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  “Are all men fucking Neanderthals?” she asked of no one in particular. She was getting really tired of being treated like a slab of meat.

  Hands on her hips, one hip cocked precariously to the side, Austin narrowed her eyes at Hayden. “You made your opinion of me crystal clear, Mr. O’Malley. Now if you don’t mind, I’m trying to have fun with a few friends,” she said then prepared to sink back into her seat.

  Only that didn’t seem to be what Hayden had in mind. He was so quick she didn’t have time to make a run for it or to fight him in any way.

  “Too many friends for my comfort, Hellion,” he growled before he tossed her over his shoulder. She was no lightweight and for a moment, her evilly vicious side hoped the asshole would throw his back out.

  “Dammit to hell, Hayden O’Malley! You’d better put me down before I kick your cowboy ass all over Texas.”

  A loud whack filled her ears just before a burning sensation spread across her bottom. In morbid fascination, her pussy soaked the thin fabric of her panties. She could feel it coating her inner thighs and wondered if Hayden could smell her arousal.

  “Ouch! You son of a bitch,” she yelled, earning herself another blistering swat.

  “Shut up, Austin, before I give you a real good reason to curse,” he growled, his voice a low rumble warning her of his lack of control.

  All she could see in her upside down position as she was hauled out of the pub was a nervous Honor and a widely smiling Sean. Goddamned O’Malley men and their wicked ways.

  Hayden was either a cowboy with more behind his fly than under his hat or had more balls than the local football team. Austin wasn’t sure which.

  First he acted like he wanted her working for him then he became an impatient tyrant. He openly humiliated her and kept her away and then when she stayed away, he carries her off into the night like a caveman claiming his woman.

  The damned idiot changes his mind more than an old woman, she mused silently.

  Then it struck her. Like a lightning bolt to the heart, it finally dawned on her.

  Maybe he finally realized he loves me.

  Her heart hammered against her chest. The feeling made her dizzy. Lightheadedness seemed to flow over her, taking every coherent thought with it. She didn’t even think to ask why Hayden was taking her to the Big O instead of home.

  Chapter Six

  “It’s over, Hellion. I’ve tried everything to stay away from you, but you just wouldn’t listen.” It didn’t seem as though she was listening now, but he continued anyway.

  “You just keep pushing and pushing. Well, you’ve won, or lost. I guess it all depends on your point of view.” That seemed to get her attention.

  He was so damned angry at the way she was flirting, rubbing herself all up on pretty boy that he wanted to bare her ass and take his belt to her. Instead, he lectured and scolded, hoping she would come to understand the magnitude of what was happening.

  “I tried to save you your carefree existence,” he started, but was cut off.

  “By hovering over me and telling me what to do all the fucking time!”

  “Watch it, little girl. You wanted me, well now you’ve got me. Just remember. Not only did you get an older man but you got a possessive, domineering older man and I don’t intend to change.”

  He was well aware of his faults, had been reminded of them often over the years. All that no longer mattered. There was something about Austin Calhoun that drove him crazy.

  No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t understand it. She cursed like a truck driver with that big mouth of hers and was obnoxious as all get out. At the same time he wanted to wash her dirty mouth out with soap, he also wanted to see it, feel it wrapped tightly around his cock, draining it until it was flaccid and in need of rest.

  And when it was good and rested, he wanted to fuck her every way he could think of until she begged for mercy, until her body glistened damply with perspiration.

  She continued to stare out the side window as if in a daze. The mulish look on her face warned him her mind was whirling and she was pissed. The stubborn jut of her chin warned of problems ahead.

  As his truck crunched through the gravel of the driveway, she moved subtly as if not to draw attention to herself. Her rounded body was as stiff as a steel rod, one hand gripping the armrest tightly. Her fingers grazing the door handle.

  “Touch that handle when I stop this truck and there’ll be hell to pay.” There was no way he was going to chase her down like a wayward calf bawling for its mama.

  Her blue eyes snapped to his, narrowed and intent, but she said nothing in return.

  After putting the truck in park Hayden removed the keys from the ignition, climbed from the cab and walked around where with the help of a hand on her elbow, he helped Austin out of the vehicle.

  He wanted to soothe her—to assure her all was just fine but he wasn’t in the soothing mood and he wasn’t too damned sure things would ever be okay again.

  There was definitely something going on between the two of them, something he wasn’t yet ready to deal with. For now, he was going to get a taste of what she’d been teasing him with. It could go one of two ways.

  That single taste could set him free or addict him for life. Either way, it was going to happen. He would deal with the consequences when the time came.

  In the foyer, he backed Austin against the now closed door. His mouth swooped down upon hers in a kiss that blindingly consumed him.

  “Open up for me,” he murmured against her lips.

  They were soft and plump, just like the rest of her, and they tasted like peaches, all sweet and tangy. He absently wondered if her juicy nether lips would taste the same way.

  “Hayden,” she panted when his lips finally released hers. “Oh, Hayden.”

  Her voice sounded breathless and weak, bringing out the protective beast within him. He tried not to think of how loving it was to hear his name all breathy on her lips.

  Her chest heaved with the effort to breathe. Her breasts swayed with the movement, tantalizing his senses.

  For years, he’d wondered what she would look like. His large hands ached to caress each swell, to pluck and pinch at her nipples until they were distended and ultra-sensitive, until she moaned and screamed in frustration. Then he would suckle them deep into his mouth and torture each globe with tongue and teeth making her come without even a touch to her pussy.

  To see his dark hands against her pale full breasts would be like heaven.

  Abruptly he released her. Her body sagged against the wall as if she was powerless to move. He’d help her if need be. Right now, no excuse would be enough to release her. Unless she told him no, he wasn’t going to relent.

  “Upstairs. My room. Now.” That was about all he could get out as his cock swelled and pulsed against the confining fit of his jeans.

  When she didn’t move fast enough, he placed a hand at the small of her back as if to propel her forward, but there was no need.

  His eyes became feral as Austin turned to him causing him to stop in the center of the hall. He growled his frustration trying to move her along.

  His cock was dying for attention. If he didn’t sink every inch of his shaft into her at the earliest possible moment, he would go insane.

  When her small hands fumbled with his zipper as she tugged him forward, he relaxed a bit. She walked backwards while she worked his pants, completing the task of freeing his engorged sex just as they reached the door.

  “I want you in my mouth, Hayden.” Her words were husky and if he didn’t know better, he’d think she sounded hesitant.

  His answer to her question was to thrust her into the room, slamming the door behind them. He lowered his lengthy frame into the cozy chair in the corner of the spacious room then beckoned her.

  “Right here, darlin’. Bring that sweet mouth of yours over here. I want your face buried in my lap taking all of me, Austin. All of me.”

  Her pupils were dilated, her
cheeks flushed and she stumbled a bit as she made her way to where he sat. She licked her lips just before dropping to her knees. The seductive movement made his shaft bob in welcome, a single drop of liquid dribbled from its tip.

  On her knees in front of him, she looked up until their eyes met. She said nothing before lowering her head, taking him in the moist cavern of her mouth until he was seated within her all the way to the root.

  “Holy hell,” he cursed, the feeling exquisite.

  Holy hell just about said it all, Austin thought, as she tasted Hayden. His scent was spice and musk and his pubic hair tickled her nose making it twitch.

  “Mmmmm,” she couldn’t help but hum in appreciation of the generous length and width of his cock as she lifted her head, running her tongue around the bulbous head along the way.

  Technically she was a virgin, and as a virgin, the thought of taking him completely within the depth of her body made her a bit nervous.

  Out of all of her toys, none were as large or as big around as the real thing she held in her mouth. Just the thought of it made her tremble, probably with a combination of fear and anticipation.

  Anticipation seemed to be winning out, if the slick juices she could feel coating her inner thighs were any indication.

  Although she felt a bit embarrassed by it all, she was so aroused it didn’t matter that the sounds of her slurping at his rigid flesh filled the room.

  His taste and texture was so new, so consuming, that she thought she might come from giving him a blowjob. Needing the release, she decided to help herself along.

  With one hand, she continued to hold the base of his cock. The other she trailed down the curve of her belly, widening her knees before she reached her pussy.

  “I don’t think so, Hellion,” Hayden said.

  He leaned forward dislodging his cock from her lips and grasped her wrist before she reached her soaked panties.

  “Let go,” she moaned.

  “Not on your life, darlin’. As long as I’m here, willing and able, I’ll do that. Unless I tell you otherwise.”

  Did he ever stop? She had been almost ready to come from blowing him, and he was still completely coherent. It wasn’t fair.

  “Then do something, cowboy, I ache all over.” Austin couldn’t help the huskiness that wove itself through her voice. Her body was afire and he was the only one who could douse the flame.

  His work-roughened hands pulled her to his lap where he stroked her inch by curvy inch. For a brief second, she was embarrassed at the thought of being naked in front of such a fine specimen of a man.

  He was tall and muscular where she was short and plump. She only allowed the feeling to linger for a short time before she shook it off.

  She was all woman, every inch of her size-twelve self and proud as hell of the fact. There were plenty of men out there attracted to curvy women. Austin knew it to be fact.

  His fingers continued on an erotic journey up her thigh until they were tickling and tantalizing the spot where thigh and groin met. It was enough to cause her hips to arch as if begging for more.

  Her mouth had no qualms about doing so. “It’s time, Hayden. Oh, God, please.” It wasn’t like her to beg, but she was so ready she thought she might implode if she didn’t explode into a thousand shards of bright light all over the room.

  With two firm hands upon her waist, he lifted her, allowing him to stand. His lips claimed hers, making stars dance before her eyes.

  He was so good with his mouth she didn’t even notice he had moved them to the bed. Before she knew it, she was flat on her back with Hayden draped half on and half off of her. Her panties were gone and her dress was bunched around her waist.

  The main thought to go through her mind while her body was being seduced into a frenzy was, I can’t believe he loves me.

  His fingers rubbed and plucked at her nipples through the denim of her dress. When he grew tired of fighting the fabric, he gave a single, swift yank to the neckline, scattering buttons everywhere. It was thrilling to be wanted so badly, and her breasts felt the same way. Their already large peaks seemed to swell, becoming even more sensitive.

  The moment he stilled, she knew he’d spotted them. Two silver bars, each one running horizontally through a nipple.

  “Dear God,” he hissed, the air rushing over the sensitive peaks, wringing a moan from the back of her throat. “What do I do with them?” he asked, a look of uncertainty in his eyes as if he was not at all sure of how to proceed.

  Austin couldn’t help but giggle then looking him in the eye she said, “Play with them, Hayden, suck them, love them. You won’t hurt me, I promise.”

  Her words seemed to be enough. His mouth widened in an attempt to take in as much of her as possible. His teeth scraped her tender flesh sending a bolt of desire straight to her core.

  “What are you waiting for, cowboy? Fuck me already.” It was now or never and if he kept up with the torture, she thought it might just kill her. His next words almost did.

  Of course, like the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. It seemed she was included in the equation and it hurt more than she could ever imagine.

  To go from bliss to shit so fast was the last straw. He’d just finished fumbling in his jeans pocket, the sound of tearing foil grated on each sensually exposed nerve. Next time she would put the condom on him, with her mouth. It was something she’d read about and longed to try only after being doused with such humiliating words, she realized there wouldn’t be a next time.

  “I’m not waiting for a thing,” he muttered, fumbling with the front of his jeans, lowering them a bit more. ”It doesn’t matter who you’ve been with as long as it’s me you’re with now.”

  His words stung more than a slap to the face but it was too late. No sooner had they left his mouth then she felt the velvety tip of his penis at her entrance.

  “No,” she moaned as he thrust into her with lust-driven intensity, seating himself to the hilt, her cry of pain filling the room around them.

  Her body clenched causing more than just discomfort. She did all she could to hide it but failed miserably if Hayden’s ruddy cheeks and disbelieving eyes were any indication.

  “Son-of-a-mother-fucking-bitch!”

  If she hadn’t felt as though she were being split in two, she would have laughed at his out-of-character outburst, but her insides burned almost as much as her heart ached, and she couldn’t seem to hold the tears at bay.

  If this was what sex with a man was like, she’d just stick to toys.

  Chapter Seven

  His mind screamed for him to get off of her but his body wouldn’t obey. Her virgin tightness gripped his cock in a fist-tight grasp, and he realized with horror exactly what he’d done.

  He wanted to lay blame, but there was nowhere for it to go. It was his alone. She’d told him she was a virgin and he’d laughed at her.

  “If I ever get my hands on whoever started those rumors, I’ll kill ‘em,” he mumbled.

  Her trembling hands continued to push at his chest, her wriggling body sending him deeper into the abyss.

  “Stay still, dammit!”

  Her wide blue eyes streaked with tears stared at him from her pale face, a face that somehow seemed so different than it had moments ago. An innocent face he should not have taken for granted.

  Bracing his weight on one arm, he tenderly wiped the tears from her cheeks being careful not to move. Hell, he was afraid to even breathe.

  “Okay now?” he asked when he felt her body relax around his jutting cock.

  She spoke not a word, only nodded her answer. He wasn’t at all sure what to do now, so he decided to do what he should have done in the first damned place. Ask.

  “Austin darlin’, tell me what you want, what you need.” He was hoping she would want to continue but wasn’t going to hold his breath on it.

  “C-could you get off me? O-out of me, Hayden, you’re hurting me.”

  It was the last thing he wanted to do
but at this point, he would have painted the moon blue had she asked. Her petite frame would have struggled to take him had she been experienced—he should have realized that in his lust-induced stupor.

  The fact she had been a virgin only made matters worse. He knew she played around with sex toys, she wasn’t shy about admitting it, but this was something completely different.

  “Sure thing, sweetheart,” he answered, stroking her short hair back at the bangs. “Take a breath and relax.”

  When she did as he asked, he slowly pulled his still-hard shaft from the tight clasp of her body, regretting the action instantly. Her breath hitched as the wide head of his cock slipped past the tight ring of her entrance. The movement caused her to wince.

  He already missed the warmth of her and wasn’t at all sure he would ever have such an opportunity again. Needing to make amends for his stupidity, he rose from the bed after kissing her tenderly on the lips.

  “Stay right there, darlin’. I’ll be right back.”

  He watched as she scooted up the bed toward the headboard trying to put what was left of her dress to rights along the way.

  After knowing her for years, he could easily read the need to flee his presence in her crystal-blue eyes. Pinning her with a look, he strode with purpose to the bathroom pausing only long enough to say, “I mean it, Hellion. Now is not a good time to test me.”

  He was relieved to see her eyes narrow as they zoned in on him, replacing the lost look that had been haunting her features.

  She probably wouldn’t appreciate what he had in mind to do, might even be embarrassed after all that had just happened between the two of them, but it was the only thing he could think to do right now and come hell or high water, he was going to do it.

  With a washbasin in hand and a fluffy, dry towel flung over his shoulder, he made his way back into the room. Her eyes were closed but she was far from asleep.

  She’d covered herself with the colorful afghan he kept at the foot of the bed and although her eyes were closed as if in slumber, her body was as stiff as a board, her breathing erratic.