Heiress for Hire (Cuttersville #2)(51)
Author: Erin McCarthy

"You feel amazing. Tight and slick. I want to push inside you," he murmured, nuzzling his nose across her cheek.

Amanda closed her eyes, arching her body toward his touch. He was doing the most delicious subtle things inside her, stroking here, pressure there. "I’m good with that."

He removed his finger right as his mouth took hers with passion. The man could kiss. One lip lock and he had her feeling like the sexiest woman this side of Vegas. And it was more than that. It was that when he kissed, she could feel emotion in it. She could feel that when she was with him, she mattered to Danny.

It was just as arousing as any stroke of his fingers.

The room was hot, the sun still streaming in through the windows, and the bed was creaking beneath them. But Amanda was only vaguely aware that a world existed outside of Danny Tucker’s naked body. She took a quick glance down at him as he knocked on her door, so to speak, with his penis.

The whole leg thrown over his hip thing seemed a little innovative, though visually damn sexy. "Is this going to work?"

"I have no idea, but I’m willing to try."

Okay, then, she could be spontaneous too. "Try away."

He didn’t just try. He made it work. Danny put his hand on her ass to keep her immobile, and he entered her with a big push that knocked the air right out of her overworked lungs.

"Holy shit…" was his opinion.

"Aaahhh" was hers. Her tongue tied in knots. Her fingers went numb. Her gut shivered, and her legs locked.

"You okay?" He hovered in her, throbbing and deep, his grip on her backside relaxing a little.

Amanda nodded, not sure she could speak. She dug her stubby fingernails into his shoulders and didn’t care if he liked scratching or not. If she didn’t hold on, she was going to end up on the floor.

Danny pulled back, then pushed in, and her head snapped back on a moan.

Then again, harder. Deeper.

She found her voice again. "Oh, God, that feels incredible."

Closing her eyes, she relaxed, let him build a rhythm, dropped her fingers down to his waist. His muscles flexed as he thrust into her, and his breath came in short staccato pants.

Then she was falling, without even a push. She was just sliding off into ecstasy, her orgasm a slow, undulating river of pleasure, unexpected and easy.

He pumped faster, and she dragged her eyes open, smiling in exhilaration at him. "I said it before, but that… feels… so… good."

"Tell me about it," he said through gritted teeth, his upper lip moist.

Feeling playful and satisfied and yet like she could lie there and let him sink into her for the rest of her life, Amanda bit at his mouth. "Mmmm."

Danny paused for a split second, long enough for her to realize he was about to come, so she squeezed her inner muscles tightly around him.

"Amanda," he whispered in a ragged voice. Then he exploded in her with a deep moan, hand convulsing on her thigh.

His eyes were locked on hers and as he pounded himself into her, Amanda knew that he was with her, he was one hundred percent focused on her and not anyone or anything else.

As he slowed down, she gave a soft laugh. "No wonder there’s so much sex on a farm. It’s really great sex."

He drew in a shuddery breath and brushed her hair off her cheek. "Never that great before."

Excuse her while she went and purred. She felt relaxed, sluggish, exhilarated. Wiggling a little, she scooted closer to him.

"I’m sweaty," he warned.

"I don’t care." She wanted to feel him up against all of her, shoulder to toes, while he was still imbedded inside her.

"Good. And you know, I think the thing about great sex is that, it’s even better when you do it with the right person."

His arms closed around her back, making her feel feminine and cherished. "That’s true."

When he kissed the top of her head, she tried to remember why she wasn’t going to trust another man with her heart. Why she wasn’t going to let a man control her future ever again. She couldn’t even seem to remember why it was important to leave Cuttersville behind at the end of the summer and return to her regularly scheduled life.

All she could seem to think about was that it would be really simple to fall in love with Danny Tucker. One green light from her brain to her heart, and she’d be there.

The only thing that stopped her was the knowledge that she was more liability than asset to a man like Danny. She came with a heap of insecurities and a host of selfish issues, and had little or no practical skills.

But that didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy this with him while she was here. He was willing, they both understood there was no fu-ture, and he was giving her back something she had forgotten to give herself—respect.

Danny liked her for who she was, and so did she.

"You know you have a farmer’s tan." She ran her hands over his hip. He was golden bronze from the waist up. Below that, he was like bleached cotton.

"Well, what an amazing coincidence, since I’m a farmer." He gave her a wry grin as he shifted a little and pulled out of her.

She sighed a little at the loss. "I could fix that for you."

"I don’t want it fixed." Danny rolled over, reaching for his boxer shorts. "I don’t really care."

"You don’t care that your butt is white?" she teased, as he flashed same said butt when he stood.

"No. I really don’t. It’s not like I have to look at it." He stepped into his boxers and gave the waistband a snap to get it in place.

Amanda laughed. "You’re so practical. I love that about you."

Then she almost choked, realizing she had said the "L" word without thinking. His eyes widened, and she was sure hers did too. They could probably pass for a couple of bullfrogs staring at each other.

She really didn’t want him to get the wrong idea. To think that she was dangling after him. That she was going to expect something from him beyond friendship and some incredible sex.

Sitting up, she let her hair fall over her face to hide any tell-tale redness that might be clashing with her tan. His T-shirt was the only piece of clothing within range, so she swiped it and pulled it on. "We should get dressed. Piper could be back any minute."

Danny picked his jeans up and stuck a foot in one leg. "You know what I love about you, Amanda?"

"Oh, God, I can’t even imagine." Still a little embarrassed, she swung her legs toward him and scooted off the edge of the bed.

"Everything."

His callused hand fell on her cheek, and Amanda gave a little involuntary gasp, touched to the point of near tears. Her brain tripped the stop light from red to green, and her heart sped ahead right straight into love.