Cowboy Casanova (Rough Riders #12)(41)

She experienced that shivery sensation again. Her head became heavy. Her well-used body

whispered for her to lie down. She was vaguely aware of Bennett moving from beneath

her.


Then his fingers were under her chin, lifting her face up. “Eyes on me, please.”


Took her a couple tries to remember how to open her eyes and Bennett laughed softly.

She smiled at him. The way he looked at her made her feel like a goddess.


“Hey, beautiful. Such a blissful look I put on your face.”


“It was…” Beyond words because she couldn’t finish the sentence.


“Do you remember when you said you wanted to lick the cleft in my chin?” Bennett bent

so they were nose-to-nose. “Do it now. You came all over my face, so I want you to

lick your taste from me.” He tilted his head back, but kept his hungry eyes on hers.


Her tongue darted out and flicked the sexy cleft. She playfully bit down as she lapped

her juices from his chin. Once she finished, she dragged her mouth up to his and

outlined his lips from corner to corner. She sucked at his full lower lip and let her

teeth scrape the fleshy inside as she slowly released it. “I taste good on you,

cowboy.”


His dark eyes held a dangerous look. “You’d be a real challenge for me, wouldn’t

you?”


“Probably.”


“Good thing I live for a challenge.” He smooched her nose. “Don’t move.”


Ainsley heard him rummaging around behind her. Any desire to sleep had fled. She wanted

more time with this man.


More than just tonight? Would you come back to the club if he asked?


The bed dipped and the heat of his body called to hers. “This is cold but it’ll help.

” A sticky substance splatted across the top of her butt like icy raindrops. His

callused hands spread coolness over her flaming ass, toning down some of the hotness,

and she couldn’t help but sigh.


“Know what I normally do, after I’ve reddened a woman’s ass like this?” His finger

traced her butt crack. “I f*ck it. Hard and fast. While she’s in that hazy place

where the line is blurred between pleasure and pain.” He pressed his finger against

her anus and she involuntarily clenched. “I’d like to force this tiny hole open to

take every inch of my cock. But you have a hard line on no anal, right?”


“Right.”


“So I guess we’ll just have to do it this way.” Bennett impaled her * in one

masterful stroke.


Yes. Yes! She loved it from behind. Something animalistic about that male power driving

into her, experiencing sex at its most elemental level.


And the way Bennett hammered into her defined primitive. His hips slapped her butt,

every thrust a reminder of her stinging ass. Every thrust a reminder this time wasn’t

about her pleasure. Only about his. He controlled it all. She didn’t have to think,

just feel.


His voice was hoarse. “Almost there. Jesus, this is so good.” A feral groan sounded

and Bennett rode her hard as he came.


After he pulled out, Ainsley fell face first into the mattress. When Bennett rejoined

her on the bed, she made the time out sign above her head.