Cowboy Casanova (Rough Riders #12)(26)

“Just a guess, because you haven’t given me any instructions about what you do want.

”


Another rookie mistake. She gave him a haughty, “What I want is to come. Think you can

handle that?”


He made a primitive noise and lowered his head to kiss the rise of her pubic bone. The

cheeky man looked up at her when his tongue danced across her clit.


At the second swipe of his clever tongue she abandoned the idea she had any control in

this situation at all.


He slid his tongue down the seam of her sex. Circling the opening and plunging inside.

Licking. Sucking. A wiggling maneuver that made her gasp.


Her body twitched against the barrage of sensations. His rough-tipped fingers spreading

her open. His short hair teasing the swell of her belly. His wickedly wonderful tongue

was a constant reminder of how much she loved oral sex.


Not that she’d ever experienced oral sex like this.


The man teased and tormented. He built her to the detonation point, and backed down,

just because he could.


And then he sent her soaring.


Her clit pulsed against his sucking mouth. She let her head fall back and shamelessly

reveled in every glorious throb. Once the storm inside her calmed, she tried to scoot

back up to conceal her lower half, but Bennett wouldn’t allow it.


“Don’t close yourself off from me. Every part of you deserves to be worshipped.” He

kissed her knees. “I want to worship your body with mine tonight. All night.”


That comment sounded far too practiced. She placed her hands on his face to stop his

marauding mouth. “Hold on there, slick. I don’t know if that’s in the cards.”


Bennett truly appeared confused. “Why not?”


“Because I’m in charge, remember?”


“Right. Sorry, Ma’am.”


The man didn’t look the teeniest bit repentant.


Ainsley stood and discreetly put on her g-string. “While I’m considering our options,

I could use a stiff drink.”


“Let’s head back to the main room so we can talk.”


She trembled when his warm, insistent lips followed the slope of her shoulder as he

helped her put on her robe.


His huskily whispered, “I like the way you tremble in my arms,” only caused her to

tremble harder.


They’d exited the room and reached the end of the hallway, when the owner shouted,

“Bennett! There’s a malfunction with the pulley system in room nine. I need your

help.”


Bennett sighed. “I’ll meet you as soon as I’m done, okay?”



Ainsley strolled into the crowded main room, feeling out of place. Her little bit of

confidence evaporated. Too many people surrounded her. Too much had happened in such a

short amount of time. She needed to clear her head and she couldn’t do it here.


Without saying goodbye to anyone, she slipped into the night.


Chapter Five


Ben couldn’t believe Angel had snuck out of the club last night.


Yes, you can. And you don’t expect to see her tonight either.


That would suck.


After he didn’t find her cooling her heels in the bar area, he scoured the entire club