Long Time Gone (Rough Riders #16.5)(29)
Author: Lorelei James

“Let’s make every moment count.” Cal settled his mouth over hers and kissed the daylights out of her. “Now that I’ve got the day off, let’s celebrate.”

“Doin’ what?”

“What do you think?” He scooped her into his arms.

She laughed. But her laughter died when she noticed he wasn’t headed in the direction of the bedroom. “Uh, Cal? Where are we goin’?”

“Outside.”

“Ooh, kinky. We gonna do it in the swing?”

“No, we’re gonna finish weeding the back section and then when it gets too hot we’ll spend the afternoon in the cool, dark bedroom, doin’ all sorts of kinky things at least until suppertime.”

“Gotta love a man with a plan.”

***

Being with Cal had been the best week of Kimi’s life.

Not only was he sweet, thoughtful, slyly funny and just so easy to be around, he made her body sing. And the bonus was the man was a horny devil; he made love to her morning, noon and night. Literally.

He had the most inventive ways to wake her up—his cock rubbing against her clit as he feasted on her tits and came on her belly. Hiking her hips in the air and eating her from behind, then slamming into her like a pile driver. Spooning in behind her, those skillful fingers manipulating her clit as he rocked in and out of her. But she’d woken up before him yesterday morning, taking his soft, sleeping penis into her mouth until it hardened. Then she sucked him off and wouldn’t let him touch her.

But Cal had made her pay at lunchtime. First he’d used piggin’ string to tie her arms together and tied them to the headboard. He’d swatted her ass hard while he whispered dirty talk to her that’d made her wet because she wasn’t expecting that from the laidback cowboy. The crazy man had made her come three times—once with his mouth, once with his fingers and once with his cock—and then he’d gone back to work with a smug smile on his face.

Last night when he came home, he’d been quieter than usual. After the sun went down, they sat side by side on the swing and she’d finally bugged him into telling her what was wrong.

“I was rough with you earlier. Rough and kinky and Christ, up until a few days ago, you were a damn virgin. It’s obvious that when I look at you, I just goddamn want you any way I can get you, and I forget about the fact you’re eighteen.”

That had pissed her off. She climbed on his lap and covered his mouth with her hand.

“I oughta spank you, Calvin McKay, for talkin’ such crap. Am I some mealy-mouthed maiden who can’t speak up for herself? Hell no. There are two people in bed doin’ what we’ve been doin’ and if one of us wanted to stop, then one of us is smart enough to say so. Have I said no?”

He shook his head.

“Have you said no?”

Another shake of his head.

“And I’m also smart enough to figure out that you haven’t asked the other women you’ve been with to do the fun, kinky things we’ve been doin’. Or maybe you thought that as a sheltered Catholic virgin I wouldn’t know what’s considered normal when it comes to sex, so you decided you’d sneak in some kinkier stuff to see if I balked.”

His eyes narrowed.

“Which probably would’ve been true…if I hadn’t found my Aunt Hulda’s erotic how-to books. She had a whole box of them. I have no idea where she got them, but I think because she was a nun who married a priest, neither of them knew shit about sex and they had to learn it from books.”

He mumbled something beneath her hand.

“So you don’t get to act sorry. Because I’m not. Not. At. Fucking. All. I liked that you don’t treat me like every other woman you’ve bounced on or like I’m some fragile doll you can break. I like that you play rough with me. If you woulda gone too far, I’da told you.”

And he’d proved how sorry he was for bringing it up. Twice.

So things were going good. So good that she mentioned to him she’d considered not going to Alaska.

But because Cal was smart, in addition to being loving and thoughtful, he was refusing to let her stay.

Refusing. To prove he wasn’t joking, he’d tossed her suitcases on the bed half an hour ago and reminded her of the bus schedule in Spearfish.

Kimi brooded as she sorted and repacked everything she owned.

The silence between them was deafening.

Then Cal’s strong arms encircled her. She closed her eyes and let the warmth and comfort of his sheltering body envelope her.

“I’m crazy about you, Kimi West. You know that.”

She slumped against him. “I know.”