Even though she swore she wasn’t going to get emotionally involved, her heart squeezed, knowing Mac had purposely set this scenario up for her. Truthfully, even though there had always been another side of her, one that wanted to explore numerous fantasies, she couldn’t quite believe how far she’d come since stepping foot off the plane. But knowing she was under Mac’s care, that he was there to watch over her as he guided her on her journey of self-discovery, filled her with a new kind of freedom.
She licked Blake’s cock and cried Mac’s name as he pounded into her with hot, hard strokes that stole the air from her lungs. He slowed long enough for her to catch her breath, easy, measured strokes that soothed as well as excited, then suddenly pulled back to the tip and sank balls-deep. Tension grew in her body as Mac and Blake fulfilled one of her deepest, darkest desires, but she didn’t want to climax, didn’t want this moment to ever end.
“I’m right there,” Blake said, his voice like a rough caress as he gripped her hair. His cock thickened in her mouth, and she pulled back, letting him release on her breasts.
Mac growled, his fingers tightening on her hips. She knew he was close, nearing the breaking point but purposefully holding back. He was waiting for her.
He pumped harder, and heat suffused her body. As he drove her higher and higher, he angled his hips for deeper thrusts. Mac’s hand slipped between their bodies, the rough pad of his fingers rubbing her clit.
“Oh, my God! Yessss…” Her breath grew shallow, and she leaned forward, pressing Blake’s cock between her breasts as she tumbled over the edge of ecstasy. Blinding pleasure raced through her, and Blake wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as she rode out the pulsating waves.
“Son of a bitch!” Mac’s forehead fell between her shoulders, his breath hot against her sweat-slicked flesh.
Her muscles continued to clench around Mac’s cock and she exhaled a whimper of relief as her body trembled in bliss. He slid his palm over her, spread his fingers, and rubbed them over the lips of her pussy, wringing one last spasm from her aching core and another cry of pleasure from her lips. He stilled inside her. A moan of pleasure erupted from deep within his chest, filling her as he let go.
He completely collapsed on top of her, his hands circling her waist to hold on tight. She reveled in the feel of his weight holding her down, and thought about how nice it felt to be held by him.
“Sweetheart,” Mac murmured into her ear. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
Her heart took that moment to tighten, because being with him like this was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. It was true—Mac was the kind of guy every girl wanted, and she was no exception, which had her realizing that when he got bored and this sexual adventure was over, walking away was going to be harder than she ever anticipated.
Chapter Seven
When Mac finally got his breathing under control, he inched back, gripped Jess by the waist, and eased his cock out of her. He lifted her to her feet, the intimacy in what they’d just done creating a deeper bond between them. One he had a feeling she understood every bit as much as he did.
He offered her an apologetic grin and said, “Ah, sorry about interrupting your stretches.”
She nibbled her bottom lip, a sexy grin on her mouth. “I’m pretty sure what we did here was better than any workout.”
“Still,” he said as he brushed his thumb over her flushed cheeks, soaking in her beauty. “If you want to finish, I’d love to join you.”
She tucked her hair behind her ears. “I think I had enough of a workout,” she murmured.
He looked past Jess’s shoulder to see Blake climb back into his pants. Mac gave a curt nod to his friend, and when he returned it, Jess spun to face the other man. Mac pulled her closer against him as Blake finished dressing. The other man fastened his belt, and then put his hands on Jess’s shoulders. Even though they’d just shared her, possession raced through Mac and he tried not to flinch as Blake dropped a kiss onto her forehead.
He glanced at Mac. “I can see why you’d never want to let this one get away,” he said. “She’s special.” He cocked his head, a warm smile on his face when he continued with, “And the pleasure was all mine.” He drove a blade of grass between his lips and walked away, leaving Mac alone with Jess.
A frown pulled at her lips when she turned back to him, and he nudged her chin. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“You told Blake I was special?”
“Sure. I want everyone to know you’re mine.”
Surprise moved over her face. “Oh.”
“Come on.” He grabbed her hand.
“Where we going now?”
“To shower,” he said. He cast her a devious glance. “Then we have lots of time to play before I have to attend to my ranch duties.”
She arched a questioning brow, but he didn’t bother to explain that later, he’d be teaching a crowd how to make a lasso and hog-tie cattle and that he planned to use her as his student. Since she wasn’t one for loud crowds, he felt it was best to keep his plan under wraps for the time being. No need in scaring her off.
A warm, comfortable silence fell over them as Mac captured her hand and walked her back to her room for a shower. They stepped inside her suite, and after washing each other under the warm spray, he wrapped her in a towel and said, “How would you like to grab some climbing gear and take a different way up the mountain?
“I would love that.”
“We can have breakfast at the top.”
Her towel dropped an inch to expose her cleavage. “How is it you always seem to know what I’m thinking?”
Instead of answering, his glance moved over the lush swell of her breasts. He tamped down his swelling cock and slapped her bare ass. “Ahh, you’d better get dressed or we’ll never get out of here.”
She yelped and hurried into a fresh set of clothes. Thirty minutes later, after arranging for another picnic breakfast and gathering his climbing gear, Mac guided her toward the smallest, safest mountain. Since she’d never rock climbed before, Mac hooked her to the safety gear and gave her a run-through. He took the lead, and she followed from behind. He glanced over his shoulder, keeping a close eye on her progress, pleased to see her lovely face in concentration as she followed his instructions to a T. They made better progress than he expected, and before he knew it, they were standing at the peak. His chest swelled when he took in the smile on her face. He loved seeing her so happy.
“Thank you for bringing me here.” She breathed in the air and looked at the ranch in the distance. “It’s so beautiful.”
“So are you,” Mac said, coming up behind her. He slipped his arm around her waist, and she exhaled slowly.
“I love it here,” she whispered, pointing to the ground. “Right here, this very spot. I never want to leave.”
He spun her around to face him. “Maybe you’d like to stay longer.”
When she frowned and looked down, his stomach tightened. He put his hand under her chin and lifted it. “What is it? What aren’t you telling me?”
“I just…I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Hey, it’s me. You can tell me anything.”
Her lashes fluttered rapidly. “I know.”
“So tell me.”
“It’s just… the thoughts of going back…to my studio.”
“You’re not happy there?”
“No, just the opposite. I love it there, but my business is failing. I don’t have the marketing skill you do, and if I can’t figure out how to bring in more clients, I’ll have to close the doors.”