Page 41 of A Cowboy's Bride
He tempered his laughter because he didn't need the sound to carry down the hall to Jinx. Which was a good solid reminder of why he was about to move this party in a different direction than Petra expected. “It means it’s a pleasure to be with you, darlin'. You’re a wonder.”
Petra stroked her fingers through his hair then caressed the back of her knuckles along his cheek. “Your turn.Ourturn.”
“My turn,” he agreed.
She’d find out soon enough there would be noour turnfor a while.
Before she could tug him back between her legs, he knelt over her, damn near mirroring the position she’d taken on him. A little higher and holding himself off so his weight didn't crush her.
Aiden let his gaze drift. Goddamn perfection lay beneath him, her nipples tight treats on gloriously creamy mounds.
He hummed happily. “I wondered if I’d remembered wrong. There was no way you could have the most perfect tits in the world, but it appears you do.”
She opened her mouth to say something, but a low groan was all that escaped as he palmed both her breasts and teased her nipples again.
This part he had also remembered in minute detail. Her breasts were sensitive, and she liked having him play with them. Which meant she should enjoy the next part nearly as much as him.
Nearly. He wasn’t saint enough to not take his own pleasure as well. He eased forward and pushed his cock between the hollow of her breasts, stroking softly.
Her eyes widened and she licked her lips again. “You need some lube for that. Want me to suck you and get you wet?”
Fuck. She was a wildfire. “Hell, yeah.”
He leaned up and placed the head of his cock on her lower lip. A growl rumbled up his throat as she teased with her tongue and swiped the sensitive spot under his glans.
“Open. Suck me in,” he ordered.
She did as he asked, flicking her tongue all over him. If Aiden hadn’t already had an agenda, he would've gotten lost there. Feeding her his cock, pulling back, drowning in sensation.
He stroked a couple more times then pulled out with apop.
She smacked her lips, a gloating smile curling her lips upward. “You don't need to stop,” she teased breathlessly.
“Another time. Already made my plans,” he countered.
He pushed back between her breasts and groaned at how good it felt. It took three more dips into her mouth before the glide was perfect, then Aiden stopped worrying about deadlines and the logistics of new people coming to High Water. He forgot about how they would have to walk carefully around Jinx and what things needed to happen to keep the rescue financially viable.
He forgot about everything except being in that bed with sweet, giving Petra.
She put her hands over his on her breasts, encouraging him to squeeze harder.
Then she fucking tilted her head so every time his cock popped from the valley between her breasts, her tongue lapped at the crown.
Goddamfuckinghell.
If it didn't feel so good, he’d be embarrassed at how quickly he lost control.
Thankfully, this moment wasn't about impressing anyone. It was about giving pleasure and receiving it. He gave in and accepted the gift she’d offered, hot and dirty and perfect.
Aiden forced his eyes open to stare down at Petra as she grinned unashamedly at him. His cock jerked and his balls emptied.
Strands of semen lay on the upper part of her chest and chin, and a look of absolute amusement covered her face.
Aiden rolled off and collapsed to his back, grabbing hold of her hand where it lay between them. “Holy fuck.”
She laughed but didn't move. “So much for having had my shower already,” she teased.
“Yeah, bad planning on my part. Sorry about that.”
