Free Rodeo Romance (Contemporary Western Romance Short) by Teresa Gabelman Page A

putting his phone back down. “I guess we should be getting back.”
    Disappointed at the sudden awkwardness, she wrapped her arms around herself as she turned toward her clothes, but stopped. She didn’t want to leave…yet. Her time here was almost over and she knew she would regret walking away from this moment, a moment she knew would never present itself again.
    “I don’t want to leave,” she whispered, wondering if it was even loud enough for him to hear. Digging deep, she found the courage to turn back around and face him. By the look on his face, she knew he had heard her.
    “If we stay…” He let the sentence hang on the night air as if warning her. The fire crackled, sending sparks into the night sky.
    Taking a deep breath, Trisha reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Slowly, she slipped the straps off her shoulders, but held the bra tightly to her breasts watching and praying for any encouragement from Jake. The low growl that escaped his tight lips was enough for her to drop the bra at her feet.
    “Son of a bitch,” Jake cursed, reaching out and holding her arms, his gaze on her full breasts. As his eyes devoured her, a tinge of discomfort made her hand move to cover herself. “Don’t.” He stopped her as his eyes rose to meet hers.
    Her hands stopped immediately as did her heart. Holding her breath, she placed her hands on his hard chest and felt his heart beating a frantic rhythm. For what seemed like blissful hours, they explored each other with their hands, tongues and lips. Trisha didn’t know how much more she could take. When his fingers finally dipped between her skin and panties, touching her throbbing heat, she went over the edge with a scream.
    “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” Jake whispered as he picked her up, laying her down by the fire. With expertise, he removed her panties as well as his boxers. He used his arms beside her head to keep his weight off her, their bodies barely touching. “Are you sure?”
    The caring expression in his eyes did her in. She was never so sure of anything in her life than at that moment. She wanted this, needed this, and even if it was the last time she was ever with Jake, it would be a moment she would cherish forever. He was one of the good ones, and it broke her heart that it wouldn’t last.
    Without saying a word, she slowly spread her legs underneath him, which said more than words ever could.
    “You are going to kill me,” he moaned, squeezing his eyes shut as if trying to remain in control. She waited as he impatiently grabbed a condom, from where she didn’t know and didn’t care, placing it on easily. His eyes barely leaving hers and with a slowness that made her want to scream, he slid inside her inch by agonizing inch. “You’re so tight.” He groaned.
    Not able to stand it any longer, Trisha lifted her hips sheathing him completely. His head flew back, the veins popping out on his neck in his fight for control.
    “Jesus!” He grabbed her hips holding her still. “If you don’t stop, this is over before it even began.”
    Trisha pouted and tried to buck again. “But I…”
    Jake shook his head, a wicked gleam shadowed in his eyes as he held her hips tighter, slowly moving inside her. “…will enjoy every second of this while I am in control of your pleasure.” He finished for her.
    Letting go at his words, she gave him complete control, something she never thought she would do again, but this felt right, when in the past it never had. One thing for sure, Jake McCabe knew exactly what to do with the control she gave freely.
    “Look at me,” Jake demanded as he continued to pump inside her. Lifting her hips with the power of his hands and arms, he pulled her to him as he picked up the tempo.
    Trisha looked up at him under lowered lashes, her breathing hitching. She was so close and the way he was taking control of everything had her on the brink. Biting her lip, she tried to make it last just a little while