Patty's Homecoming, page 21
part #1 of Montana Wranglers Series
“It’s supposed to, you silly woman,” he said softly. “If it doesn’t feel good then I’m doing something horribly wrong.” A scrape of his teeth over her jaw and then he was kissing her. Little kisses, hard, fast, soft, and lingering.
“Well trust me, you are doing everything right,” she praised him. “Goodness it feels so amazing, you feel amazing.” Again she squeezed him inside of her body and grinned. “And does it feel just as good to you?” she asked hopefully, needing the words.
“I have no words to tell you just how much. I love you, Tish, that makes it all the more amazing and stunning to me. You, you make this amazing.” He whispered the words against her ear as he thrust slowly.
She growled a low and deep sound in the depth of her chest and held onto him. “And you. You make this amazing to me as well.” She moved on him, with him. “And see, I have to disagree. I think that you make this amazing. You and I together make this amazing and I love it. I never want to give it up.”
Chuckling softly, he nipped at her earlobe, tugging very gently. “We will have this until we are old and gray and can’t remember one another’s names.” His thrusts were smooth, gentle, one hand sliding over her arm lightly. Soft words in her ear had her smiling or moaning depending on what came out of his mouth.
“That’s a very, very damn good thing.” She moaned and bit her lower lip as she did so. “We will all be together, for all time. I know that we will.” She lifted slightly and shuddered. “Especially when you do this for me, to me.”
Laughing, he cupped her breast and gently squeezed. “I like doing this to you,” he said, rolling her nipple slowly. “I love the look on your face, the way your eyes glaze over and all your thoughts flee for the hills.”
“That’s very, very good.” She shivered and licked her lips. “My thoughts flee for the hills the moment that you get me naked. Hell, even thinking anything that has to do with you naked has my brain melting.”
“Good,” he purred with a smug little grin on his face. Pressing a kiss to her lips, he pinched her nipple and tugged gently. “I prefer you not thinking when we are making love. You think too much as it is,” he said softly with a hard thrust of his hips.
“I do, don’t I?” She shivered and leaned in closer, biting his lower lip as she did so. “I love the way that you feel.” She whimpered. “I need more.” She whispered. “Please.” She whispered. “More. Want more. Need more. Harder.”
“Much better,” he growled with a grin. He was clearly amused by her faltering language skills and looked quite pleased. Pressing his hands to the mattress by her ears, he pushed up slightly and began to thrust harder. “Stay with me, Tish,” he whispered as his thrusts got rougher, deeper.
“Oh I am right here with you.” She had a full-body shudder wrack her entire being. “Gods,” she whispered and held onto him tightly. “That feels so, so good.” Patty would never, ever get enough of Blake, or Corbin for that matter.
His deep laugh sent little vibrations through her body. His thrusts got harder, rougher, rocking not only her but the bed as well. And all his attention was focused on her, his eyes sharp under heavy lids as he watched her face, a small smile on his own.
Patty’s whole being was right there with him in the moment. His thrusts, his laugh, his everything was all that she needed. She shuddered, clenched him, and with her back arching, screamed as she came again.
A few hard thrusts, a deep body-shaking shudder and he followed her right over the edge. Her name was a choked sound as he collapsed over her. His weight pushed her down into the softness of the bed as he let out a groan.
“That was just exactly what I wanted, what I needed,” she panted as she held onto him. “Holy Christ this all felt so very, very good. All of it. I will never get enough of you,” she whispered. “Thank you for taking this day with me.”
With a groan, he rolled off of her and pulled her in close. “I don’t think there was a lot of choice with you twisting my arm up as you were.” Grinning, he pressed a kiss to her lips. “But I’m quite enjoying it so it will be something to repeat. On occasion,” he added.
“Yeah, I was twisting your arm but you know you loved it.” She grinned happily. “We both know that you enjoy being here with me as much as I love being here with you. You needed a break and so did I, so there.”
“Very true.” He nodded. Then he flung out a hand and came back with the room service menu. “But I need food. That lunch we had was too long ago and not nearly enough for a working man. You’d think they’d have a rancher’s special everywhere in Montana instead of just those itty bitty helpings,” he muttered. Flipping the menu right-side up, he handed it to her. “Pick and choose.”
“Oh, honey, we both know that they are catering not to the working man but to the asshole companies that mostly own the ranches now. They are catering to those that play at being ranchers.” Which was a cold, sad fact.
“Well, we are a dying breed, Tish,” he said. Which was the truth. It was getting harder and harder to find generation farms. Too often the newest, youngest generation sold the land that their grandfathers and great-grandfathers had labored and sweated over. “We should find out if your dad has provisions on the land,” he commented suddenly. “If not, when it comes to you we should look into it. Put something in place so that, no matter what, the land grabbers can’t ever get it. That the next generations can’t sell it off a piece at a time. ’Course, one of the downsides to that is, if the money dries up then you’re still stuck with the property taxes on a whale of a chunk of land.”
“I’m pretty sure that Dad has thought of all of that. We can look into it, but honestly I don’t want to think about anything like that at this moment in time. I know how horrible that sounds, but there it is. I don’t want to think about my father not being here with us for the rest of time.”
“He’ll outlive us, on that I’m pretty much betting. Mainly because he wants grandkids and he intends to spoil them bloody rotten for years and years and years. Heck, he’ll want to stick around for the great-grandkids. Just to show us, run our lives, and basically be a pain in my ass.” Blake was grinning though. Her father definitely gave him a bit of grief but everyone knew he loved Blake and Corbin like they were part of the family.
“Oh dear God, no kidding. That man is salivating for grandkids, and not just from us by the way. He’s got sons too, if you will recall,” she added with a grin. “So hopefully we can get one of my brothers to give him grandchildren first?” It was a slim hope, but a hope all the same.
He shot her a look that said it all. Not a snowball’s chance in hell. Then he tapped the menu. “Pick food. I’m dying here,” he said shaking his head. “Dying,” he said in a pitiful tone with a whimper and a bit of a lip quiver.
“Hey, stranger things have happened you know,” Patty shot back and looked over the menu. “Okay, I know what I want. Do you know what you want?” She wanted the big steak with lobster tail and all the trimmings. She was starving and she was very, very hopeful that they would work off every single calorie she took in too.
“I’ll bet it’s the exact same thing you’re getting,” he said with a grin. “The steak and lobster tail,” he said with a wink. “Baked potato with sour cream, chives for me and no butter or bacon bits. Garden salad on the side with the mixed vegetables to round out the dish.”
“Oh, that sounds perfect.” Her mouth watered. “Only I want my baked potato with lots of butter, no sour cream but lots of chives and bacon bits.” She had to be somewhat contrary after all. “I want ranch dressing on my salad also please.”
“Dessert.” He waved a finger as he reached out with his other hand for the phone. Humming, he grinned suddenly and started to give their order. “Water and maybe a bottle of red, something a bit fruity with a hint of smoke. And we’ll also get, for dessert…” He was watching her now. “Just one second, apparently there is a massive internal debate going on here.”
“The molten chocolate lava cake,” Patty said suddenly and watched Blake. She was frowning now, her eyes going from the phone to him and back to the phone. Just what was it that the man was playing at? What in the hell was he doing that he was holding back on her for?
“And we’ll get one molten chocolate lava cake, two forks. Yup, uh-huh, that’s right, yup, you got it. Thanks,” he chuckled and hung up the phone. “Twenty to twenty-five minutes, he said. Why are you looking at me like I’ve grown another head, love?”
“For some crazy reason I was thinking that we were going out.” A smile spread over her lips however and she added, “Then again, if we went out we wouldn’t be able to eat naked. And I so want to be able to eat naked with you. To have you licking the fudge as it drips down onto my breasts.” Even if she had to make it do just that, dammit.
“Hell no we’re not going out, I finally just got you in here and naked. We’re staying in this condition until tomorrow morning, or whenever we need to check out. I’ll throw on a robe when the food comes, or my jeans if I can find them, and you will burrow under the blankets to hide all your assets.”
“That sounds good to me.” Who was she to argue the man with the plan? She loved being naked with him, and it would be even better if Corbin were there with them naked as well. Maybe one day. “Deal. I think while you are waiting on food I’m going to go and soak in a nice hot tub, turning on the jets and enjoying myself. Wanna join me?”
“Probably should wait for the food,” he said softly. “Go ahead and I’ll come get you when it all arrives. I don’t know if I’d hear the knock on the door with the jets going.” Rolling to her, he kissed her and smiled slightly as he stroked a finger down her cheek.
That had her grinning. “Okay, sounds good. They should have little heating plates under the food or whatever and even if it gets cold we will survive, right?” If not she would just crawl her happy ass out of the tub and have their meal together before they got back in it to play.
“Absolutely,” he nodded. “Go and start the bath, I’ll come join you once the food is here. I’ll even bring in a glass of wine for us to enjoy.” A light smack on her ass and a brush of his lips he pulled back to settle on his back, hands under his head.
Patty laughed. “You just wanted to swat my ass, admit it,” she teased. “It’s okay though, I don’t mind. I kinda like it when you do that. Just not hard enough to actually hurt. I kinda like when it stings though, just FYI.”
“I figured from the look on your face,” he said softly. Reaching over, he brushed her hair back and rubbed a chunk between his fingers. “I just never want you to hurt again, Tish. Not like you did, never again. So if we ever get out of hand speak up and smack us, hard.”
“Don’t you worry, babe. If you get too out of hand I will not only smack you but I will grab the nearest heavy object and hit you upside the head with it. That, my dear, is a promise, not a boast. I will never be hurt by anyone, I don’t care who they are, but what you do with me is different, you realize that. Right?”
“I know, but I also worry about you. I try to be careful but I’m a rough-and-tumble guy at heart. But after seeing you bruised up it scares me that I could do the same to you. Not in the same way but I could squeeze too hard, bite too hard, something,” he whispered. Leaning over, he kissed her, rubbing his nose to hers. “I never want to put a single mark on you, in play or work, ever.”
“I know sweetheart.” She pulled him closer to her and rubbed her nose to his. “I know that you will never hurt me. I know that you love me too. That makes me happy. We will be able to work out life together. We have a hell of a lot of years before us, cowboy, so we will find our niche, right?”
Nodding, he wrapped her up in his strong arms and pulled her close to him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to go all maudlin on you,” he muttered with a sigh. “But I am glad we got all that out in the open, it’s just better that way.”
“I happen to agree. It’s good that we have gotten that out in the open because I didn’t want it to hang around with us. I really didn’t. We have it out there, we understand it and we are moving on. And we are, right? Moving on, that is?”
“Always forward and to a new and bright future.” Pressing a kiss to her lips, he held her close for a long, long time. Then he drew back. “Go and start the bath. The food will be here soon and we can sit in there for a little bit. But you need to be in the bath before the food arrives.” At which point there was a solid knock on the door and room service called out nice and clear.
She had to laugh, “Go. I will go and do up the bath while you get the food, babe. You just do what you need, okay?” Giving him one small kiss on his cheek she walked out, knowing that he wouldn’t answer the door until she was out of the room, protected as it were, and loved him all the more for it.
“You have a fantastic ass,” he said. When she turned, he shrugged and grinned. “Figured it couldn’t hurt to share that tidbit.” Then he waved her off as he grabbed his jeans and yanked them on. Chuckling, he walked toward the door but paused to look her way and cocked a brow, waiting.
Giving him one last wave, she disappeared into the bathroom and the next thing heard was the bathwater running and her soft laughter.
Chapter Thirteen
“I can carry my own bag, you know,” Patty teased Corbin and smacked his hand again. “Between you and Blake I will end up never being able to lift so much as a twig and that would be just downright sad. I plan on being a part of the ranch with you boys, so just suck it up cupcake, give me a kiss, and let’s get inside.”
“I missed you,” he said, pulling her in tight to him. Dropping his head, he kissed her hard, fast, and with a lot of hunger. A low growl sounded, whether it was from her or him she didn’t care. All that mattered was his mouth on hers and his tongue playing with her own.
Patty kissed him back just as desperately and when she pulled back, she licked her lips. “Let’s get my bag inside and you can help me unpack?” she asked and leaned back in again. “And if we get naked in the same time, I’m good with that.”
“Naked first, unpack later,” he said. His breath was coming faster, warm on her face as he stared at her with the same hunger in his eyes as had been in his kiss. He was backing her toward the house, lifting her up when they hit the stairs and just kept going, her in one arm and her bag in his other hand.
She couldn’t agree more. Naked first was a very, very damn good idea. Kissing him back just as desperately and needfully as he was her, she slipped her hands down his chest and into his pants. Finding him hard and waiting, she pulled back and licked her lips. “I guess you did miss me didn’t you, cowboy? Only been gone about eighteen hours…” She trailed off with a smile.
“Too damn long,” he muttered, his hips jolting into her tight hold. “You keep that up and I’ll be fucking you right here in the foyer. Pants around our ankles and readily viewable by anyone and their horse.”
“I’m perfectly fine with that.” Patty knew just as Corbin did that Blake would ensure that they weren’t seen. “So how about you stop, we get naked, and you slide inside of me?” She was more than willing and ready. Son of a bitch, she was ready to come right now. “I need to come, please.”
He jolted to a stop, swaying slightly. A loud crash signaled her bag hitting the floor and then she was on her feet. His hands tore at her jeans, pushing at them and her panties even as he took her in a hard, ravenous kiss.
She had felt him sliding hard into her pussy the moment that he kissed her, and shuddered. Her teeth nipped at his lips and she pushed hard back against him. “Harder,” she moaned against his lips, her nails raking over his skin as she did so.
Her back hit the nearest wall hard, his hands on her ass squeezing as he thrust into her over and over again. “Missed you so much,” he moaned. “Fucking never thought I’d miss you more than when you were away but I did, damn it.”
That had her grinning and she pushed hard back against him. “So you didn’t work too hard, big boy?” she asked with a moan and scraped her nails over his back and shoulders. “I missed you too.” Her confession was made against the side of his neck.
“I didn’t even realize just how much Blake did,” he groaned out, grinding into her. “Fucker is seriously overworked and there are a bunch of assholes that need to be fired, yesterday.” He stopped chatting by putting his mouth on her throat and suckling and nibbling on the skin.
“Then you need to fire them.” She shuddered, “Right there.” It was said with a low moan of pure need. “Damn that feels so good.” She bit the side of his neck as she whimpered, sobbed, and made general sounds of her desire. “So close.” Her confession was there. It was stark and true and damn, she needed more.
A low grunt was her only answer but he thrust harder, his cock hitting her deep, sliding right over the spot that made her crazy. His teeth scraped down her throat and then he bit her, holding as he drove in once, twice more, and then exploded. A shudder ripped through him as he pinned her to the wall, his seed splashing deep inside her.
Patty’s legs tightened around him. The second she felt his cum splashing inside of her body she, too, came. Her orgasm had her screaming, legs tight around him and an intense cry of pure pleasure spilling from her. “So good. God, that feels perfect.” She had her nails biting hard into his hair, but she couldn’t let him go at all.
He let out a moan and lifted his head to stare at her. “Did I mention I missed you?” he asked with a crooked grin. Chuckling at her nod, he pressed a little kiss to her lips. “Good, just want to make sure it was all on the record.”
Her head was laying on his shoulder, her happiness was there and complete. “Totally on record, and for the record”—another kiss to the side of his cheek—“I missed you, too.” She touched his cheek, her love was there for him and she nodded. “But I want to be able to do this at least once a month. Be with you or with Blake for a night once a month. I think we all need that, don’t you?”
