Cowgirl Up and Ride (Rough Riders #3)(105)




“Ah-ah-ah. Not so fast. For this next lesson, you’re gonna be blindfolded too.”


Something cool slipped over her eyes. “Wait a minute…you said too.”


Cord slithered the rope across her spine and chuckled.


“You’re tying me up again?”


“Yep.”


“I’m starting to get worried about your penchant for bondage, McKay.”


His breath was hot in her ear. “Only with you. Only for you. Come on.” He tugged her upright and led her into the bathroom. “Small step up. Hands above your head. Back up. Perfect. Hold still.”


He tied her arms to the metal showerhead. “What in the world—”


“No talkin’. Don’t make me gag you, because I will.”


She stuck out her tongue.


He caught it between his teeth and gently bit down, then sucked it like he’d sucked her clit. “Last warnin’. Be right back.”


Her heart beat harder. She listened to bottles chinking against the tile and the sink being turned on and off. She heard him unbuckle and unzip his Wranglers, the whooshing thud as they hit the floor. Strange how tuned in she was to the sound of him stripping.


Cord stepped inside and said, “Cold?”


She sensed him drooling over her hard nipples. “Is it obvious?”


“Uh-huh. Let me see if I can’t warm you up.”


AJ expected him to turn on the shower, not fasten his mouth to her nipple. By the time he finished worshipping her breasts, he’d heated her up past warm to the boiling point.


Cord pressed his hot, naked body against hers. He nuzzled her throat. “Got something I want you to taste.”


“Didn’t I just do that?”


“Mmm. Funny. Open up.”


She shrank back. “It’s not soap, is it?”


“No. Open up and stick out your tongue.”


“Fine.” She did. A heavy, sticky dollop landed dead center. She closed her mouth and swallowed.


He murmured, “What is it?”


“Honey?”


“Good answer.” Droplets of that same sticky substance landed on her breasts. Her belly. The tops of her thighs.


“What are you doing?”


“Makin’ you my personal lollipop. I’m gonna lick it all off. Every. Single. Drop.”


Everything inside her went red-hot with want.


“Open up and stick out your tongue.”


She did. Something warm ran off the sides and down her chin. She licked her lips.


“Chocolate syrup.”


“Very good.” Cord drizzled warm syrup down her neck. He squirted so much on her breasts she felt it dripping from her nipples. He coated the inside of her thighs. Then he licked her chin and her lips before he blew her mind with another soul kiss. “Tasty. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”


“How many flavors am I gonna be?”


“Anxious to feel my tongue on you? Licking off every bit of sweetness?”


Her sex clenched hard. “Cord. You’re making me crazy.”


“I know, baby doll, that’s the point.” He used his teeth to tug her earlobe, sending goosebumps through her from her scalp to her curled toes. “Now be a good girl and stick out your tongue or I’ll turn on the shower and let it clean you off instead of me.”

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