Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77730 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77730 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
“She showed me what she liked, taught me things other women would like, and did the same to me. Showed me things women could do to make oral sex more pleasurable.”
Lily swallowed hard, and I prayed she wouldn’t ask me what those things were.
“Did you love her?” she asked.
Her question caught me off guard. “Love her? No. Not at all, and she didn’t love me. It was…an affair. Once she had her fill of me and taught me everything I needed to know—according to her—she stopped asking for me to come over.”
“How long did the affair go on?”
“Four months. I left the ranch not long after that and came back to Montana. I was tired of working with cattle and repairing fences and wanted to work with horses, and Hank said I was still too young. So the next ranch I went to, I lied and told them I was twenty-four and had years of experience.”
“Did you lie to my dad?”
I shook my head. “No. Told him I was twenty-three—which I was at the time—and was honest about my work history. Asked him to give me an hour with a horse no one else could handle. He did, and I showed him what I could do. He offered me a job on the spot.”
She smiled. “There haven’t been any other women like Lori?”
“By like Lori, do you mean…”
“Have you dated anyone longer than a few months? Weeks?”
I shook my head. “No. Like I said, I never stayed around long enough. And I didn’t date Lori. It was simply sex, and that was it.”
Lily’s eyes met mine. “And why have you stayed for so long here?”
Our gazes locked for what felt like an eternity before I finally said, “It’s the closest thing I’ve felt to a home in my entire life.”
Her eyes glazed over with unshed tears before she looked at the soup bowl. “You should finish that, then drink some water.”
Picking up our spoons, we finished our small meal in silence. Neither of us uttered another word until Nathan showed up with her bag.
As Lily carried the tray back to the kitchen, a part of me wondered if I shouldn’t have shared the story about my affair…but something in me loved the way her eyes turned darker when I said I’d fucked Lori over a table. And she was obviously curious about oral sex. How could a woman so beautiful never have experienced oral sex? What kind of morons had she dated?
Then I thought about Ben and wanted to laugh. If they were anything like him, then I could see the problem.
What I wouldn’t give to show her how much pleasure I could bestow upon her with my mouth.
I shook that crazy thought away.
But when I heard the water in the shower turn on, I squeezed my eyes shut and tried like hell not to picture Lily naked in my bathroom, only a few feet away from me.
I was definitely going to have to take a cold shower daily as long as she was under the same roof.
Chapter Five
LILY
I braced my hands on the bathroom counter and looked at myself in the mirror. Why had I pressed Maverick to tell me about his time with Lori? And why was I so insanely jealous of a woman I’d never met?
When I closed my eyes, an image of Maverick with his head between my legs caused me to gasp. My eyes snapped open, and I pushed away from the counter. “What is wrong with you, Lily?”
The only man I’d ever had those types of thoughts about was Ben. And even then, I never thought about him throwing my leg over his shoulder and doing naughty things to me with his mouth. Not once. I’d wondered how he kissed. What his hands would feel like on me. Whether or not sex might be good between us.
“Okay,” I told myself, “it’s only because Maverick was talking about sex, and it’s been a very long time since you’ve been with a guy. And hello…Maverick is hot as hell, even when he’s sick.”
I reached my hand into the shower and felt the hot water. Once inside, my body felt like it would catch on fire. I couldn’t ignore the pulse between my legs, and the hot water made it worse.
Reaching over, I turned the handle to cold. I sighed in relief when the cooler water instantly tamed my libido…until I reached for the soap in the shower. I lifted it to my nose and drew in a long breath. It smelled like Maverick. Or part of what Maverick smelled like. He also smelled like the woods after a spring rain. Clean and crisp with a hint of something darker.
Rubbing the soap over my body, I couldn’t help but think about Maverick’s words. “She wanted me to fuck her from behind.”