chapter TWENTY-EIGHT
“Thanks for comin’,” Curtis told David as his brother headed down the porch. “And thanks for all the help.”
“No problem,” David called back, waving as he headed toward the big house.
Finally.
David was the last to leave, and though he’d thought the house would never be quiet again, Curtis now had Lorrie all to himself.
Closing the door, he turned to see her standing there, staring back at him, the same way she’d been doing for the past couple of hours. Ever since Mayor Clark had delivered the paper showing that they had officially renamed the town to Coyote Ridge.
“I thought you bought me a car,” she blurted.
He grinned, closing the distance between them.
“Yeah?” He stopped in front of her. “Were you disappointed?”
She shook her head. “Not at all. The last thing in the world I want is a car.”
“No?”
“No.”
“So, did you like your gift?”
“I can’t believe you remember that,” she said, her eyes locked with his.
He took her hand and pulled her over to the couch, then had her straddle his lap so that she was facing him.
“It’s funny. The day my mother told me that the Walkers owned all the land in Granite Creek, I knew that one day I would rename the town. I had no idea what that entailed at the time, but I remembered a little blond-haired, blue-eyed girl telling me that it would’ve made more sense to be called Coyote Ridge.”
“I’m pretty sure you made fun of me for that,” she said, grinning. “Was it hard to do?”
“It wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be.”
“What does it entail? Changing a whole town’s name?”
“Let’s just say, there are some new land owners in Coyote Ridge.”
Lorrie smiled. “I really like the name. It’s perfect.”
“It is perfect,” he agreed, reaching up and framing her face with his hands. “Just like you.”
Curtis pulled her face to his until their lips met. He’d been wanting to do this all damn day, desperate to feel her against him. Her mouth was pliant as he slipped his tongue inside. When she started to squirm on his lap, his dick roared to life between them.
“What do you say we take this to the bedroom?” he asked, pulling back and looking at her.
Lorrie shook her head.
Okay, so maybe he’d misread her intentions. Rather than show his disappointment, he watched her.
“I want to stay right here,” she whispered, her lips returning to his mouth.
He damn sure couldn’t argue with that.
As she kissed her way along his jaw, Curtis’s dick throbbed behind his zipper. This woman made him wild for her, and she seemed to surprise him at every turn.
She nibbled his ear, and Curtis’s hips bucked upward as he gripped her hips in his hands, pulling her down to him. “I need to be inside you,” he growled.
Lorrie nodded.
“Right here?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“Undo my jeans, Lorrie,” he instructed.
She sat up straight, her eyes meeting his. He saw heat and hunger swirling in the glistening blue hue. When she reached between them and undid the button, he never took his eyes off her. It didn’t take long before she freed his dick, though it required a little help on his part, forcing the denim midway down his thighs.
“Do you have panties on?” he asked.
Lorrie nodded.
“Take them off.”
Curtis stroked himself as she climbed off his lap. He laughed when she teased him, lifting her dress high enough to give him a little peek before she allowed it to fall back to her thighs as she lowered her panties down her legs and kicked them to the side.
“Now the dress.” He smirked. She only thought she was the one in control.
Cupping his balls, he continued to torment himself while he watched the seductive little striptease that didn’t last nearly as long as he would’ve preferred.
“Bra,” he commanded.
Lorrie unhooked her bra and tossed it away, leaving her standing naked in the middle of their living room.
“Beautiful,” he whispered. “So fucking beautiful. Now come here.”
He helped her back onto his lap, straddling his hips, but before she lowered onto his thighs, he stroked her pussy with the head of his dick, the wet heat sending electrical currents firing through his veins.
“You’re wet for me,” he said.
Lorrie nodded.
“I want you to ride me, baby.”
She moaned when he pressed the head against her entrance, then, using his other hand, he pulled her hips so that she took him inside.
A rumble echoed in his chest as he groaned. She felt so damn good.
When he was fully seated inside her, Curtis released her hips.
“Ride me, beautiful. Ride my cock.”
Her nipples puckered instantly, and he reached up to tweak them as she began lowering and lifting, taking him inside before pulling away.
“Rock your hips,” he urged. “Take me all the way inside and rock them back and forth.”
She did as he instructed, taking him deep as she rolled her hips. Her eyes closed and she moaned softly.
“So tight. So wet. I love the way your pussy grips me.” He knew how much she liked when he talked to her. His sweet girl was definitely naughty, and he had no problems telling her what he liked most.
He watched her for the longest time, enjoying the friction of her smooth pussy walls along his dick. Her head tipped back as he sucked one nipple into his mouth, her whimpers only heightening the sensation.
“Curtis… I need more…”
“What do you need, darlin’?”
“I…” She whimpered again. “I need … more.”
He smiled, then gripped her hips to still her movements. Her eyes snapped open, and she met his gaze.
“Let me do the work now,” he said. “But I want you to touch yourself.” He brushed his thumb over her engorged clitoris. “Right here.”
Her throat worked as she swallowed.
“Come on, baby,” he encouraged. “I wanna see you touch yourself.”
Taking her hand to help her along, Curtis placed her finger over her clitoris. When she didn’t pull away, he gripped her hips again and began gently thrusting up into her.
“Oh … yes…”
He’d known she’d like that.
Before long, he was entranced by the way she was rubbing her pussy while he fucked her from beneath. Her beautiful tits bounced before him, and she was by far the most captivating woman he’d ever met.
“That’s it,” he urged. “You like that?” He groaned when her pussy walls tightened around his dick. “Oh, yeah. Do that again. I love when your pussy grips my dick.”
Again, her walls milked him.
“So sexy,” he said, continuing to watch as she pleasured herself.
It wasn’t long before her moans grew louder, her breaths fast and labored.
“Curtis…”
“Tell me, Lorrie,” he insisted. “Tell me when you come.”
Her body clamped around his cock, a desperate cry escaping her as he slammed his hips upward, driving deep.
“Yes… Oh, yes… Curtis…”
He couldn’t look away as her climax ripped through her. Curtis continued to hold her hips, fucking her until he was blinded by the pleasure, and only then did he give in to his release.