A Touch in Time Read Online Free PDF Page B

straddle him, the head of his erection pressed snugly against her bare bottom. Blood roared through his veins.
    She moved against him like a cat in heat. Rubbing. Purring.
    Grabbing onto her hips, he lifted her and then lowered her onto his throbbing cock before he shocked the hell out of her by pushing into her sweet ass instead.
    “Jake,” she gasped, clutching his face between her hands.
    He looked up at her. “Darlin’.”
    She captured his mouth with her perfect lips, her tongue thrusting in with the same fervor as his cock as it pumped into her slick channel.
    The jarring of the wagon, its seat bouncing roughly beneath them as its wheels rolled over ruts in the road, only added to the pleasure.
    “Jake,” she whimpered, her body tensing.
    “Don’t fight it, darlin’. I wanna feel your pussy pulsing around me, milking the juice from my cock.”
    She rode him harder, her head thrown back. Her body tensed, shuddered and the Brianna cried out, shattering the silence around them as she went over the edge.
    Jake followed right behind. Bracing her hips as he emptied himself into her quivering pussy.
    * * *
    “I really do know how to sew,” Brianna announced as they pulled up to the cabin.
    “What?”
    “In case you were wondering,” she added. “So if you have anything that needs mending I’d be happy to take care of it for you while I’m here. It’s the least I can do.”
    Jake fought to contain the grin that tugged at the corners of his mouth. “That so? Well, seeing as how you’re my ‘wife’ now, I’ll be expecting you to do the cooking and laundry as well.” That would teach her for putting them both in this position.
    “You what?”
    “Now that those women back there think I’ve taken myself a wife, one I might be tossing aside because of her lack of sewing skills, you can bet your pretty little backside they’ll be out to pay you a visit.”
    “They don’t even know me.”
    “They’re females. Sticking their noses into other folks business is what they do.”
    “Hey!” she said, planting her hands on her waist. “In case you’ve forgotten, I’m a female.”
    “Not a chance in hell I’d forget that fact,” he replied with a husky chuckle. “Now get your sweet little ass inside and make me some dinner while I see to the horses – wife .”
     
    Brianna watched him drive away to the barn, her body humming. She’d cook him up dinner alright and she’d be the dessert.
    Jake was unlike any man she’d ever dated. He made her feel confident and sexy and thoroughly satisfied, something Alex had never managed to do.
    Marissa would be so jealous. Not that her best friend’s love life was lacking, but who wouldn’t envy any woman that had experienced Jake’s hands caressing her, his mouth tasting her, his long, thick cock pumping into her.
    Hurrying into the cabin, she made a beeline for the bedroom where she took off Jake’s pants and flannel shirt and pulled on one of his lightweight shirts. It hung long enough for her to go commando which would help keep her cool while cooking.
    When she was done changing, she made her way to the kitchen which was part of one large room that was half eating area, half sitting area. A small wooden table flanked by two rocking chairs sat in front of the fireplace. The cabin was small but cozy.
    She worked her way through the cupboards, trying to find something to make for her new ‘husband’. There were no easy fix dinner packages or microwave meals. Damn, she was going to have to make something from scratch and cooking was most definitely not her forte. But Jake was worth the effort.
    She found some flour and baking soda and salt and mixed it together. Then she added water just as she did when she made her biscuits-from-a-box at home. She blew a strand of hair from her face as she struggled to stir the thickened mixture.
    The cabin door swung open and she turned to find Jake standing in the doorway, his broad shoulders filling the space.
    “Now