“Tom, Libby.” Nathan nodded his head at them. “Looks like some are just a little bit too friendly, wouldn’t you say?” He stared at Libby, as if daring her to contradict him.
“No, I’m sorry, but I have to disagree with you.” She smiled even warmer at him. “I’ve been made to feel so welcome, and for that, I thank them.”
“So you don’t mind if the young guys do a bit of groping on the dance floor?” He all but growled at her. “Best you save me the rest of the dances then. I’d be more than happy to oblige you.”
Libby laughed at him.
“Oh, Nathan.” She reached out a hand to pat his shoulder. “I think you’re taking this just a little bit too far. They’re young, and I’m sure they mean nothing by it.”
“The next dance is mine.” He turned his back on her and headed for the supper table.
“Oops.” Libby turned back to Tom.
“Girl, I do hope you know what you are doing.” He shook his head before taking another sip of coffee.
“Under control.” She hoped! Her skin prickled with waves of heat that made her want to rub her hands over her arms. “Don’t worry so.” Tonight she was going to have her way with him. Of that, she was certain.
He came over just as another young man held out his hand to her.
“This is my dance, I think.” Nathan shot a cool glance at his rival. The cowboy nodded his head in defeat and walked away. Nathan put his arm around her back and twined his fingers through her right hand, gripping her tightly. He dipped his hand lower to rest on the curve of her back, and pulled her close. The music and the crowd ceased to exist as he danced with her. Libby couldn’t tear her eyes from his as they moved as one, shutting out the rest of the world. When another cowboy tried to cut in, Nathan frowned enough to have him backing away.
The possessive action made Libby’s stomach tighten. It was a machismo thing to do, and she loved it. He was jealous, and the thought made her groin clench tight as heat raced through her. When the band stopped for a break, Nathan led her to the door and guided her outside. Couples were spread out around the entrance talking and laughing as he led her over toward the cattle yards. The night was lit up with a full moon and a smattering of stars twinkled in the inky sky.
A chill rippled over her skin as he eased her gently back against the wooden structure. His lips lightly skimmed over her chin before his tongue traced her bottom lip. She swallowed a gasp as he trailed a line down one side of her neck with his lips before traveling back up to take her mouth. His tongue sought refuge between her lips, tasting and tempting her like a starving man grasping for food. The thrill went straight to her stomach, and her thighs clenched together to stall the explosion building up inside her.
She lifted her arms around his neck, and he pushed against her, his erection evidentially straining as he cupped her face in his hands.
“Sweetheart, what are you doing to me?” His voice was rough, his kisses rained over her face.
“I can stop at any time.” She panted against him, eyes half-closed.
“Bullshit.” He grunted, and kissed the side of her mouth. His lips worked their way down her throat again to kiss the tops of her breasts. Her nipples rubbed against the soft fabric as she pushed toward him. He danced his tongue along the neckline as she squirmed against him, willing his mouth to go further. She groaned as he blew gently in the cleavage of her breasts, and her breath caught in her throat.
His hands stilled as a group of giggling teenagers came their way. He pulled away, leaving her suddenly cold without his body against hers. Libby pulled herself from the fence and stood on shaking legs, wishing they were somewhere more private where she could do what she had set out to do. Brushing her hands over her full skirt and checking her breasts were well-contained in her bodice, she finally found her voice. “I think it’s best if we go in now, don’t you?”
He grabbed her by the arm and stopped her. “Give me just a minute.”
Libby glanced down at his erection, still prominent against his jeans. She smiled to herself. The night hadn’t yet ended. She’d just have to find another place to seduce Nathan. She waited quietly as he adjusted himself and took a few deep breaths.
“Shall we?” She walked ahead of him and didn’t look back. She spoke to several people at the door before going back into the hall and heading for the bar. Tom stood talking to a couple of his old mates, and they all greeted her and offered her a seat. Tom winked at her and looked toward the door. From under her lashes, Libby saw Nathan glaring her way. She dropped her gaze and forced herself to relax and enjoy the conversation of her companions while her mind raced with other options for the seduction of Nathan.
It was just past midnight when Libby went to round up the kids. Nathan was nowhere to be seen, and he hadn’t approached her again. When they pulled up in front of the house, she roused the boys to walk inside and pulled a sleeping Holly from the four-wheel drive, carrying her into the house and putting her to bed.
“Coffee, Libby?” Tom asked as she came back out to the kitchen.
“Thanks, but no. There’s something I need to do.” She kissed his cheek before heading out the door to the truck.
Libby cruised down the driveway, happy the
