Soon I was starting on my second orgasm, and when he thrust his fingers into me again, I soared. My nipples tightened, and all my energy came from the outside in, centering in my pussy, helping me fly.

And then I started to come again.

This man had made me multi-orgasmic—something I’d never thought could happen to me—and my God, it was thrilling.

He continued sucking me, biting my labia, swirling his tongue around my butthole, all the while finger-fucking me in and out and in and out and then pushing up against my G-spot. So, so good.

“You like this, baby? You like how I eat your pussy?”

Again his blunt, graphic words drove me insane, and I started on yet one more climax.

“That’s it, baby. You just keep on coming. Come for me. Only for me. God, you’re so hot. That’s right, sweetheart. That’s it.”

I screamed this time, clutching at the comforter. My hips were moving wildly, and I was grinding against his face.

He continued eating me, and the orgasms kept coming, coming, coming…

Until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“God, Jonah, stop.”

I raised my head a bit to look up, and he was smiling between my legs, his fingers still pumping in and out of me.

“I told you I’d eat you until you pleaded for me to stop.”

I giggled. “Yes, you did say that.”

“I’m hard as a rock right now, Melanie. I need you. Soon.”

“My legs are spread, and I know I’m wet as hell. What’s stopping you?”

He lunged forward and pressed into my heat.

I was so sensitive, even a slight nudge of his cock against my clit and I was close to coming again.

He slid right in, absolutely no resistance. I was so slick that I could take that large cock with no trouble at all.

He pumped above me, looking into my eyes, his own blazing with flames. “God, Melanie, you feel so good.”

“So do you,” I said. “God, so do you.”

He thrust in and out, hard, and with each thrust, I grew more and more certain of three things.

I had never had sex like this.

I had never known a man like Jonah Steel.

And I would never know a man like him again.

Chapter Fifteen

Jonah

Although I’d had two orgasms previously this day, this last one was unlike anything I’d ever known.

As I thrust into Melanie’s body, as she shivered and shuddered beneath me, crying out my name, I let go, and my whole body—not just my cock, not just my balls, but my whole fucking body—convulsed.

It was fucking amazing. I’d had no idea an orgasm could be so all-consuming.

Regular orgasm was a release.

This had been a deliverance.

From what, I wasn’t sure. But I felt renewed.

I collapsed on top of her for just a moment, our bodies melded together, but then I moved over to the side, not wanting to crush her.

She crawled upward into a pillow, curling up her body. She patted the other side. I moved there and watched her fall into slumber.

And then I left.

 

It was late when I got back to the ranch. The lights were on in the main house, so I figured I’d stop and see if Talon wanted to have a drink. I let myself in and gave his mutt, Roger, a pat on the head. No one was in the living area or the kitchen, but light was coming from under the door of Talon’s office. I walked toward the room and knocked.

“Yeah, come in.”

Talon sat at his desk, typing on the computer. He looked up. “Oh, hey, Joe. What are you doing over here at this hour?”

“I just got back from the city. I saw your light and thought I’d stop by and see if you want to have a drink or something.”

Talon raked his fingers through his hair. “Yeah, sure. I could use one.”

“What are you working on?”

“Well, I started going over some of the orchard accounts, but I ended up looking for information on Jade’s ex, Colin Morse.”

“Why are you looking for information on him? He’s dead.”

“I’m not so sure he is. He’s mixed up in all this somehow. I can feel it.” He stood and walked around his desk.

I followed him out into the family room. I sat down on a leather couch while Talon played bartender.

“I ran into a guy the other day,” I said. “Said he knew you.”

“Yeah?” Talon raised his eyebrows. “Who?”

“An old guy named Mike. Met him in an old dive bar around skid row in Grand Junction.”

“What the hell were you doing down there?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“I asked you first.”

“I’m the older brother. You need to answer me first.”

Talon shook his head. “Oh, hell, no. You’re not going to pull rank on me. Those days are long gone.”

True, they were. I had lost the right to pull rank on Talon one fateful day when I was nearly thirteen.

“What the hell does it matter why either of us was there?” I asked.

“Doesn’t matter a damn to me. You brought it up.” Talon took a sip of his whiskey and handed me a martini.

I accepted the drink gladly and took a long sip. Mother’s milk.

Definitely time to change the subject. “Why are you researching Colin?”

“Jade says Larry is claiming his innocence regarding Colin. Not that I take Larry’s word for anything but the shit it is, but remember a few weeks ago, when Jade got a call from Colin’s phone?”

“Yeah.”

“It just doesn’t sit right with me. Larry had disappeared. And if he had Colin’s phone, why the hell would he call Jade with it?”

“I don’t know. She was his assistant city attorney. Maybe he was calling to check up on things.”

“Then why didn’t he say something? And if he cared about how things were going at the city attorney’s office, why did he disappear in the first place?”

“I don’t know, Talon. None of this makes any sense at all. Why is Colin even an issue? He certainly wasn’t one of your abductors. He would have been about a year old, at most.”

Talon rubbed his jawline. “He hates me. One, for taking Jade from him, although he dumped her first, and two, for kicking the shit out of him. He is involved in this somehow. How else would his phone and wallet get into Larry’s possession?”