Love On The Frontier (A Bounty Hunter's Tale) Book I

Chapter Twenty - Four | Mistake

'Dishonest'

Texas 1873

He parted her lips with his own and slid his tongue between them. Lena sighed with delight as his kiss deepened and his strong hands wrapped tightly around her waist. He pulled her onto his lap and she swung her legs around his hips. Naïve to the act, Lena went along with whatever felt right.

His hands left her waist and slide down over her backside. He gently squeezed her before reaching up to repeat the same action with her breasts. Lena had never felt so much desire. Not even her erotic dreams could compare to the way he made her feel. He began to daze her and they had not even made it to the best part. She desperately craved Clayton in more ways than one. 

Her hands had remained on his shoulders while his hands explored her body. She gained the courage to move her fingers over to the top button of his shirt. Her hands trembled in the fear that he would stop her. Her fingers slipped at each button she attempted to loosen.

Clayton leaned back giving her more space to undo the buttons of his shirt. She swallowed nervously as she continued to undress him. With the last button free Lena opened his shirt to expose his muscular chest. They were just as glorious as Lena remembered. She wanted to see more of him. All of him.

Clayton pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the side. His eyes left hers to instead focused on his fingers as he unlaced each button of her collared shirt. Lena became more anxious with each passing moment. A nervous excitement shook through her.

His hands had moved much faster than hers had. Soon enough he pulled her shirt down from her arms. He then unwound the cloth that bound her breasts. Lena quickly covered her chest, blushed furiously. 

"Don't hide from me, Lena. You're beautiful." 

Lena's heart fluttered. Clayton gently pried her arms away before he leaned down to tenderly kiss the tops of her breasts. His hands cupped each of them as his lips captured her taut nipples. Lena closed her eyes, tilting her head back as Clayton teased her with his tongue. Her breathing hitched and her toes curled.

Her hands wound through his blonde locks, which were just as silky smooth as they appeared to be. Clayton pulled away only to flip Lena onto her back. He began placing fleeting kisses all over her abdomen while his hands unbuckled her trousers. Hooking his fingers into her waistband, slowly Clayton pulled them down her legs and over her feet. Lena then lay there fully nude and exposed beneath him.

The light of the campfire flickered over her naked body and Clayton's eyes took in every inch of her beautiful figure. She hid her sex from him by closing her legs tightly. His hand gently moved over her thighs. He attempted to open her legs, but she was too tense.

"Lena." He looked intently into her eyes. "Do you still want this?" The tenderness in his voice was foreign to her. She had never seen this side of Clayton--she did not think he had another side.

Lena was not so sure if she wanted it anymore. She felt frightened and humiliated as she lay uncovered from head to toe. However, as she looked into his eyes and listened to his soft voice, she began to feel at ease. Relaxed. Safe.

Lena slowly nodded as she allowed his hands to separate her thighs open. Clayton's eyes dropped to the heaven between her legs and his erection instantly reacted, straining even harder against his trousers. He slid his hand over her center and he nearly lost it when he felt how wet she had become. He could easily slide into her at that point, but the rest of her body was not ready.

"You need to relax, Lena. I'm goin' to help with that." The wicked glint in his eyes made her weak in the knees.

Lena was already on the verge of unhinging as his fingers slid down through her wet folds. Lena gasped as his fingers pressed against the sensitive pearl of her sex and rubbed in agonizingly slow circles. Lena tightly gripped the blanket underneath them as a pleasurable sensation began to build within the lower part of her stomach. Whimpers escaped from her lips. Lena did her best to endure, but she could no longer withstand his touch. Her hips bucked and her legs squirmed.