Page 23 of Special Delivery Cowboy
She smiled, leaned down to kiss me. "So are you, cowboy."
I flipped us suddenly, pinning her beneath me. She gasped, then laughed.
"Harder," she demanded. "I want to feel you."
I gave her what she wanted, driving into her with deep, powerful thrusts. She wrapped her legs around my waist, changing the angle, and we both moaned.
"Touch yourself," I said. "Want to feel you come on my cock."
Her hand slipped between us, finding her clit. Within seconds, her inner walls started fluttering.
"That's it. Come for me."
She did, crying out, her body arching off the bed. I slowed my thrusts, letting her ride it out, fighting my own release.
When she came down, she looked at me with heavy-lidded eyes. "Don't stop."
"Not done with you yet, ma'am."
I pulled out, and she made a sound of protest. Then I kissed my way down her body again. When I looked up at her from between her thighs, she moaned.
"That's a view I'll never forget," she said breathlessly.
"Good." I ran my tongue along her slit, and she gasped. "Want you to remember this."
I brought her close again with my mouth, then stopped before she could come. She whimpered in protest.
"Turn over," I said, voice rough. "On your hands and knees."
She scrambled to comply, presenting herself to me. The view was incredible—the curve of her spine, the swell of her ass, her pussy wet and ready.
Then I spotted my boots by the door where I'd kicked them off earlier.
"Hold on," I said.
"What?"
I grabbed the boots, brought them to the bed. "Put these on."
She looked at me like I'd lost my mind. "Your boots?"
"Yeah."
"TJ, they're huge. I'll look ridiculous."
"You'll look sexy as hell. Trust me."
She slid them on—they came up past her ankles, way too big, clunky and oversized on her petite frame. She knelt there on the bed, naked except for my boots, and I nearly came from the sight alone.
"Happy now?" she asked.
"Very." I positioned myself behind her, running my hands over her ass. "You have no idea how fucking hot you look right now."
"In your boots?"
"In nothing but my boots." I lined myself up at her entrance. "Now, do you want me to fuck you or keep talking about footwear?"
She laughed, then pushed back against me. "Fuck me, cowboy."
