Good Enough (Meet Me in Montana 3) - Page 51

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Dirk laughed. Hard. “Your pregnancy brain is playing tricks on you, sweetheart.”

Then my mother really went in for the kill. “I do believe you were her first kiss, at least that is what her mama always says. Dirk Littlewood was the first boy to ever kiss my little Merit back behind the chicken coop! Imagine that, a pro bull rider kissing my little Merit!”

Everyone in the room laughed…everyone except for Dirk. “We were ten, for fuck’s sake! How does that count or even matter?”

My mother chuckled. “She always did think you two would end up together. You always were like peas and carrots. I imagine she’d probably talk about the whole barn incident, if given the chance.”

Dirk’s face went pale. “Wh-what? How do you even know about that?”

With a wink, my mother answered, “Roger told Ty Senior. Said he was about ready to rip your head off the night he caught the two up there in the hay loft.”

Dirk gave her a smug grin. “I’d imagined he was a bit pissed, considering we had been…doing more than kissing.”

My mother huffed. “Lori might be happy to brag about that early on kiss, but Roger isn’t very keen on his daughter losing her virginity to a bull rider who was supposed to be like a brother to his daughter.”

“Oh. My. Gawd!” Kaylee gasped.

“What!” Timberlynn shrieked as she turned and looked at Dirk. “You were ten when you lost your virginity?”

Kaylee reached over and smacked Timberlynn on the back of the head.

“Ouch! What in the heck, Kaylee?!” Timberlynn said as my mother and I both laughed.

“He was ten when they first kissed, fool, not when he popped her cherry!” Kaylee corrected as only she could.

Timberlynn’s mouth made the cutest little O as it all settled into place for her. Damn if she wasn’t the sweetest thing. Her gaze met mine and she half shrugged as I laughed.

“You lost your virginity to the…to the girl next door! How romantic is that!” Kaylee busted out, then fell into a fit of laughter.

“Ha ha. She was hot, and just to be clear, Timberlynn, we were both in high school when we had sex, and she was the one who lost her virginity to me, thank you very much. And what in the heck, Stella Shaw! Why are you talking about this?”

About that time, Brock walked in, and without so much as missing a beat, he said, “Hey, Dirk, you hear that Merit Eden’s back in town?”

Everyone, and I mean everyone, started laughing…everyone but Dirk.

I knocked on Timberlynn’s bedroom door and waited for her to answer.

“Come in!”

With a smile, I opened the door and walked in. Timberlynn stepped out of the bathroom that was attached to her room, and I nearly dropped to my knees.

She smiled and I was positive I tripped.

“Do you like it? When I found out your folks were having a party, I ordered it from a college friend who designs gowns. She’s making it pretty big in New York City with her designs and all. She had one in my size and sent it overnight, which isn’t really overnight to get here, but more like three days!”

I went to open my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

Timberlynn chewed on her lip, and I could see her cheeks turn the slightest shade of pink.

“You look…I mean…you look beautiful. Sexy beautiful. Like I want to slowly take that dress off of you beautiful.”

A big smile appeared on her face.

The dress was black and hugged her body in the most amazing ways. It fell below her knees, but on one side was a slit that came up her thigh. One shoulder had a ruffley-type sleeve on it, and the other shoulder was bare…and her breasts. My God, her breasts were on full display. I wanted to throw a blanket around her torso, but at the same time parade her around so every man in the room could envy the hell out of me.

“Do you like it?”

“Like it? My cock is so hard right now I may have to sit the party out.”

Timberlynn laughed.

“How does your ankle feel in those shoes?”

“It’s a bit sore, but nothing bad.” She reached down for a necklace that was laying on the side table by her bed.

“Would you put this on for me?”

Her long blonde hair was down and fell in soft waves around her face. Her makeup was light, but her red lips screamed that she was classy as hell.

I took the necklace and noticed that my hands shook as I moved toward her. Timberlynn turned around and lifted her hair, exposing her back to me. I leaned down and kissed her bare skin. Instantly, a rush of heat flowed through my body.

Her entire body trembled, and I couldn’t help but smile as I moved my lips up her neck. “Tanner,” she whispered as I blew softly on her ear.

“I want you, Timber.”

She dropped her head back as my hand came up and moved to her breasts. “No, we can’t.”

“We can.”

My other hand moved slowly under her dress. When I felt a bare ass cheek, I lost all control. “Are you wearing panties?”

She turned and smiled. “I didn’t want a panty line to show.”

I took a few steps away from her. “You’re not wearing panties?”

“I said I had a thong on.”

In my crazed mind I hadn’t even heard her say that. My eyes went over her body again, and it only took me two seconds to make my decision.

Two steps and my mouth pressed against hers. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I walked her back until she hit the wall.

I dropped down and carefully pushed her dress up. The black thong was nothing but a piece of thin lace. I licked my lips and pushed the fabric to the side as I lifted her leg.

“Tanner!” she gasped, then covered her mouth with her hand when I licked her, flicking her clit with my tongue. “Oh God.”

It didn’t take long for her to come. The moment I slipped my fingers inside her and sucked on her clit, she was bucking her hips into my mouth and covering her moans with both hands.

Jesus, she was wet now. So I stood, unzipped my dress pants and pulled my cock out. I dipped my fingers back inside her and then stroked myself a few times.

Timberlynn looked at me with a pleasure-induced smile. “There are condoms in the side table drawer.”

Since we were waiting on Timberlynn to get into the doctor—and silently hoping her period came—we were still wearing condoms. I reached into the side table of her nightstand and grabbed one. After ripping it open and sheathing myself, I move

d and positioned myself at her entrance, rubbing my cock against her clit.

Timberlynn’s eyes were hooded and cloudy, as if she was still in the aftermaths of her first orgasm. She placed her hands on my shoulders and whimpered, “Don’t tease, Tanner.”

She moved her hips toward me, and I slid myself into her warm, tight body.

“Fuck,” I moaned as I started to move. I wanted to go slow. To enjoy simply being inside her. But slow wasn’t on either of our minds.

“Faster, Tanner. Oh, God, yes!” she whispered before she dropped her head into my chest.

I pumped fast and hard as I pressed her against the wall. My body must have been hitting hers in all the right ways, because she buried her face into my jacket and moaned as her orgasm rocketed through her. I could feel her tighten on me. Feel how wet her body got as my cock slid in and out more easily after she came. Then I felt my own build up.

“Timberlynn, I can’t hold back, baby.”

“Yes. Tanner, yes.”

The moment I came, I let out a low growl. The fucking room felt like it was spinning out of control. I pumped inside her a few more times, and then her fingers dug deep into my shoulders.


Reality floated back in, and I hated that I had lost control like that. I’d just fucked her against the wall while my folks had a freaking party going on downstairs. That wasn’t the type of man I promised her I would be.

She dropped her head against my chest again and we both fought to regain our breathing. I stayed inside her, afraid to move. Afraid to acknowledge my own selfish behavior. “I’m sorry,” I mumbled as I pulled out of her slowly.

Timberlynn looked at me and she frowned. “Sorry for what?”

“I…lost control and acted like a damn animal just now.”

She smiled. “If my memory is right, I didn’t stop you.”

“I promised you I’d always respect you, and I just fucked you like a mad man.”

Timberlynn cupped my face within her hands. “Tanner, you made me feel desired. Sexy. I love that I make you lose control like that. Don’t say you’re sorry for making me feel like a woman who’s desired.”

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