Chapter One

Daniel parked the car, jumped out and reached the passenger door as his best friend dashed off the front porch. He proffered a sexy grin, opened the door of his old T-bird and did a quick half-bow. “Your chariot awaits, my lady.”

Marci snickered. “Daniel, you will make somebody a very happy wife.”

He raised his hand and tilted his head. “Hold on there, darlin’, I’m not ready for the home life. Maybe after I’m forty.”

She dragged her hand across the bulge of his groin. “At least you’re ready for fun.”

Daniel growled. “I’m always ready for that.”

Marci slid onto the seat. “Then why are you still standing there?”

“Ohhh, sweetness. Just remember you started this so I don’t want to hear no begging—”

“When you make me scream?”

Daniel shut her door, leaned down and stuck his head in the open window. “Come here and kiss me.” He claimed her lips and tasted her luscious mouth for a lingered moment before their oral embrace ended. “We keep this up and I’ll climb through the window.”

Marci wiggled her eyebrows. “What’s stopping you?”

The subtle toss of his head directed her glance to his left. “Mrs. Attwood’s leering. Again.” Amused, by her soft laugh, he dashed around the front of the car, yanked open the driver’s door and slid in. A quick turn of the key started the engine. “I have to keep your reputation in tact. Can’t tarnish my bud.” He winked and headed down the road, his attention on driving. “Besides, I thought you wanted me to take you to dinner.”

“I don’t need food as much as I need this.” She scooted closer, skated her hand over his muscled chest, down the soft gray t-shirt, which covered his taut stomach, and under the waistband of his loose fit indigo jeans. Her fingers toyed with the sparse hair of his groin. “You know I call you for three things. Since I don’t have a broken heart and I’m not lonely, I must be hungry for…”

“Sex.” Daniel sucked in his stomach and provided more space. “You keep this up and I’ll be finding a roadside parking spot.”

Marci brushed her fingertips across the head of his cock. “This can be my dinner and the old Jamerson barn is abandoned.” She eased her hand from his jeans and unbuckled his belt. “Keep driving, bud. I need a snack.”

He shivered when the slow gentle downward tug of his zipper announced in a soft growl the escape of his semi hard erection. “Oh sweet heaven.”

“See, even he wants me.” She lowered her head and flicked her tongue over the crown of his veined shaft. “Mmmm, tasty.”

“Deeper, woman, deeper.” He fisted a handful of her hair and pushed her down on his swollen hardness. The bob of her head surged tremors through him and the earnest hunger of her mouth lured his orgasm closer. His growl deep, he pulled off the road, braked and shifted the car into park. Her determined sucking coaxed his seed to unload as the fantastic feel of her tender mouth depleted his thick length.

Daniel adored her gift, lifted her head and grinned. “I’m taking us to the first private spot available and then you’re in trouble.” He started the car and shifted it in gear, but kept his foot on the brake. “If you wish to keep your clothes in one piece, I suggest you get naked.”

Marci giggled and peeled off her shirt. “Like this?” She raised her arms and shook her shoulders.

His breath sucked in as her pert breasts shimmied in the moonlight was fast released in a growl. He cupped one small mound, bent his head and latched onto her enticing nipple. Her pleasure moaned as he sucked with eager hunger, combined with the rapid beat of her heart and increased breaths, informed him of her want as his tongue caressed the tender peak. “Mmmm.” The release of the pink bud announced with a pop, he licked his lips “Delicious.”

The sensation heightened her desire to a feverish pitch. She licked her lips. “Get me to a private area and I’ll let you bend me over the hood.”

“You’re on.” Daniel turned back to the road and gunned the engine. He drove down a dirt road just wide enough for the T-bird. The car ambled along until the small road opened into an area near a barn where he parked and shut down the engine.

Marci flung open the passenger door, jumped out and stripped. She threw her clothes at him, ran to the front of the car and leaned her elbows on the hood. “Are you coming?”

“You little minx.” The driver’s door opened with a squeak as he jumped out of the car and strode toward his best friend. With his gaze locked on her wiggled backside, he slipped behind her. “Ohhh yeah.” He dug a condom from the front pocket of his jeans and laid it on the hood then kicked off his boots, tossed aside his shirt and shucked his jeans. The delightful shimmy of her tight ass fascinated him and hardened his cock.

She widened her stance. “Enjoying the view?”

“Definitely.” Daniel placed his hands on her shoulders and compelled her sensuous figure to straighten. The feel of her slender back against his body elicited a rumble from deep within his chest. His palms glided down her slender sides then back up as he cupped her firm bosoms. “You are one hot little number.” He nuzzled her neck. “Do you have any idea how many guys around here and within the next three towns, hell, harbors, would die to be where I am?”

Marci pressed her hands over his and leaned back her head on his shoulder. “You’re my bud and the only guy around who doesn’t kiss and tell and brag he ever had this body.”

“And I hold the right to punch the jerk who claims he did.” He dragged his thumbs across her pebbled nipples and nipped her shoulder. “And what a shapely body it is.” His rigid erection slid between her thighs and stroked her silken slit. The sensation of his slow tease sheer delight, he readied her for entry. Her every uttered groan increased his enjoyment of the deliberate torture he inflicted upon both of them.

She grabbed his hand and pushed down until his finger slid across her sensitive clit. “I need you in me, Daniel. Now.”

Her moaned pleasure fueled the desire pounding in his veins. “You got it, Marci.” He snatched the packet, tore it open and slipped the condom over his raging shaft. His hand on her shoulder pushed her upper body forward as his other palm cupped her hip, tugged her backside toward him and bent her over. The shake of her ass wiggled her shimmering slit in a provocative invite.

“Damn it, Daniel, I’m going to go home if you keep me waiting.” Her groan frustrated, she stomped her foot.

The jiggle of her rounded bottom elicited his groan. “I like the view.” He rubbed the head of his hardness the length of her satin folds until the torment bordered on unbearable.

“Daniel—” The plunge of his thick length deep inside stole her breath and his retraction earned her pout.

He again thrust his cock into her inviting entrance, withdrew and repeated the action. With his erection buried to the base, he seized her hips. His retraction and pace increased until his every stroke pounded into her slick passage. The clamp of her muscles indicated her arousal bordered on a climax.

“More, Daniel. God, yes, all of you!” She tilted her hips and offered better access.

“Any time, Marci.” His pumping deep and hard with long strokes designed to please, he enjoyed driving into her silken sheath as she cried out her release. Never did any woman before or after graduation become so close to him, so much a friend, so fun to be with. This shared fun ended if ever the right person crossed either of their paths, but he possessed little doubt his bud would fall first.

Her hips pushed back against his and he delivered what she asked for as he reached around her body with one hand and tweaked her pink peak while his other hand sought her hooded pearl. He slid his middle finger over the precious nubbin and worked in conjunction with her rocking motion. His massage propelled her into ecstasy and milked her back to reality.

“I need more of you. On your back.” He withdrew, watched her comply then slipped his arms under her knees and raised her hips. His hungry shaft sank inside her beckoning pussy. Long strokes and dynamic thrusts summoned his release. “Do you have any idea how good you feel, Marci?”

With her palms braced on the hood, she thrust up and met his descending plunge. “Almost as good as you, Daniel. Deeper, harder, more! Please make me… oh yes…”

Her words devoured by her moan, he drove her into an orgasm and relished the feel of her nectar over his hardness as her muscles clenched on his driving thick length. His every stroke milked her back to her senses as their labored breathing slowed. A drop of rain hit his shoulder.

He leaned down and slipped his arms around her waist. “Hold on to my neck. We’re going to the car.” At her compliance, he lifted her, strode to the open passenger side door and, his every move careful, leaned inside the car and lowered her to lie on the seat.

She wrapped her legs around his waist. “No escape for you, handsome. Now pump me.”

“Done.” He retracted and thrust back into her tunnel. “You feel awesome, Marci.”

She pushed up her hips and met his downward drive. “Tell me with your body, Daniel.”

“Gladly.” He pumped until his vigorous thrusts heightened her and alleviated his rigid cock. When the clamp of her satin inner muscles on his spurting erection drained his seed, his body quaked in unison with her smaller figure. His push deep, he remained fixed until both finished. Pleased by her quivers, he reached down between them and seized the condom so it didn’t slip off. The last thing either of them wanted involved ruination the other’s life with a child.

A flash of lights reflected off the rearview mirror. Daniel pushed up, peered over the seat and recognized the headlights. “It’s dad.”

Marci squealed. “His hunting you is not a good sign.”

The collection of her clothes swift, he shoved them into her hands. “Cover yourself.” He leapt up, sprinted to the front of the car and yanked on his jeans.

At his son’s naked dash, Angus looked skyward until the trotted approach of the lad’s feet redirected his gaze. “Daniel, sorry to intrude, but your brothers tangled with young Robert. He’s in the hospital. Tell Marci to come on and I’ll give her a ride home so you can get over there before all hell breaks loose.”

Daniel returned to the car. “Marci, Dad will give you a ride. I need to get to the hospital.” He ushered her to his father’s truck and kissed her cheek. “You’re the best.” With his bud taken care of, he dashed back to the T-bird, started the car and floored it.

 Chapter Two

Daniel turned into the hospital lot, located a spot and parked the T-bird. He leapt out, trotted to the emergency room entrance, slipped between the opening double doors and raced to the nurses’ station. “Miss, I’m looking for Robert Alden’s room.” The light touch on his arm garnered his attention. His gaze settled on the candy striper.

Janice smiled. “I can take you to him, sir.”

He grimaced. “Sir would be my daddy and grandfather, but not me.”

“Aren’t you a charmer.”

“Thank you.” Directed into a nearby room and left to stand in the doorway, Daniel froze at the angelic beauty near the window. Never before in his life did a more stunning creature grace his presence. Her long dark auburn hair, tucked behind her ear revealed full lush lips, dark chocolate brown eyes and a honeyed complexion that dried his mouth.

He swallowed hard. His gaze fixed on the lovely lady, he took a tentative step into the room for fear the angel might flee. Her curves announced the perfection of her soft and supple body as her movements declared her gracefulness unmatched.

Anita turned her head and smiled. “Hello. Are you one of Robert’s friends?”

His voice locked by her generous gift, Daniel nodded. What the hell’s wrong with me? He took another step closer to heaven.

She proffered her hand. “I’m Anita.”

He followed suit. “I, uh…”

“Daniel is my friend. Come sit with me, sweetheart.” Robert patted his bed.

Anita faced her ex-boyfriend. “I was just introducing—”

“I said come sit by me.”

“Very well.”

Daniel witnessed her gracious compliance, but the stubborn set of her jaw indicated her reluctance. He moved to the opposite side of the bed where he inhaled her scent of wild roses and the sea. An uncontrolled shudder raced through his veins. “What happened?”

Robert sneered. “Your two idiot brothers turned their horses into my path near the end of the foxhunt.”

Agitated as his temperamental friend grabbed the beauty’s hand, he sighed. Temperamental, sometimes mental being the operative word. “Are you sure it wasn’t an accident?”

“Positive. I know what happened.”

Daniel flinched at the pained expression on the lovely young woman’s face when his friend’s knuckles whitened. “You’re hurting Anita.”

Robert scowled. “Back off. She’s mine to do with as I please.”

“I believe the lady has a right to make her own choices. My warning is now a demand. Release Anita’s hand.” The jerk of her arm and her outcry hurled him into action. He seized his friend’s throat and pressed his thumb into the tender hollow. “Let her go. Now.”

“Ack... all right.” He pried at the fierce grip on his throat and the thumb, which impeded his breath.

“Please, back away, Anita.” At her compliance, Daniel leaned over the bed and lowered his voice. “Robert, your companionship never proved itself invaluable, but such would have never made a difference as I refuse to stand around and watch you inflict pain on any woman when I can intercede.” His release of the fool due to a nurse’s entrance, he pivoted and proffered his hand. “May I take you home, Anita?”

Her steps tentative, Anita placed her hand in his warm palm. “I’d be grateful, Daniel.”

He ushered her toward the door, paused and looked over his shoulder. “My father taught me long ago that women are meant to be treasured, given the world and loved, Robert. You have many lessons to learn. Friend.”

Robert screamed his frustration. “Go ahead and take her! You and your family take everything else from me. Your brothers killed my best horse and left me a cripple, too!”

Daniel ignored the rest of the rants spewed from the room as the warmth of her soft hand garnered his attention. “My apologies for his anger.”

Anita leaned into his shoulder and smiled. “I broke up with him over a month ago because of his temper tantrums. I’m not even sure why I was called to his side tonight.”

He halted and faced her. “Look, I, uh, I’m hungry and planned on grabbing a bite to eat with my best friend. I think you two will get along great. Would you care to ride with me to pick up Marci and maybe join us for a late dinner? I know she’ll like you as much as I do.”

“I’d be delighted.”