Satin & Saddles by Cheyenne McCray Read Free Book Online

buckle. She had to touch him, feel his hardness in her palm. She managed to undo the buckle and the button and grasped his zipper.
    He shifted her, catching her off balance by laying her on her back on the couch. He pushed her thighs apart and knelt between them. It gave her better access to his zipper and she pulled it down then pushed his jeans and briefs to his hips, and released his erection.
    His gaze held hers as she grasped his cock and a muscle in his jaw ticked. Her heart pounded faster as she felt his thickness and length, and imagined how his cock would feel inside her.
    At the same time, warning bells started tolling in her head.
    What was she doing? She was doing exactly what she’d promised herself she wouldn’t. She was already letting herself get too close to Dillon, and she was about to have sex with a man she barely knew.
    Abruptly she released his erection and scooted up on the couch and brought her knees to her chest.
    He gave her a gentle look. “Everything all right, Carly?”
    I’m not looking for a relationship, she told herself. Sexual or otherwise. She had to stop this before it went too far.
    She looked down at her knees and then back at him. “Things are moving way too fast.”
    “I won’t push you.” He studied her as he tucked his cock back into his jeans and zipped it. “I just know a good thing when I see it.”
    “Well, I don’t.” She looked away from him. “I’m not known for my good judgment.”
    “Hey.” He scooted beside her on the couch so that he was sitting by her waist. “I shouldn’t have let things get carried away like that. You’re right. It’s too soon.”
    She nodded as she pulled her bra cups up and started to button her blouse. He gently pushed her hands aside and buttoned it for her.
    When he was finished he rested his hand on her bent knee. “I think this is my cue to go home.”
    She put her hand over his with the strangest feeling that she was making some kind of mistake. “I’m sorry.”
    “How about a rain check on tomorrow.” His smile was soft. “I think you might need space.”
    She felt a strange sense of disappointment and appreciation all at the same time. “Thank you.”
    He squeezed her knee. “I’d like to take you to my family get-together at Patagonia Lake next Saturday. It’s how we start the summer, the Cameron way.”
    “I’d like that.” She smiled. “Thank you.”
    “Don’t thank me yet.” He gave her a grin. “You haven’t met all of my family.”
    “I like those I have met,” she said. “I’m looking forward to it.”
    He slipped his hand from under hers and stood. “I’ll call you this week.”
    She swung her legs over the side of the couch and went with him to the front door. He opened it and walked out onto the porch and she stepped out with him. She rubbed her arms with both hands as if she was cold, but it was more that she felt suddenly nervous.
    “Can I kiss you good night?” He still looked like he was trying to keep his hands off of her.
    She nodded. “Yes.”
    He raised his hands and cupped her face in his palms. He lowered his mouth to hers and brushed his lips back and forth. Without meaning to, she let out a soft moan. He pressed his mouth to hers and kissed her.
    It was a soft and sweet kiss as if he was holding back from kissing her with all the passion that he felt inside.
    He drew away and stroked the corner of her mouth with his thumb. “Good night, Carly.”
    “Good night,” she whispered as she looked into his eyes.
    He turned and headed down the stairs to his truck. When he reached it, he paused to look at her then climbed into his vehicle.
    She stepped back into the house and closed the door. She waited until she heard the sound of his engine fading down the road before she wandered into her bedroom, wondering if she was making a mistake by promising Dillon she would go out with him again, especially when it involved meeting his family.
    Getting too close to him isn’t an option,