Page 106 of Dirty Cowboy

Her soft curves, the fire in her eyes, and the way she calls on me with a promise, undo me, and I don’t hesitate. I bend down, drawn to her like gravity.

But she lifts a hand, stopping me in my tracks. “Wait.”

I freeze, and my muscles tighten with restraint.

“Take off your pants,” she instructs, her voice as smooth as silk.

Ignoring the firm ‘no’ in my head, my hands fly to my waistband. She reaches for her ponytail and removes the sunflower scarf from her hair before lifting to her knees with the scarf stretched between her hands.

She points to the sheets. “Lie down.”

Desire blazes in her eyes as Emma transforms into the fearless vixen I remember from the strip club—bold, determined, and utterly confident.

“You don’t touch me. I touch you. Understood?”

A wordless nod is all I can manage, my voice lost somewhere between desire and disbelief. With a contented sigh, Emma stretches and slowly slides off the bed like a graceful dancer. Despite her wrapped ankle, each step she takes is calculated and alluring, as if she’s putting on a performance.

I follow her lead like an obedient pup, already plotting the moment the tables turn. I picture her beneath me with my cock buried deep inside her.

She takes my right hand, and the touch of her fingers burns on my skin. She wraps the sunflower scarf around my wrist and ties the other end to the bedpost. As she carefully moves around the bed, one of my ties magically appears in her grip. I watch as she fastens my left hand to the other bedpost, then climbs onto the bed and straddles me.

Longing pools in her eyes, vibrant and deep. My body thrums with an electrical charge, each nerve lighting at the promise of her touch.

She splays her hands over my abs and lowers to my ear with a seductive whisper. “I’m going to lick you, then I’m going to suck you, and then I’m going to?—”

“—don’t you dare finish that sentence, Emma. If there’s anyone who’ll be doing any fucking, it’s me.”

A rumble rolls through my chest. I want her, and I want her badly. I want to cherish her virgin pussy and devour every delectable inch of her skin like she’s mine, and only mine. Forever.

She captures my mouth with hers. Her soft pink lips are hot and needy, but she breaks away before I’m sated. She slides down my body and reaches for the waistband of my boxer briefs, slowly dragging them past my hard dick which springs into a solid rod. My stomach sinks and her mouth twists into a wicked grin. She licks her lips and lowers, placing them over my crown. I push my head back into the pillow, giving in.

“Fuck,” I groan, closing my eyes.

She traces her tongue underneath the head of my cock, pulling me into madness. The heat of her slick mouth burns over my skin. I tighten my hands into fists and hold my breath. I can’t think and I can’t breathe. There’s no more blood in my head, and zero will to stop what I’ve unknowingly wanted for years. Her fingers wrap around my length, stroking slowly before she takes me deep into her mouth.

Good God!

The longer she takes, the more I want to come between her beautiful lips. My ass tightens, and my balls expand. She cups them with her free hand, and as much as I don’t want to believe she hasn’t done this before, it’s impossible.

Her head bobs up and down my cock, her lips forming a perfect seal around me. She’s warm and precise, pressing her tongue to the sensitive skin. I match her mouth’s movement with heavy thrusts. The tie and scarf around my wrists dig into my skin as she fulfills my filthy desires. A surge of pleasure shoots down my spine and into my balls, and I know, I won’t last. I can’t last, because the thought of filling every one of her cavities becomes an overwhelming dream I’ve had since the day I realized I wanted her. And it all started with her dirty little mouth.

Fuck.

As she works her magic, sliding her finger beneath my sack, I draw closer to the edge. My thighs flex, and my body trembles with the first spasm, but I hold back, because I want her mouth fucking my cock a bit longer. Emma seems to sense my restraint and her ambitious mouth takes over. She tightens her lips around my cock and presses her finger harder beneath my balls, sending me spiralling towards ecstasy.

“Emma,” I hear her name on my lips over and over, begging her to finish me off. She listens to my plea like a good girl and takes me deeper into her mouth. I hit the back of her throat again. Once, twice, three times, until my balls tighten and I spill. There’s no end to my orgasm as she swallows every last drop and licks me clean.

I pull on my restraint and rip Emma's sunflower scarf from the bedpost. She kneels in front of me, breathless and proud.

Fuck, she's beautiful.

By this point, I know that I will do anything to keep her in Lords Valley. I quickly free my other hand from the tie binding my left wrist. She has plenty to learn about knots, but this isn’t the time for lessons. I lift and reach for the hem of her dress, slowly removing it over her head, revealing her smooth skin and the hint of blush on her chest. I undress her piece by piece, savoring every second as she kneels before me. Her breath hitches. I scoot closer and kiss her slowly and deeply, tasting my salty release on her lips. I draw her body against mine. The warmth of her skin ignites a slow-burning fire that spreads through every nerve. Her soft moans fill the room. I trace her every curve and hollow, etching every inch of her skin to memory. When I pull away, her blue eyes glow with lust, and her cheeks are flushed.

"My turn." I wipe a stray drop of my cum off her chin before dragging my fingers down the side of her neck, guiding her body to the sheets. I snap the clasp at the front of her bra and the fabric falls apart, exposing her beautiful round breasts and pink nipples.

I kiss the path along her jaw, pausing to nip at the spot below her ear that makes her gasp. Her hands find their way into my hair, nails scraping against my scalp.

"Eric," she arches into my touch. “Take me. Please.”

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