Page 54 of Curvy Nanny for the Cowboy

“Horny, Colton. I’m feeling incredibly horny right about now.”

His deep chuckle vibrated against my chest, making my nipples bead into tight buds. “We can’t have that now, can we?”

“Not for long,” I purred, rubbing my body up against him. “I hope.”

“Nope,” he growled. “Not long at all.” He spun me around and fixed his lips on the crook of my neck, kissing softly before he nibbled the wet skin. It was a delicious sensation that sent shivers dancing down my body. Even now, Colton found ways to surprise me in the bedroom, showing me new ways to give and receive pleasure. It never got old. “You smell so fucking good.”

I laughed. “You always say that.” I leaned my head to the side to give him better access. “Oh, that spot drives me crazy.”

His hands cupped my hips and pulled me back against his hard cock, moaning when I pressed against him a little more. “I know it does.” He lifted the hem of my gown and slipped his hand into my panties, where I was hot, wet, and throbbing for him. “So crazy.”

My hips bucked up because I was hungry for his touch. “Please.”

He gave me exactly what I needed—his touch. “You’re all wet for me, Molly.”

“Yeah,” I moaned. “For you and your cock.”

He growled and released me, but his mouth never left my neck, my shoulder, down the center of my back. His pants fell to the floor, and my body twitched with anticipation. “Tilt your hips for me, baby.” He gripped my hips to help me.

I gasped at the feel of his cock pressed against my opening. “Now, Colt. Please. I need you now.”

“You have me. Always.” He sank into my body slowly, one teasing inch at a time until I felt his pelvis against my back. “Always.”

This angle always worked quickly for me. He just felt bigger and thicker from the back, and the way he gripped me—desperate and possessive—made it all the more appealing. “Colt,” I moaned as his hips moved with a sense of urgency that made me feel wanted and desired. Loved. Whether we made love or fucked, it was always out of this world, and he always made me feel like the most desired woman alive. “God, yes!” I smacked my hand against the wall and pushed back, tilting my hips as far as I could. “Oh!”

“Yeah. Fuck yeah,” he growled and sank his teeth into my shoulder. His hips moved faster and harder. He sank so deep that he pounded that special spot over and over with every stroke.

My legs wobbled. They quivered. They shook until they gave out, but Colton was right there with an arm banded across my chest and carried me to the bed, placing me down on all fours. “Good?”

I nodded, and before I could say a word, he was right back where I needed him. “So fucking good,” I growled and pushed back. From this angle, I had more control of the speed and intensity, and best of all, I could tilt at that angle I knew would drive him mad. “Colton. Love you.”

“Love. You. More.” He gripped me so tight I knew there would be ten fingerprint bruises on my hips tomorrow. “Molly.” He pounded harder and faster, and then faster still.

I couldn’t catch my breath. Shivers had a party on my skin, dancing up and down my limbs as my orgasm worked up to the surface. I dropped down to my elbows, and he sank impossibly deeper. “Oh my god, Colton. Yes! Just like that.” It was true that he knew my body like no other, and he played me like his favorite instrument.

But my man also took directions well, and he didthat thingover and over again until every inch of me was covered in sweat. I was breathless and out of my mind with the pleasure that started at my toes and worked its way up. “Oh fuck, the way you grip me.”

His dirty mouth never failed to get me to make that jump off the mountain with my eyes closed. I soared like an eagle flying high above the Earth, looking down on everything else. Up here, the world below didn’t matter—nothing mattered except for the man I’d found love and passion with. “Oh!” I shouted when Colton pulled out and flipped me onto my back.

“Need to see your face.”

I smiled at his sweet words and pulsed around him, driving him crazy. “I’m right here. Forever and always.” He pushed into me deeper and deeper until a second orgasm started.

“Molly.” His body tensed, and then I felt the telltale warmth fill me beautifully. “Oh fuck, Molly.”

My body hadn’t come down yet, and I continued to pulse and flutter around his thick cock. I wasn’t sure how long the orgasm lasted, but eventually, we collapsed on the bed in a sweaty heap.

Where we slept soundly until it was time to get married.

Epilogue

Molly ~ 6 Months Later

Life had a funny way of working itself out, I thought as I stared at the plastic stick with the unexpected digital confirmation of what I’d suspected for a few weeks.

Pregnant.

It wasn’t planned, but it wasn’t exactly unplanned either. Colton and I hadn’t been able to get enough of each other, and we’d christened every inch of the ranch house and the ranch itself over the past half a year.

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