Page 19 of My Cowboy Valentine

“Maybe it’s the beer talking?” She shakes her head, fanning herself and giggling. “Are we really saying these things to each other?”

“Yeah, we are. But neither one of us can deny we’ve been eye fucking since you showed up in town. Besides, if we’re going to pull off this whole fake engagement thing, we need to master some of the insane sexual tension between us. Don’t you think?”

“All I know is I’ve wondered for a while now if you fuck as good as you ride and rope.”

“Girl, you just made my damn heart stop. Say that again.”

“Say what?” she teases, leaning forward to crawl towards me. Fuck, I’m hard as granite now and ready to explode. “I’ve wondered for a while now if you fuck as good as you ride and rope.” As she passes the coffee table, she grabs my Stetson and puts it on her head.

Fuck me…

A real city girl I might let off the hook with few repercussions. But Red knows precisely what she’s asking for.

“Wear the hat, ride the cowboy,” I say darkly, my body throbbing and aching with years of pent-up need.

She giggles. “I know exactly what putting on your hat means, Rowdy.”

“You don’t have to ask again, city girl,” I growl in raw tones, pulling her into my lap so she straddles me seated on my crossed legs. My cock digs into her inner thigh, begging for a taste of her sweet pussy.

I’m out of my fucking mind with need.Thisis not good.

“I’m not sure if I can do this looking at you,” she says, shaking her head.

“Woman, you sure know how to kill a man and ruin the moment,” I growl, squeezing her hips and grinding her crotch hard against my cock. But I’m determined to do this with her,even if it means wearing a potato sack over my head. “Close your eyes if you have to.”

“No, I don’t mean it like that,” she says, her voice relaxed from the beer. “If I look at you, I might catch feelings. And that’s the last thing either of us needs to do.”

“Honey, you already have all sorts of feelings for me. They’re just of the negative kind. Let’s get you wet and see if I can change your opinion of me.”

“You already have,” she whispers against the shell of my ear.

“What? Changed your opinion of me?”

“No,” she shakes her head. “You already have me wet.”

“Fuck,” I growl, my heart racing out of my chest as I reach for the button on her jeans waistband, pulling her closer. “I don’t think I can take your word on such a crucial topic. I need to see for myself where you’re at before I take you further.”

She whimpers, breathing hard.

“I’m clean, and I have condoms,” I say, staring raptly at her as the zipper of her jeans snarl at my urging. I have to concentrate hard to keep my balls from pulling up at the suggestion of Red. Right or wrong, she’s my ultimate fantasy.

“I’m clean, too,” she replies, holding her breath as my fingers tease the top of her lacy underwear. “And I’m on birth control. So, wrapped or raw is fine by me.”

“Raw, then,” I growl. “I don’t want anything between us when I fuck that slick cunt of yours.” I dip into her panties at the last statement, my fingers marveling at her warm, slippery invitation. “I hope you know this is going to be more than a one-time deal.”

She nods emphatically. “Yes, Ronald, I want you, and oncewon’tbegin to cut it.” Red arches her head back, surrendering to my fingers as I lean forward, covering her smooth, pale throat in open-mouthed kisses.

Between breaths, she pants, “But what about your injured hand? I don’t want you to hurt it. You’re supposed to be icing it.”

“You let me worry about that, girl. The only thing I want you to concentrate on is enjoying the ride.”

Chapter Nine

ROWDY

“But what if Billy finds out? Or my parents and family?”

I laugh against the crook of her neck, swiping it with my tongue and savoring her addictive flavor and silky feel. “Damn, Billy. Hell, he’s the one that shipped us in the first place. And as for your parents? They watch the news and surf the internet, Red. They’re going to learn about our engagement sooner or later, like the rest of the world. Being engaged means plenty of fucking. Like it or not, your parents will never look at us the same way. Whether we do this or not.”

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