Country Kisses (3:AM Kisses Book #8)(11)
“Well, then…” Her entire body exhales with relief, and that wicked grin of hers perks right back to her lips where it belongs. “It looks like you’d better show me to your room, Cade the City Cowboy. I’ve got me a bed to warm, and I believe you owe me one expletive-riddled tirade that will make me scream with pleasure.”
My heart thumps with a violent thrust as if beating for the very first time. I have never met a girl this bold and beautiful, never seen my dick this trigger happy, but I’m not complaining about either.
I scoop her up and sweep us down the hall, past Buddy’s whining and scratching while Cassidy kicks off her heels with a laugh.
We land softly on the mattress as I swipe clean the laundry debris cluttering up the remainder of the bed and dot a simple kiss to her forehead.
“Oh, sweetie”—her body trembles with a laugh—“are you really starting there? Remember earlier when I said you didn’t have to hold my hand?” Her cool fingers smooth over the back of my neck as she pulls my lips down closer to hers. “I meant it.”
Our mouths collide, hot and hungry, as her tongue does a quick revolution in my mouth. We claw and wrestle with the remainder of our clothes until skin hits skin with the heat of a branding iron, and we both expel a sigh into one another’s mouths. This, right here, is the best damn feeling in the world.
I drag my lips to her cheek, and she twists away in a hurry, landing my mouth to her neck. I must have gone in the wrong direction without meaning to—but I’d love to kiss that scar, let her know without words that it’s okay, it’s not scaring me away. I don’t find a single inch of her revolting. My tongue traces a hot line to her collarbone, and I lick a line straight over it, dipping a trail of kisses to her shoulder before landing over her sweet, cushioned tits and making the two of them my new home. My teeth graze over her nipple, rolling the tight little ball into my mouth, grazing her ever so gently until she takes in a lungful of air. I push the girls together and bury my face there a moment, just soaking in the feel of this gorgeous woman I’ve somehow managed to lure to my bed, and now I never want her to leave. My body sinks down further as my mouth traces over her smooth skin all the way to her belly button, and my tongue stays for a while licking a hot circle in it. She gasps and bucks as my lips wander down quickly until the soft hair at the base of her hips tickles my chin.
“Come here, city boy.” She pulls me back up in one herculean move, which tells me one of two things, she’s either gun-shy on taking the party down south and we can resume where we left off later, or it’s a no-fly zone, meaning she’s not into it—not f*cking ever. I’m not sure how I feel about the latter. Getting my fill is pretty high on my to-do list, and once I spotted Cassidy, I was suddenly hungry to do just that.
Her hand finds my hard-on and runs a smooth line over it, carefully gripping me, measuring my length and girth, gently massaging the real deal as she wraps her long limber legs around me.
“Hold on, cowgirl.” I reach over to my nightstand and pull out a condom, waving it in the air like a victory flag that I’m about to stake deep inside her as I claim her for my very own, at least on the occasion in which I need her, and judging by these hot, mouthwatering kisses, the demand will be more often than not.
Cassidy watches with heavy lids as I roll it on, biting over her lip with what in this dim light looks like nervous apprehension. This is the part where I should be a gentleman and ask if this is what she really wants—give her an out in the event she needs one, but my bones are boiling, my gut is grinding, the big three insist I keep my mouth shut and get on with the show.
I dip down and steal a kiss before mounting her, letting her guide me to where she needs me the most and slowly push my way in as her body loosens just enough for me. I’ve been with small girls before, but Cassidy feels downright virginal, and this terrifies me. I’m pretty sure the second your cock is inside a girl it would be both bad timing and poor judgment to ask if they’ve played this game before. Nope, not going there. Instead, I press in as far as her body will allow before rocking over her nice and slow.
“Shit,” I whisper as my heart detonates with nuclear force over and over. My ears pound with the rhythm, and my body shakes before I hit my f*cking zenith. My body picks up pace as she moans and claws at my back. “Fuck.” Her tiny cries, her achingly sweet mewls make me ten times harder than I ever thought possible, and I begin in on an all-out assault. Crap. I should pull out. I should get her there first, then continue with this wayward rodeo before I rob her of what she came for, but I can’t seem to do it. I’m locked and loaded and ready to—
“I’m coming,” I grunt as I pant the words over her, my entire body shakes out deep inside her as I pinch her hips to mine, hard as concrete. Shit. Who’s the virgin here again? Hell, I knew going in I was in trouble. I can’t remember the last time a girl had me so singularly aroused. Cassidy had me coming long before we ever hit the sheets.
I get on my elbows and glance down at her, a laugh puffing through both of our open smiles. My body collapses next to hers, and I wrap an arm around her waist, closing my eyes as my muscles, my brain, my heart tries to figure out what the hell just happened. Just a few minutes, and then I’ll return the favor. The world collapses into a serene calm as I fall into a blissful sleep that only an earth-shattering finish like that could bring.