Page 28 of Claimed By the Cowboy
Control. I need to stay in control…
I can’t take her, but I can give her this, give her release. We’ll figure everything else out later, but for now, I only want to pleasure her. To have these sacred moments between us.
I hook my index fingers under the sides of her panties and tug them down to reveal a neat thatch of blonde curls that makes my mouth water. When I have her completely naked, I gaze down at her in disbelief.
Skin smooth and pale, her body a platter of curves waiting for my hands and mouth. Swollen lips parted. Damp hair clinging to her flushed skin, messy and wild, brown eyes heavy with lust. Sunlight filters through the trees, drying the drops on her thighs as I kneel between them.
Did I think she was cute? Tryexquisite.
“Jesus, you’re perfect. The things I plan to do to you…”
My words muffle as I lower my head and dive in. I almost spill in my jeans as she moans with my first lick. She tastes fucking divine. She tastes likemine. When I slide my tongue over her clit, she cries out.
“Oh, God! Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Not a fucking chance.
I spread her thighs wider, covering her clit with my mouth and rolling my tongue over it again and again. I delve lower, licking at her honeyed entrance.
“A-are you okay?”
Kitty’s question registers through the haze of lust. I lift my head to look at her.
“I mean, can you breathe okay down there? You were making funny noises,” she says breathlessly.
I was so caught up in her sweetness that I didn’t realize I was growling against her flesh.
Grinning like the devil, I say, “Kitty-Cat, if I die down here, I die a happy man.”
She lets out a laugh, somewhere between scandalized and aroused. “That’s not funny.”
“It’s a little funny,” I say, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh. “Tell my brothers I went out doing what I loved.”
She gasps, smackingmy shoulder. “Tom!”
I wink, already lowering my mouth again. “Don’t worry, darlin’, I’ve got excellent lung capacity. Apart from my time as a SEAL, I have years of yelling at goats and running from angry bulls.”
She starts to laugh again, but it quickly turns into a moan as I seal my mouth back over her, determined to make her forget her own name—let alone whatever ridiculous concern she has about my air supply.
“You like my tongue on you?”
“Yes!”
“In you?” I part her with my thumbs and fuck her with my stiffened tongue.
She gives me a strangled scream, undulating her hips wildly. “Please! I need more…”
My cock presses painfully against my jeans. I pause briefly, almost face-planting the ground as I wrestle the damp material down to my knees along with my boxers. My hand finds my throbbing shaft, pumping it aggressively.
Kitty’s eyes widen as she watches me pump my cock, but her hips lift against my mouth, and she’swetter than before. She likes what she sees. I lick her greedily, running my tongue along her folds in long, slow, sensuous strokes before giving her clit a light suck.
“Oh!” She jerks against me. “That feels amazing.”
“More?”
“Yes. Ah, yes!”
I suckle her clit again, flicking my tongue at the same time.
