Page 20 of My Cowboy Boss
She nods.
I didn’t think it was possible for my cock to double in size, but it sure feels like it does. “I’ll do it however you want it.”
“Then come here and fill me.”
I nudge her legs wider apart and probe her slickness with the head of my aching cock.
I’m holding myself over her, staring down at this woman and my heart is a fucking mess. I never thought…never imagined I could ever feel the way I do.
Arizona
Flint’s cock is hard and thick as it slides into me. He stretches me with his length and his deep voice whispers in my ear, “Is this okay?”
Sooo…okay. Deliciously so. “Yes.”
He moves his hips, angling himself deeper and it presses my clit. “That’s…perfect.” I arch my hips.
“Careful, honey. I want you so much I’ll lose my fucking load if you don’t hold up.”
I dip my hips away from him, then arch again. “I’m okay with that. I’m okay with you losing your mind and taking me like there’s no tomorrow. I’ve thought of ways you could take me while I was supposed to be working. Up against the wall. In front of the window…bent over the desk…”
“Arizona,” he says through gritted teeth.
I know he’s battling himself. He’s trying to take it easy. But I don’t want easy. I want an out-of-control fuck. I want this cowboy to brand my body with everything’s he’s got. I want to feel him in my aching muscles. I want to taste him on my lips.
“Take it deeper, boss. Fuck me like you want me and don’t hold back.”
A bead of sweat forms on his forehead and I continue, “Give me your weight. Rock into me and nail me to the blanket.”
“Arizona…I said if you don’t hold up…”
I wrap my legs around him. “Push into me…it feels so nice, boss…”
Flint’s control snaps, He gives me the full weight of his body as he plunges into me. Pulls back. Plunges deeper.
“Fuck…you’re so tight…”
“It’s a welcome hug for your big cock,” I whisper into his ear. “Give it to me and let me feel your hot….oh…”
He calls me his woman over and over as he spills into me, then he shudders and collapses, breathing hard.
“Well done, cowboy. I’m going to give you a raise.”
He chuckles, smoothing my hair away from my forehead to press a kiss there. “You okay?”
I stretch my arms above my head. “I’m perfect.”
“I’ll say,” he leans up on one arm to grin down at me. His big hand rests on my stomach.
“But there is one thing wrong.”
He’s instantly concerned. “What? Tell me what and I’ll fix it.”
“I worked up an appetite and I’m hungry.”
“Oh.” His relief is evident. “I thought I did something you didn’t like.”
“Not at all. And I would tell you if you did.”
