Free All Smoke No Fire by Randi Alexander Page B

New Orleans to Montana, I had Joe make a detour. I spent a day with my family.”
    “Really? I’m surprised your schedule let you take the time.”
    “Contractually, I was supposed to be in Great Falls on Thursday, twenty-four hours prior to my Friday concert, but I had Delroy call and make up something to give me an extra day to get there.”
    “Good. I’m glad you saw your family.” Dax forced a small smile, but wished she could skip ahead a ways and tell him what this had to do with him.
    “Two nights onstage at the casino, then I hopped a plane to see you. It’s as soon as I could get here, Dax.” She opened her mouth, but nothing came out for almost a minute. “I wanted to talk to you, but not over the phone.”
    “I understand.” Was this the official breakup?
    “In Delroy’s office, all I was thinking about was the meeting with my manager I’d promised you. I got so focused on keeping my word, that I said something I didn’t mean.”
    His breath barely moved in and out as he waited and prayed for her to say what he needed to hear.
    Her lips quivered. “I’d never give you up, Dax. Not unless you said you didn’t want me anymore.” Her voice cracked, and her eyes filled up. “Please forgive me. Give me another chance?”
    The warmth that flooded through him made him want to shout, to laugh, to hold her… Dax reached over and hauled Marilou onto his lap, burying his face in her neck, just breathing in her soft, floral scent. “One more chance, kitten. Today. Then another one tomorrow, another the day after that…”
    She shook as she cried out everything she’d kept bottled up inside her.
    He stroked her hair, whispering soft words for her, just keeping her tight until all the tears, all the shaking ended. Tipping her head so he could see her eyes, he kissed her wet cheek. “I’m glad you came to tell me. And I want to show you, right now, how much I care for you.” The thought of her in his bed caused an instant bulge in his sweatpants. “Can the rest of our talking wait until after?”
    She nodded, quick and jerky. “I want that, Dax, to know that we’ve got a chance. That we can get past this.”
    He stood, lifting her in his arms and taking her into the bedroom he shared with Shaw. Kicking the door shut behind him, he stood her next to his bed and just looked at her. “You’re the most beautiful, complicated, outrageous woman I’ve ever met. And while I know you’re way far out of this country-roughneck’s league, I’m gonna ignore that fact and make you mine, Marilou Roselle. My woman.”
    Her bottom lip shook again and she sucked in an uneven breath. “You are so good for my ego.” She laughed a couple short bursts. “So good for my heart.”
    Placing his hand between her breasts, he felt the fast pace of her blood pumping through her body. It was too soon for either of them to be making vows of love and forever, but he needed to let her know how he felt—after he made love to her. “Hold that thought.” He didn’t have enough blood left in his brain anyway, and he’d just make a mess of it.
    Her mouth curved into a smile. “I will.”
    As he pulled off her sweater, she ordered him to get naked, and with a pile of clothes on the floor, he laid her on her side on the bed. Lying opposite her, he lifted her top leg. “You are so pretty, so tempting.” He kissed her thighs, her belly, and finally, the soft folds at the apex of her legs, inhaling her sweet, musky scent.
    She moaned and grasped his hard cock in her hands, sliding her palms along his length, her strokes firm, perfect.
    Tasting her, sliding his tongue along her softness, he concentrated on pleasing Marilou, making his own pleasure secondary.
    When she lapped at his cock head, the urge to let himself go nearly overwhelmed him, but he wanted this to be all hers.
    Rearranging himself, he propped up her leg and sucked her hot pussy lips into his mouth, teasing and tickling her everywhere, loving the moans and