“Patience.” He caught her right leg, brought it carefully over his thigh, opening her to him. Then he ran his cock between her labia, nudged her clit with the tip, circled the entrance to her vagina with the head. “Ce—penis.”
“Che.” Her left hand was clenched in the sheets now, her hips tilted to ease his entry, her body aching for penetration, the anticipation all but unbearable.
He slid inside her with a single, slow thrust, burying himself until she could feel his testicles against her. “You are …perfect.”
Oh, God, it felt good.
Naomi closed her eyes, gave herself over to the sensation of him moving inside her, one slow, deep thrust after the other, his cock stretching her, filling her.
He nuzzled her ear, nipped her earlobe, his free hand returning to caress her breasts, palming their sensitive tips, every flick of a nipple sending shivers of pleasure all the way to her womb. “Cante skuye.Lila wiyan waste.Tecíhila yelo.”
She had no idea what he was saying, the words whispered against her skin, his big body seeming to enfold hers, the scents of sex and sage surrounding her, his rhythm slow and relentless. “Chaska, please!”
She wanted his hand between her thighs, knew he could push her over the brink and extinguish the fire inside her if only he would do to her clit what he was doing to her nipples. But his hand stayed where it was, and so she lay there on her side, feeling deliciously helpless, with him thrusting into her from behind … so … slowly.
In.Oh, yes.Out.More.In.God, yes.Out.
Oh, she couldn’t take this.
Climax took her by surprise, a slow tidal wave that surged through her, rising higher and higher, drowning her in pleasure, before leaving her, breathless and panting, in Chaska’s arms.
Her climax seemed to push him over the edge, his body tensing as he finished with a few deep, hard thrusts.
For a time—Naomi couldn’t say how long—they lay as they were, Chaska’s heart pounding against Naomi’s shoulder, their breathing returning to normal.
Then he chuckled, nuzzled her hair. “Are you ready for your test?”
Chaska unlockedthe door to his workshop, flipped on the light, and stood back while Naomi made her way inside. She was doing her best to be cheerful, to act like today was just another day, but Chaska knew where her mind was. She was thinking about the medicine wheel and the news she might get from Pine Ridge.
“Wow! This is nice.” She sounded genuinely surprised.
“What were you expecting?”
“I don’t know—cobwebs, spiders, empty potato chip bags.”
“It’s an engineer’s workshop, not a slob’s man cave.”
“Oh! You have your own lathe.” She moved over to look at the machine, which sat on the main work table against the back wall.
“It’s actually a combination lathe, mill, and drill.”
“Cool! That must have been expensive.”
“That’s why I drive a crappy, old pickup. I spend all my money on climbing gear and tools to make climbing gear.” There were tens of thousands of dollars in tools locked in chests and cupboards and hanging from hooks on the walls.
She gave a little laugh. “I know the feeling. Other women drool over clothes, shoes, and handbags, but I daydream about tools and storage space. I don’t want Manolo Blahniks. I want a fancy, new stone-setting kit or a set of wire-shaping pliers.”
“I knew there was a reason I liked you.”
She made her way over to the smaller workbench and picked up a bit of twisted steel. “What’s this?”
“That is my latest attempt to create a better wheel-locking mechanism for our rescue litters like the one you rode in.” He told her how attaching an ATV wheel to the bottom of the litters, which had been an innovation on its own, wasn’t easy, especially if the victim didn’t hold still or if it was very cold. “Your fingers freeze against that metal while you’re trying to get the wheel locked into place. When every minute counts, it sucks to waste four or five minutes under the litter, fighting with the lock.”
“You want to make it easier and faster.”
“Yes, but without compromising safety.” That was always the trick.
He showed her some of the other innovations he’d made, explaining what was different and how they worked—a self-belaying device that might help arrest a fall, a brake plate that accommodated several ropes, enabling one person to belay an entire vertical evac team, the original wheel lock mechanism for the rescue litters.