Page 18 of My Cowboy Boss
I move to help, and my body instantly protests. “My ass is sore,” I complain.
“I’ll rub away the aches and pains.”
I fake gasp. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“I’ll show you.” He motions for me to come closer. “Let’s go fornicate.”
I laugh when he wags his eyebrows. “You took the thought right out of my head.”
“Then get over here. It’s time for me to make my dream come true.” He grips the back of my neck. “I’m going to stop wondering what you taste like and see for myself.”
“But you already know because you kissed me earlier and—oh!” I blush as his meaning sinks in.This is it. The moment I’ve fantasized about.
His hand is warm on my skin as he slowly lowers his head. My nipples instantly become pebbles.
He’s soft and gentle at the first brush of his lips across mine. He’s toying with me. Little pecks of touch that aren’t enough to quench my thirst.
I press against him, flush against his swollen cock. He makes a noise, a cross between a growl and warning then he’s devouring me, and these words run through my head…I surrender. I surrender. Take me, cowboy. Taste me.
Chapter 8
Flint
Her words unleash something in me, and I kiss her with such fervor I become intoxicated by the heat it generates between us.
She groans, pushing hard against me. I’m fucking consumed by this woman.
“My panties are soaked,” she whispers against my lips.
And it’s my turn to groan.She’s beautiful. Sexy as hell. And she’s in my arms.Feeling inadequate before such a goddess, I fumble as I try to take off her shirt. The material catches under her chin, and she giggles as I pull at it.
“I promise I can do this right,” I say sheepishly, finally getting it off her.
Her gaze drifts down to where my hard cock strains for freedom. “I believe you.”
I take her jeans off, sliding them down those luscious thighs of hers, and let my gaze drift across her body.
Her gorgeous tits spill over the top of a skimpy floral bra and I can’t form any words. I don’t know what I did right in life to deserve this moment with this perfect woman, but I’m hella grateful. Every second I’ve been able to spend with her has been magical.
I lower my gaze again and nearly lose my mind at what I focus on. Her matching panties are barely there, hinting at the treasure hidden behind them, and it’s almost my undoing. I have never wanted anything as much as I want her.
Every inch of me is aching and eager and I can’t wait another minute.
“I’m going to carry you to the blanket now.” I lift her high into the air and she squeals, immediately dropping her hands to my shoulders.
“Wrap your legs around my neck,” I tell her. “I’m going to lean you back.”
She does and I support her with my hands holding her back, with her pussy against my lips as I walk.
Her hands move to her stomach, and she says, “Don’t drop me.”
“I will never let you go,” I promise.
“Mmm. I feel your lips moving against me when you talk.”
“Then feel this, too.” I lick the center of her panties before pushing my tongue hard against the material.
“Oh…my…” she gasps out.
