Page 18 of My Cowboy Kiss
“River—”
He moves from my lips to my nipple, drawing it into his mouth like he’s sucking on a straw. I grip his hair and give it a tug. “I’m ready.”
“I’ll check.”
His palm is warm on my stomach as he pushes his hand down the front of my panties. “Take them off.” He lowers me to my feet without taking his hand away from my pussy. He’s cupping me now, holding me in the palm of his hand.
I push my panties to my ankles, and he parts the folds of my pussy at the same time. I’m bending over removing them as he slips one finger inside of me.
“Youareready. So fucking wet for me,” he says, his voice gruff. “Stay bent,” he orders.
I’m eye-level with his cock. I reach for the button on his jeans, and he puts a second finger inside me.
“Uh…” I gasp.
“You’re so tight. Is this too much?”
“N-No.”
“I’m glad because my cock is thick and long and wants to come home to you.”
I’m nearly delirious with lust. “Sounds perfect for me.”
“It’s for you. Every inch from the head to my balls belongs to you.”
“In that case,” I pant, “Enough foreplay. Put it in me.”
“I told you to be patient. I swear I’ll make this good for you.”
“It’s already good,” I whine when he pulls his fingers out, then thrusts them back in. He holds my chin with one hand and stares into my eyes. “I’m wondering if your come tastes as sweet as your lips.”
“Ah…” My fingers tighten around his zipper. I’m struggling to get it down.
“Would you be okay if I had some of you?”
River…going down on me…the mental image of my legs behind his ears while he does wickedly delicious things with his tongue makes me moan.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He puts his hand over mine and guides me in lowering his zipper.
“That’s a hell yes but only if you promise to put this inside of me immediately. I want to feel you inside me as I’m coming.”
He chuckles. “Which time?”
Multiple orgasms. This cowboy gets hotter every passing minute.
“You don’t look like you’d be a maniac in bed,” I tease.
“I’m not, but I’m a fucking wizard when it comes to you. I’ll make you believe in magic.”
“Hocus focus on fucking,” I say with a laugh, pushing his jeans, then his underwear down. His cock springs out and he wassoright. It is thick and long.
Lowering my head, my lips are almost on the tip of it, but he tangles his fingers in my hair and pulls my head back.
“No, no. Every drop of this is going inside of you.”
“River…” My frustration shows in my tone. “I’m so fucking horny right now I feel like I’m going to melt into a puddle if you don’t do me.”
“We can’t have that, can we?” One arm goes behind my knees and he scoops me up. “I love how your tits bounce like that.” He raises me up, then lowers me fast like he’s fascinated with how my breasts bounce.
