Page 37 of The Cowgirl's Chosen Love
Josiah took the blanket and headed to the corner of the room. Ollie followed after him, crawling onto the soft surface then scratching to form a nest.
He backed away, hoping that was going to be enough to satisfy the little creature.
“She okay?” Lisa asked.
“She’s fine. Bruised, and a little on the thin side, but healthy. Also, damn, she’s well behaved.”
Lisa laughed. “Except for the howling loud enough to be impossible to ignore.”
“Yeah, except for that.” He glanced over to discover Ollie had snuck off the blanket for long enough to grab his T-shirt—the one that Lisa had been wearing. The dog dragged it back to her blanket, turned in a circle and settled with her chin buried under her tail.
Firmly on top of the stolen T-shirt.
“Oh my God, she’s adorable,” Lisa whispered.
They both watched for a moment, but it was clear that Ollie had nothing more on her agenda except sleep.
“She’s a family dog.” Josiah glanced over at Lisa. “Is it going to bother you to have her in the room?”
Lisa’s expression turned into a dirty, sexy smirk. “As long as she doesn’t post any pictures to Doggie Instagram, I’m good.”
Thank God.
Josiah took hold of her wrists, pulling her arms away from her torso. It was like unwrapping the sexiest present ever. “Where were we?”
Lisa opened her knees, inhaling deeply. The movement lifted her breasts, and he moved without hesitation. He kissed her again, moving against her. His hand rose instinctively, teasing her nipple back to hardness. Dragging his lips away from hers, he shifted position to cover the tight tip with his mouth, sucking hard for a moment before licking.
She wiggled, pressing toward him. Wrapping her legs around his hips even as she arched against his mouth. “Yes. Ohyes. God, that feels good.”
Tormenting her was tormenting him. Josiah reached down and adjusted his aching cock best he could while multitasking. Then, he slid both hands up her back, moving closer until she was arched back and he hovered over her. His erection pressed tight to her hot core as he alternated nipping one breast and then the other.
Impossible to stop. He scraped his teeth along the edge of her ribs, heading downward. Kisses pressed along her navel, a brief dip with his tongue into her belly button.
He lowered her fully to the granite countertop, and she shivered. “These goose bumps are impossible. I’m so hot I’m about to melt,” she murmured.
“I’ll finish warming you up,” he promised. He tucked his fingers into the edge of her sweatpants and stripped them away.
Such a glorious sight. A completely naked woman lay spread like a feast. Soft and beautiful, her eyes glazed with passion as he adjusted until he could see her fully and make sure she was still on board with being ravished.
Lisa propped her heels up on the edge of the island, and her knees fell apart. An invitation if he’d ever seen one—a golden, emblazed, illustrated invitation.
He put his mouth over her. With one hand he separated her curls to lick lazily. The sweet scent of her drifted up, filling his nostrils and soaking into his system. Her pleasure coated his tongue as he greedily tasted one side of her folds, then the other, followed by lots of attention to the most sensitive spot in the middle.
A low rattle of pleasure began, escaping her lips as if he were heating up a kettle—the old-fashioned type that whistled when it was ready. She wasn’t whistling, but she was damn noisy. Perfectly noisy, the kind of sounds that brought a man to the brink.
He slid a finger into her, and this time, a pulse of need raced over his skin. Wet heat that promised perfect pleasure was waiting for him. But this was all about Lisa. He moved his hand slowly, gliding in and out, stroking his fingertips against the front of her body. He used every trick in the book to make sure those amazing sounds kept escalating in volume.
“Josiah,” she gasped.
A series of breathless little pants followed as he sped up his strokes, using fingers and tongue until she was trembling. He used his free arm to pin her down, one hand spread across her warm belly that quivered under his touch.
He curled his lips around her clit and sucked.
She went off like a firecracker, exploding as she jerked against him. Body tightening, core shaking. Wordless noises bursting free.
A gust of icy wind shot through the room as the front door opened, and his houseguests called out a greeting. “Hey, Josiah. We’re back. You around?”
Lisa curled up partway, panic in her eyes as she clutched the arm that stretched over her belly.
