“Fuck. You feel so good. You have no idea what you do to me. Watching you take what you want. Riding my cock. The fucked look of your wet hair and the beautiful glisten of your skin have me so hard I’ve got your tight * gripping my cock like it’s so damn thirsty.” His words undo me. I press him back until his head lies against the tiled wall. I ride him until my legs sting. I say his name every time he hits the spot that tempts to send me over the edge. He knows I’m close. So is he.
His lids hood over his eyes, and he lifts me, placing me up against the opposite side of the spray. He slams into me and fucks me hard. I can feel his cock pulsing and my heart screaming with the urgent need to tell him how much I want him. I need to feel the way he makes me feel; instead, I holler out his name when I feel him release inside of me. His warmth then sends me over the edge. My fingers burn from gripping his shoulders as we both come so hard our breathing is out of control.
“I’m glad you're here,” I speak honestly after he pulls out of me and turns me around to stand under the hot spray. “Me too. Even though I have no fucking clue what the hell to do on a ranch.”
“Me either, but getting away and spending time together is what we need. There are so many things I’m dying to know about you,” I say as I reach for the soap and start to run it across his chest. I continue to clean his body from head to toe while sorting out in my head about where to start with my questions. I want to know everything about him. Our relationship started as backwards as one can get. It’s time to move forward. I want to know the real Kaleb Maverick. What makes him tick? What are his likes and dislikes? What all his job entails. Everything.
“There’s not much to me, Jade. What you see is what you get.” He spreads his arms out wide.
“There’s a lot of you to see. I want to know what’s in here and here.” I point to his head and his heart.
“Jade Elliott seems to be consuming both of those at the moment.” He takes the soap from my hands. He returns the favor by running it carefully over my skin.
“I love that I’m there, Maverick, but tomorrow morning I want to know all about you.”
“Yes, ma’am.” My brows lift at those two words.
“Are we switching roles here? No more demanding Kaleb?” I tease, knowing damn well what his answer will be.
“Fuck, no. If I tell you to call me’ Sir’, you’ll do it.” I laugh and catch myself smiling long after his words.
“My hair is going to look like a frazzled mess when we get up.” After drying it with a towel, brushing it out, and then putting it on top of my head in messy twist, it’s going to be a nightmare. I grab my shorts and tank off of the floor, only to have them yanked out of my hands and tossed into the bedroom.
“I don’t give a shit what your hair looks like, and as cute as those little items you were sleeping in are, when you sleep next to me, your fine ass is naked. Got me?” He grips my hips and starts walking us into the bedroom, while my arm flings out and catches the light switch.
“No. I don’t get you. I don’t mind sleeping naked, especially next to you. I can grab this anytime I want.” I reach around and wrap my hand around his cock.
“Exactly my point, Jade. Now climb your ass in bed. You need rest.” I won’t argue with him there. I climb in, the sheets cool against my skin. Kaleb wastes no time tucking me into his side. Swinging my leg over his, I curl my arm around his waist.
“Sleep, Jade. Tomorrow we’ll talk.” I close my eyes. Even though I slept soundly and peacefully in my bed at my parents’ house, sleeping next to Kaleb is undoubtedly the best night’s sleep I’ve had in months.
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“So let me get this straight. You left that fine piece of ass in bed to sit out here with me and have coffee? Did you fall and smack your head?” Mal reaches over, digging her fingers into my knotted-up hair.
“Quit it, you ass. And no. My head is fine. I agreed to sit out here to watch the sunrise with you and talk without any interruptions. So ask me. I know you're dying to know about him.” I nudge her shoulder. We’ve been up for about a half hour. Last night was wonderful, getting settled in, but Mal and I really haven’t had the chance to talk. She only knows what she overheard before we left. After Harris showed us around, he made a fire. We sat around and most of the conversation was directed around his ranch. I see why he loves to come here. Mal ate it up. Well, more like ate him up with her eyes. I’ll definitely be touching on that subject.
“Well, where should I start? How about this. When and how long have you been fucking him?”
“A few weeks.” I shrug. That was not what I expected, hell I’m not sure what I expected her to ask.