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Lucas reached across the
wooden seat and grabbed her hand, giving her a small squeeze. "I can promise
you, once you get to know this place, the people here, you’re not going to
want to leave. Just give us a chance, Nyssa. We may surprise you."
"Oh, I have no doubt. I’m
just worried that you can’t handle my surprises."
"I can handle any
surprises you throw in my direction, Nyssa."
Nyssa’s eyes widened at
the clear message in the sheriff’s words. Hot damn! The sheriff was making a
pass at her. Nyssa slide across the seat between them. She carefully lifted
her dress and moved over until she was straddling his lap, his hands
pressing against her back.
Leaning up she brushed
her lips across the soft edge of Lucas’s ear, feeling the shiver that passed
through him. She could feel the hard length of his cock pressed between her
legs, hot and throbbing.
"I have a lot of
surprises, sheriff. Are you really sure you can handle them? You’re a mighty
big man, but these are some mighty big surprises," she purred into his ear.
She nearly squeaked when Lucas quickly pulled the wagon down a small dirt
road and tied the reins around the brake handle.
Lucas grabbed Nyssa by
the arms, pulling her up against his chest. One of his hands moved to clench
tightly in her hair, the other to the small of her back.
"Try me," he growled as
he lowered his lips to hers. His tongue licked at her upper lip, asking for
permission. As soon as her tongue made the tentative foray to touch his,
Lucas took over. From there, it was anything but tentative. It was wet, hot,
hard as Lucas devoured Nyssa’s lips, exploring, searching, demanding.
Several moments later,
when Lucas finally lifted his head, his eyes were glazed with lust. Both of
them were breathing hard and fast. Nyssa lifted her eyes to Lucas’s.
"Breathing is way over
rated. Kiss me again," she demanded.
"Yes, ma'am," Lucas
chuckled as he lowered his lips to Nyssa’s again. This time the kiss was
slower, deeper, nearly reaching into Nyssa’s soul and lighting her up. It
was unbelievable, unlike any kiss she had ever received in the past, not
that there had been that many.
Her entire sexual history
consisted of one relationship four years ago that lasted all of three months
and a single one nightstand. A courtesan she was not. But damned if this man
didn’t make her want to throw all caution to the wind and strip his ass
naked.
Nyssa moaned when one of
Lucas’s large hands moved down her back to grasp her ass, gently squeezing
it before moving down to grasp her hips, pushing her against his erection.
She leaned back against the steering wheel as she reached for the buttons of
her dress, unbuttoned each button, slowly, one at a time.
Lucas’s breath held in
his throat as Nyssa slowly parted the green calico material. Next she
unbuttoned her white chemise revealing her bare breasts to his hungry gaze.
He nearly came in his pants when she reached up and pulled at her nipples
until they stood up, hard and erect.
Lucas swallowed hard, his
hands trembling as he reached out to gently cup each rounded globe in his
hands. When each large breast settled fully into his massive hands, Lucas
closed his eyes, his head falling back in delight.
"Damn! You’re perfect!"
he groaned deeply, his voice thick and raspy. Leaning forward he lifted one
nipple to his lips, lavishing it with his tongue, then the other. He heard
Nyssa’s moan as he gently bit down with his teeth.
"Lucas," Nyssa whispered.
Not wanting to be left out, she quickly unbuttoned Lucas’s shirt, thankful
when he reached down and pulled the material out of his pants so that she
could spread it away from his body.
Her hands landed on his
chest, her fingers curling into the light spraying of dark curly hair she
found there. Oh yes, there was nothing like a man with a little bit of chest
hair. Not too much, but just enough to play with.
It sprinkled across each
hard peck, a small trail going down the center of his abdomen to disappear
into his tight pants. Well, Nyssa couldn’t have that. Reaching down she
pulled his belt loose then unbuttoned his pants.
As she reached to pull
the unbuttoned pants apart Lucas grabbed her hands, stopping her. Nyssa
looked up at him in surprise.
"Nyssa, do you know what
you are doing?"
Nyssa smiled at Lucas. "I
know what I’m doing, Lucas."
"Nyssa, if you touch me I
don’t know if I can stop myself from having you. Do you understand that?"
She leaned in and swiped
her tongue across his lips. "I’m counting on it."
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