Cowboy Casanova (Rough Riders #12)(139)

Jesus. She was so primed. As he rubbed that plumped nub, he stretched over her lush,

bound body, hissing as her scorching hot butt pressed into his lower abdomen.


“Oh God. Yes. Oh please.”


“Come on, baby, take it. You’ve earned it. It’s right there.” He withdrew, slammed

home, and pinched her clit at the same time he opened his mouth wide and sucked the

sweet spot on the back of her neck.


Ainsley released a primal scream. Her cunt spasmed so powerfully around his cock he

thought the contractions might suck the seed right out of his balls. He held on through

the fierce bucking of her body, through her gasping sobs, through the potent

aftershocks that were clusters of tiny orgasms.


When she lowered her face to the bar, trembling and spent, Ben pulled out of her *,

gritting his teeth as the muscles clamped down, trying to keep his cock inside.


He ditched the condom and closed his fist around the base of his shaft. His eyes

focused on the sexy sight before him. That beautiful red butt in the air, her inner

thighs slick with her juices, spread to reveal her swollen sex. His hand pumped harder.

Just a couple more. His shaft swelled. His balls tightened. Ben roared as he came,

aiming each hot spurt at her ass. He gloried in pure male satisfaction at seeing her so

thoroughly, so intimately marked by him. First by his hand and then by his seed.


He could not tear his eyes away from watching those milky spots turning into wet

stripes on her pinked ass.


But his knee joint cracked loudly, reminding him where he was. Dazed, he patted Ainsley

’s thigh and backed off the bar. His legs were awful damn rubbery as he walked to the

kitchen. He washed his hands, his face and soaked two hand towels with cool water. When

he returned to take care of Ainsley, the thought of this being their last night

together tied him up in knots. Tied him up so completely he thought about calling off

the loan. He could get the money from Settler’s First.


You’re gonna gamble this chance to own the land your family has always wanted for a

piece of ass? Even a prime piece of ass? Wrong. You can have this scenario every

weekend at the club. It’s nothing special. The land is. Get with the program. Stay on

track. Stay focused.


Ben shut out the warring voices in his head and focused on his sub. He wiped her clean

with gentle strokes as his free hand caressed her hair. He released her restraints and

helped her find her balance as she slid off the bar.


Ainsley leaned on him as he led her to the couches in front of the TV. He draped her

across his lap, nestling her head into a cushion, offering her a bottle of water, which

she declined.


When he placed the cool towel on her abraded skin, she hissed. Then sighed.


“Anything I can get you?” he asked, drawing random patterns on her back.


“No.”


He brought her down from the orgasmic high with soothing touches and gentle caresses.

Eventually he urged her to turn on her side so he could see her face.


Ainsley looked at him without his asking.


“What?” he asked.


“Will you kiss me?”


Ben leaned over and captured her mouth. He fed her flirty kisses, tickling kisses,

kisses laced with passion, kisses tempered with sweetness. When he nibbled on the