Cowgirl Up and Ride (Rough Riders #3)(102)

Cord purposely didn’t speak to her at all during the ride to his place. He didn’t crank the radio either. His silence would keep her on edge, right where he wanted her.


He parked in front of his house and stared straight ahead as he spoke. “You’ve pushed me to the limits of my control, AJ. Today ain’t so much about discipline, but playin’ catch up for the nights you’ve missed. Today I’m gonna give you a taste of me not holdin’ back. I’m warnin’ you; I will be relentless in takin’ what I want. You won’t deny me anything.”


AJ didn’t say a word.


“Go on in the house. You have five minutes to strip to nothin’ and do whatever you need to prepare yourself for me before I’ll expect you in the living room. Five minutes.


Not a second more.”


He watched her hustle in the front door. After two minutes passed, he reached for the box under the seat and headed in after her. A quick trip upstairs to drop off his goodies and her time was up.


She positioned herself in front of the windows, naked, with her arms folded over her chest.


“C’mere.”


Her footsteps were silent on the wood floor. When she was close enough, he curled his hands around her face and rested his forehead to hers. She melted against him, returning his affection without hesitation. Then Cord kissed her for a good long time, mostly to please himself as he walked her backward past the couch. He nudged her onto the coffee table.


“Sit. Lean back on your elbows and spread your legs.”


She didn’t argue.


He scooted her forward until her butt hung off the edge. “Just like that. Don’t move.”


Cord licked her from her throat straight down to her *.


AJ moaned.


Lord. She did like a little kink—was already wet and he’d barely touched her. He dropped to his knees and stared at the feminine bounty before him. Soft. Pink. Glistening with want. He burrowed his tongue into her channel, inhaling her sweetness as he began to work her over with his mouth. Long sweeps of his tongue from her clit to her tiny puckered hole. He suckled her * lips, used his teeth on her clit while circling his wet thumb across that tight rosette.


When she began to bounce her hips and that kittenish whimper echoed in his ears, he latched on to her sweet spot and sucked. As she started to come, he plunged two fingers into her ass and his thumb pressed just inside the entrance to her juicy *.


“Oh-man-oh-man-oh-man. Cord!”


He scissored the fingers in her ass, his thumb stroking the sensitive spot of her wet sex, his mouth suctioned to the swollen bud, every action in tune with the blood pulsating in her body.


She screamed.


Cord didn’t back off until AJ exploded again. His attention to her pleasure triggered a sweet, thick female ejaculate and she literally came all over his face.


It was unbelievably f*cking hot.


As she was floating down from the last orgasm, he kissed her, checking to see if she’d be uncomfortable with the taste of herself on his tongue. But she lapped at him like a hungry kitten, digging her fingernails into the back of his neck.


His dick was so hard it threatened to drive a hole through his jeans to get out.


Cord helped her up. “On your knees on the rug, baby doll. Hands behind your back.”


He grabbed the rope.


“What are you doing?”


“Makin’ sure you can’t use your hands.” He bound her crossed wrists. “Too tight?”