Leather and Lust by McKenna Chase Read Free Book Online

buried his face in her hair. “You’re so tight. I can’t take it.”
     
    “No,” she argued softly. “You’re just really big.” She arched her back, raising her ass, and pushed against him, sinking his cock even deeper into her willing body.
     
    “Geezus, Jillian,” he gasped, his grip tightening.
     
    “Fuck me, Jackson,” she pleaded. “I want it deep. Hard. I want your cock exploding inside of me.”
     
    He let out an animal-like growl and thrust into her, pumping his hips, his balls slapping against her skin in a determined rhythm. Those relentless strokes maddening, driving.
     
    His husky groans and impassioned thrusts sent her tumbling over the edge. Jackson followed a few more pounding strokes later, filling her body with the warmth of his release.
     
    When the shudders racking his body finally eased, he braced his hands on the top rail of the fence above her and hung his head. “I’ll never survive this week.”
     
    She smiled up at him, liking the control she’d felt when she’d dragged him over the edge with her. “Maybe not,” she replied, rubbing against him. “But what a way to go.”
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FOUR
     
    Jillian awoke to the feel of Jackson’s strong arms wrapped snuggly around her. Just as she had for the past five mornings. It felt so right being there at the ranch with him. So much so it scared her. When had she let her guard down with him and made herself vulnerable to real feelings?
     
    She ran a fingertip along his strong, proud jaw in a light caress. Did he feel the connection between them? Not the sexual one, that was a given. But something more. Something deeper.
     
    Don’t be a fool, her mind warned. You’ve already had your heart broken once. Stop looking for something that isn’t there.
     
    “I’m going to miss you,” she whispered with a soft sigh, letting her hand fall away.
     
    Jackson stirred, opening his dark eyes. “Morning,” he offered with a sleepy grin.
     
    “Morning.”
     
    His gaze fell on her lips. “Why the frown?”
     
    She forced a smile. “I’m not frowning. Just thinking.”
     
    “About what?”
     
    She ran her fingers down his chest, tracing its hard, muscular contours. “Nothing really.”
     
    “Talk to me, Jillian. Tell me what’s troubling you.”
     
    She looked up, meeting his gaze. “I was just thinking about how fast this week has gone.”
     
    He leaned in, brushing his lips over hers. “Too damn fast.”
     
    Her time with Jackson had more than exceeded her wildest dreams. They’d had hot, steamy, thoroughly satisfying sex morning, noon and night, and sometimes in between. Stamina was no problem for Jackson. Not in the least.
     
    “You’re thinking again,” he said with a teasing grin. “That tells me I’m not doing my job.” Lifting the sheet, he disappeared beneath it.
     
    She closed her eyes, focusing on the warmth of his breath as it moved down her naked body to settle between her thighs.
     
    He nudged her thighs further apart.
     
    “Yes...” she muttered as his mouth moved over her, the warmth of his breath caressing her eagerly awaiting pussy.
     
    “Lord, how I love the taste of you.” His voice, still raspy from sleep and deepened by desire, drifted out from beneath the sheet.
     
    Her fingers curled around the spindle posts of the headboard as she arched into his sensual kiss.
     
    His fingers parted her flesh, giving his tongue full access to what it sought as he lapped hungrily at her juices.
     
    “Jackson...”
     
    His response was a husky chuckle as he thrust one finger inside her, followed immediately by another.
     
    She yanked the sheet away, needing to watch him.
     
    His dark head bobbed up and down between her thighs as his mouth worshipped her body.
     
    Releasing her hold on the headboard, she reached for him. “No more. I need you inside me.”
     
    He lifted his head, his heated gaze meeting hers. Hunger burned like twin flames in his dark eyes. Slowly, he