King's Treasure (Oil Kings Book 3) by Marie Johnston (great novels .TXT) 📗

devouring her. “I thought I’d lost you. I thought I’d fucked up too bad.”

“Me too.”

“You didn’t—” I couldn’t get any more words out. She tightened her legs around me and blood drained from my brain. The message that this woman and I were still on had reached my dick and it pounded behind the fly of my pants.

Now was not the time to maul her. We’d just reconnected. I wasn’t going to go farther than kissing when we were in the sitting room of her house.

“On the couch,” she gasped.

I turned enough to keep from tripping on my backpack and dropped to my ass. She moved her legs to my sides, straddling me.

The kiss deepened. I did more than taste her, I consumed her. I wanted to run my hands up her sides, but it still felt like too much too soon.

Until she started wiggling that fine butt of hers. Sitting wasn’t exactly easy with as strong of an erection as I had, and the pressure of her body grinding against mine only added to the exquisite pain.

“Savvy,” I groaned. I couldn’t tell her to stop. I didn’t want her to, but this was a special sort of hell.

She abruptly pulled back and slid off my lap.

Left bereft, my head spun. “Sorry, did I . . .”

She whipped her shirt over her head and stole my words. Those creamy breasts I’d craved each night were cupped by a light pink bra. The bra hit the ground. Next, she shucked her pants and underwear off and kicked them to the side. I couldn’t look away. My goddess was in front of me.

“I need you now. I’ve dreamed of this every night and thought I wouldn’t have the chance to be with you anymore.”

She’d pulled those words from my mind. My gaze strayed to the door. “What about . . .”

Hell with it. We were adults, we were married, and as old-fashioned as her parents seemed, I didn’t think they’d mind if Savvy and I messed around in this room. Her mother had practically shoved me in here.

I unzipped my jeans enough to get my dick out, cool air kissing the tip and making it throb harder. I didn’t have time to do anything more before she straddled me again. Sliding my hands down her sides, I relished her warm, satiny skin. I kissed my way across her cleavage to capture one nipple in my mouth. As I did that, she positioned herself over me and pushed down.

My head dropped as hot, wet paradise enveloped me. “Savvy . . . You feel so fucking good.”

All she did was moan and bite her bottom lip. If she was afraid of making too much noise, I could help with that.

I cupped the back of her neck and drew her close. She rode me with slow, sensuous rolls of her hips. I muffled her moans and she stifled mine. Palming her breasts, I moved as best I could with her.

Her knees dug into the cushions. I thrust up as much as possible. Were the flaps of my jeans digging into her? Would the denim rub her raw? She didn’t act like she cared.

I let her ride me until her hands tightened on my shoulders. She needed more. Threading an arm between us, I found her soaked clit.

“Xander,” she moaned.

I licked up every syllable as I massaged lazy circles on her bundle of nerves.

Her whole body jerked as her climax hit. Her teeth caught my lip, but I held on to her as she shook in my arms. Just as she was coming down, I flipped her onto her back and spread over her, shoving my pants further down with one hand. Using that same hand, I hitched her knee up and drove into her willing body.

“Savvy.” I touched her forehead with mine as I worked in and out of her tight channel. “I don’t care where we’re at—we’re fucking like this any time you want.”

“God, yes. And I’m going to scream your name over and over.”

My orgasm swelled and I angled my hips just right, just how she liked it, and stroked her enough to give her another climax.

Somehow we managed to keep it down, grunting and moaning through our peaks. I stayed in her for minutes afterward, both of us catching our breath, then I took the throw we’d cuddled under the last time I was here and covered us both.

I maneuvered us onto our sides, and we spooned. No one entered. I didn’t know if her mother was even home, but we were left alone. I stroked the skin of her abdomen. I’d never get enough of touching this woman. I’d never get enough of her. The need was stronger now than when we’d met.

“Are you sure about Montana? We can look here.”

“I love Montana.” She looked over her shoulder, a furrow between her brows. “I really would love that job.”

“Dad would love to have you.”

“But I’ve been working on something I’m really excited about.”

“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”

I lost track of the hours we spent on the couch. Eventually, we dressed and ordered in food. Then I took my wife upstairs and did everything she begged me to.

Chapter 23

Savvy

I jumped out of the car and sprinted across the short driveway. Rina caught me and we danced in a circle while we hugged.

“I can’t believe you made it back!” Rina laughed.

After squeezing Rina for several more moments and then flinging myself into Eris’s arms, Xander and I switched. I gave Hector a quick squeeze around the baby he held.

Brady was next. He squished me against him and twirled around like I’d done with Rina. When we were done and laughing, he held me at arm’s length. “Look at you, pampered princess. All country girl now.”

I kicked up my new but broken-in Ariat boots. “I was a ranch hand all winter.”

Not really. Dawson had humored me, but since winter was their slow season and I hadn’t wanted to take away from the work of his employees, he’d