Page 47 of Rough Cowboy
“Oh yes, Silver. Yes!” she cries out, clutching my shoulders and bucking against my hand. Each thrust sloshes water over the edge of the tub.
“That’s it, Els. Come for me.”
She abides, and her walls tighten around my fingers. She shudders against me as her orgasm pulses through her.
My name is on her lips. It’s so hot watching her soar high at my touch. I probe deep inside her as she rides the crest of her orgasm. Seeing her come undone has my cock harder than hell.
I let out my own hungry growl. I want to be inside her.
Her body collapses against me, pressing her breasts firmly against my chest. Her arms tighten around my neck, and her face nuzzles me as her breathing slows. I feel her teeth biting the flesh of my shoulder.
“I needed that,” she whispers in my ear. She leans back, basking in the afterglow. “Ten out of ten.”
“Only ten?” I kiss her chin.
“You didn’t do that thing with your mouth.”
I laugh. “I’ll do that thing with my mouth.”
I stop breathing when she scratches her fingernails down my chest and roughly over my nipples. “Your turn.”
She wanders down my stomach, and her hand cups my throbbing cock through my soaking-wet jeans. “You’re ‘bout to come in your pants.”
“I don’t have a condom.”
“Penetration isn’t the only way to come. Get on your knees.”
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ELSIE
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HE RISES TO HIS KNEES, and I meet him on my knees.
“Be careful.” His hand gently hooks my arm.
“I’m being careful.”
I unbuckle his belt, open the button, and undo the zipper. I drag his pants and briefs down his legs.
His cock springs out. “Hello, Quicksilver.” I wrap my fingers around him.
He groans. “Fuck, Els, why ya gotta call it that?”
“It’s a compliment. Slang means rapid and unpredictable.” I slowly move my hand up and down his length.
“Els, fuck.” My nickname is dynamite on his tongue. “It means changes quickly.” He gasps when I tighten my grip. “Difficult to hold or contain. Like I can’t keep an erection long.”
He’s never liked my nickname, and initially, his hatred made me enjoy it more.
“At this point, it’s accurate.” I bite down on his nipple. “You’re about to explode your load.”
His eyes squeeze shut. His head falls back. He grips the edge of the bathtub so hard his knuckles turn white. I love watching him writhe under my touch.
I rub my thumb gently across the head. He hisses another curse.
His fingers dig into my hair and scrape my scalp. He draws me up and devours my mouth.
