Page 33 of One Wild Texas Night
“I’m sure you have,” she said, smiling at him. “Maybe it’ll be better from now on.”
* * *
They saw pictures of the new arena, the box seats on the ground floor where spectators could be close to the action, the plush suites with walls of glass at the top, plus a cantina with a seating capacity of two hundred that had food service, bars and elegant, comfortable seats with wide screens to also view the action. She saw pictures of the horse stalls and then more shots of another large area outside with seats around an adjoining outdoor arena.
The arena board chairman, John Smith, was master of ceremonies and stood to talk about the arena. He was obviously proud of the strides they’d already made. They were booked solid with horse shows, rodeo events and bull riding.
Finally, in closing, the speaker thanked all the people attending the dinner who had contributed to building the arena and in particular thanked the three of the largest monetary contributors: Wade, Jake and Luke. As they read more names, Jake became antsy, thinking of how badly he wanted to get Claire out of here and into his arms.
It seemed like hours but was actually only half past ten when they arrived at Jake’s Dallas condo. Claire’s heart drummed with eagerness, because all evening she had been looking at Jake and imagining herself here with him, away from prying eyes. But she knew what this was. Jake always had moved on from the previous women he’d dated, and she didn’t expect him to change. But she wanted this night with him.
“Jake, this is marvelous,” she said, stepping into his entryway and seeing the big living room with two walls of glass that offered a spectacular view of the lights of Dallas at night. “Oh my word, what a view.”
“I heartily agree,” he said. His voice was deep with that rasp he got when he was aroused, and she turned to see him watching her as he unbuttoned his shirt. He had already shed his coat and tie, and her pulse jumped, her heartbeat racing because it was clear what he wanted.
Watching her, he crossed the room to her, tossing his shirt and then undershirt on a chair.
“My, that was fast,” she said, thinking about his handsome looks. Then she sighed under her breath and whispered only to herself, “Ahh, Jake. You’re going to have my heart.” She slipped her arm around his waist as he reached out to slide his hand to her collar.
“I knew this would zip down the front. I do like your dress,” he said, watching her as he pulled the zipper down slowly.
“Oh, darlin’, are you gorgeous,” he said, his gaze going to her breasts in a bra that was only a bit of white lace. “So incredibly beautiful,” he added, letting her dress come open. She wore white lace panties that were as skimpy as her bra.
In seconds the silk dress fell around her ankles, and she stepped out of it, removing her bra and panties as he watched. He shed the rest of his clothes while he watched her.
He slipped his arms around her and drew her against his warm, naked body as he leaned down to kiss her. “You’re fantastic,” he whispered, and then his mouth was on hers and she clung tightly to him.
“I can’t wait this time. Next time will be for you,” he said after a moment and picked her up. “Put your legs around me.”
When she did, he lowered her on his hard manhood and she closed her eyes, gasping with pleasure as he eased into her slowly.
“Ahh, Jake,” she whispered, clinging to him and moving with him, each thrust sending waves of intense pleasure that rocked her.
As she clung tightly to him, he began to pump faster. Sensations spread in her, desire hot and intense as she rode him and tension built. She felt her first climax burst with a fantastic surge, ecstasy enveloping her. He continued pumping faster, and in minutes she clutched him, clinging with her arms and legs tight around him as her second climax washed over her while he climaxed at the same time. She cried out while spasms racked her, and then she fell on him, kissing him and holding him tightly until she finally slid down to stand on the floor again while they still kissed.
He picked her up to carry her to bed, stretching out on his side and holding her close as she faced him. “Jake, I can’t move now. You’re fantastic.”
“I guarantee you, that’s my line. You looked beautiful tonight, in your clothes and out of them. Absolutely stunning.”
She smiled at him, running her fingers over his whiskers, along his ear, up into his hair. “I think when I move out of your house, my heart may just be left behind with you. Probably another trophy for you.”
“I don’t have trophies like that or women like that in my life,” he said as he looked deeply into her eyes. “I don’t know about the future, but I know that right now, I’m in paradise because of you.”
“I could say the same thing.”
He held her close against him. “This is good.”
She clung tightly to him, happy, refusing to think beyond the current moment. She’d had a fabulous evening, and Jake’s response to her new clothes, her new haircut and style, had been more than she had hoped for. She knew some rough times lay ahead, because it was inevitable that she would move out of his house and into her new one, but right now, tonight, she wasn’t going to think again about anything beyond the moment. And at the moment, she was euphoric. They’d shared hot lovemaking. She was being held tightly against his naked body and in due time he would kiss her again and they would make love again. It was paradise now while she was naked in his arms. She wouldn’t look beyond the immediate moment.
With a sigh, she hugged him tightly and put her head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat.
“This is the perfect end to a perfect day,” he said, his voice a deep rumble. She could feel vibrations in his chest when he talked. She ran her fingers over his flat, hard stomach, sliding them up over his chest. “You’re incredible, so sexy, so handsome, so exciting,” she whispered, wondering if she was already deeply in love with him and if he was going to break her heart when they said goodbye. She had a feeling she would never again know a man who was as sexy and exciting as he.
* * *
Claire spent the next week making arrangements with all sorts of people, and by the beginning of March, her land had been cleared and a foundation laid for her new home. She went back and forth from Jake’s cabin each day in one of his pickups and then usually stayed at Jake’s in the afternoon. She spent every night and some days and afternoons in his bed in his arms, and she refused to think about the future unless she had to, and then only regarding her property.
Late in the day on a Thursday, she knew Jake was working on something in his office. She had been on the phone with her insurance agent and had an appointment set. She had spent the morning selecting tile and wallpaper and flooring for her new kitchen on the ranch.
