Western Ties: Compass Brothers, Book 4 by Mari Carr & Jayne Rylon

deter him now.
    He moved lower, positioning himself between her outstretched legs. The sweet scent of her arousal drove him crazy and he refused to deny himself a taste any longer. Bending, he placed his lips around her clit and sucked strongly on the tiny button. Leah reacted as if she’d been struck by lightning, her hips thrashing roughly.
    He gripped her waist in his hands to hold her still and repeated the motion. Leah cried out, her soft voice driving him to crank up the play. Nipping at her clit, he slowly applied more pressure, interested in seeing exactly how high Leah’s threshold for pain was. Each time he clenched harder, she yelled louder, begging, pleading with him for more. His muscles tightened and he prayed for strength. As her need grew, so did his. His cock was aching, ready to explode.
    The skin on her thighs grew slick with arousal. Sawyer pushed two fingers inside her cunt, and Leah shuddered hard. He’d hoped the added sensation would drive her over the edge, but Leah hadn’t lied about her problem. Her mind and body waged a violent war against each other. She instantly calmed.  
    Her breathing came rapidly. “Fuck,” she muttered. He glanced up. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes. She had to come, but something was holding her back and causing her a fair amount of pain along the way.
    “I, I w-want…”
    Her voice died as she struggled to speak.  
    “I know, Leah.” He pulled his fingers out and returned with three. He slammed them to the hilt, and her body reared up. He placed his palm against her stomach, applying enough pressure to keep her still. He bent over and sucked roughly on her clit as he finger-fucked her.
    Once again, Leah climbed, her pussy muscles reaching for that last bit of glory. When it seemed inevitable, he lifted his head. “Come, Leah. Come for me, baby.”
    Her face was contorted with need and pain and when he thought she’d achieve that final goal, her body shut down. A lone tear trickled down her cheek, and Sawyer’s heart ached for her. He stood.  
    Leah panicked. “Oh God, no. I’m sorry. Please don’t stop.”
    He stilled. “I’m not leaving, rose. I need a few things. Don’t move.” It was a preposterous statement—she was strapped to the bed—but his brain was focused on only one thing at the moment.
    Reaching into a box at the foot of the bed, he gathered up his tools. In the past, he’d called them toys, but tonight, they were going to help him conquer Leah and her control demon. Tonight, he was going to claim the woman, make her his.  
    Glancing at the bed, he heard JD’s words in his head. Some women will leave you wanting more than a tumble in the hayloft. Leah certainly fit that bill. He grinned as the game plan changed. This weekend adventure had stretched into something more.
    If Sawyer played his cards right tonight, they could be embarking on a long-term engagement.
     

Chapter Three
    Leah repressed a shiver when Sawyer returned. There was a possessiveness in his gaze that hadn’t been there before. When he’d gotten off the bed, she feared she’d pissed him off when she hadn’t been able to come. She’d dated plenty of men who took her inability to orgasm as some sort of personal affront to their so-called manhood.
    Obviously Sawyer was different if the look on the face of the determined man climbing on the bed was anything to go by. She should have realized he wouldn’t be easily deterred. He was a Compton and they loved a challenge. Sawyer’s serious expression told her he was a man on a mission.
    A small part of her was thrilled by his tenacity, but the larger, more practical side of her feared this night was going to end like so many others before—with her faking an orgasm. It wasn’t until Sawyer knelt between her legs again that she realized his hands were full.
    “What’s all that?”
    He grinned, but didn’t respond. Instead, he lifted a rabbit vibrator from the mattress. She owned a similar one herself—not