. “Feel how hard I am? You did that to me, baby doll. I’m gonna have to go home and jack off in the shower, imaginin’ it’s your hand around my cock. So when you come to me tomorrow, you’ll owe me one.”
“I can’t wait to pay up.” AJ gave him a flirty kiss and vanished into the night.
Chapter Seven
“Sweetheart, what time did your sister say she’d be here?”
AJ glanced at the clock. Jenn was over an hour late. “You know she always runs behind.”
And of all the days for Jenn to be late…AJ should’ve been at Cord’s house thirty minutes ago. Just thinking about what he might have planned made her heart race.
She slapped a lid on the goulash and wiped down the counters. Done. She’d be in her Jeep the second Jenn and her kids arrived.
AJ carried the mug of tea to the living room, which had become a hospital room since her mother’s accident. A big adjustable bed inhabited the space, seeming out of place in a room fraught with doilies, lace, and ruffles. AJ’s stomach clenched to see her stalwart mother bedridden. She’d never thought of Florence Foster as old—even though she’d recently turned seventy-one.
Age was merely a number, but AJ couldn’t deny her mom was getting on in years.
Her mother looked at least a decade younger than her biological age, but AJ noticed Florence slowing down when she’d come home for visits in the last year.
Work-roughened hands reached for the mug. “Thank you. You’re the best daughter ever.”