Journey shivered at his touch, the connection between them was electric. She held her breath as he bent to kiss her neck, the touch of his lips on her skin was as soft as the brush of a butterfly’s wing. “Oh, Reno,” she whispered. “My Reno.” Going to her tiptoes, she swayed against him, rubbing her cheek against the scruff on his. “I need you to kiss me.”
“Lord knows, baby, I need that too.” He cupped her face, looking deep into her big blue eyes. “You are a mighty temptation. Resisting you will be the death of me.”
A soft whisper of laughter bubbled from Journey’s lips. “Who said anything about resisting? Don’t you know how long I’ve wanted you?”
“Longer than you’ve known me. That’s what so bothersome.”
“Hush.” Tired of waiting for him to make the first move, Journey wrapped her arms around his neck and layered her mouth to his. She kissed him with her whole heart, rubbing her lips over his, nibbling at his mouth, and kissing the corners. When she teased the still closed seam of his lips with the tip of her tongue, she finally got the reaction she craved.
Letting out a groan of surrender, he clasped the back of her head, weaving his fingers through her hair. With his breath coming harsh and fast, he didn’t’ just kiss her back, Reno devoured her. He captured her lips, then surged inside to map the inside of her mouth with his tongue. She didn’t push him away, God no, she gathered him closer. Reno almost went to his knees when he felt her lift one leg to wrap around his thigh. His hand slid down to her firm round hip, urging her closer. When he felt her lower body nudge against his in need, he almost lost it right there. Shaking with lust, his cock was hard and full. “Oh, honey,” he moaned as he pushed his thigh between her legs, lifting her body slightly so she could ride him if she wished.
Journey was mindless in her quest for pleasure. She’d never felt like this – ever. Burying her face in his neck, she clung to him, letting instinct guide her. Every move she made created sparks of heat and desire.
Reno cradled her, rubbing her back, kissing her where he could reach. The scrape of her teeth on the tendon of his throat almost sent him over the edge. Oh, who was he kidding? He’d been hanging by a thread from the first moment she touched him. Leaning back against the rough barn wall, he held her as she moved. He loved how she rubbed against him, her little mewls of pleasure made him hot all over.
Journey wanted more. She needed more. Grasping for one of his hands, she brought it to her breast. When he cupped the aching mound in his hand, she almost wept with joy. “Yes. Help me, Reno. I’ve never done this before. I don’t know what to do.”
She’s never done this before.
Reno felt like someone just poured a bucket of cold water over his head. He stopped. He just stopped. He held her while she quieted, pushing her damp hair from around her face. “Shhh. We need to get you inside.”
“What?” She didn’t understand. Her skin felt too tight on her body. She ached in places she didn’t know she could ache. “Why do we have to stop?”
Reno took a calming breath, willing his errant dick to calm the hell down. Gently he straightened Journey’s clothes and patted her silky hair back into place. “We stopped because you’re a lady and I’m supposed to be a gentleman. You just said you’ve never done this before and I damn well don’t intend to take your virginity in a barn.”
“Will you take my virginity inside the house?”
Her hopeful question and big pleading eyes melted his heart. “Well, we’ll talk about it.” Without asking permission, he put an arm beneath her knees and lifted her into his arms. “You’re a handful. Did you know that?”
She wiggled, trying to get down. “Am I too heavy?”
“Not at all. You’re just right.” He stole a kiss. Just because. “So, who was the Indian?”
“Don’t say that word with disdain. I love what you are.” She wound a lock of his long dark hair around her finger.
Reno felt his heart melting again. “Okay. Who was the man you felt the urgent need to wrap your arms around?”
“That was Samuel Blackhawk. Benjen’s brother.” She pointed to the Subaru. “Apple sent a box of papers for us to look at. We should take them in.”
Reno veered in that direction, cutting across the yard, his boots making no noise as he walked through the lush St. Augustine grass. “What were you doing with him?”
“I wasn’t with him. If you didn’t happen to notice, we were in separate vehicles.” Journey answered his question calmly, her fingers still playing with his hair. “But, if you must know, he showed up at the restaurant just as we were leaving. The Subaru wouldn’t start, and he jumped off the battery. He followed me home from Austin to make sure I was safe.” When Reno grumbled under his breath, she playfully put a finger over his mouth. “What was I supposed to do? I couldn’t call you for help.”
“You’re right. I need to remedy that situation immediately.”
His comment gave her hope. “Really? You want a cell phone?”
He frowned. “Yea, I guess I do. Mostly, I want to be able to get to you if you need help.”
Journey hugged him tight. “I’ll teach you what you need to know.”
