Cowgirl Up and Ride (Rough Riders #3)(106)

“No! I—I’ll be good. I promise.” AJ stuck out her tongue. A solid blob this time. She closed her mouth and chewed. “Peach jam. Specifically your mom’s peach jam.”


“I’m impressed.”


“We have half a dozen jars at our apartment. It’s the one food thing Keely refuses to be without. She’s making me bring a couple more pints home to Denver when I go back.”


A beat of silence, then, “I’m not smearin’ jam on you. So, open your mouth for the next one.”


AJ wondered what’d thrown him. A reference to the fact she’d be returning to that apartment? Or the idea Denver would be her only home?


“AJ,” he warned.


She opened her mouth. More sticky liquid dribbled down her chin. “Chokecherry syrup.”


“You have highly developed taste buds, let’s see how mine feel against your skin.”


Cord began his onslaught at her neck and licked his way down. Sometimes fast.


Sometimes slow. Sometimes scraping his teeth on her flesh. Sometimes using suckling kisses.


But every sweep of his tongue, every hot breath, every groan and sigh only pushed her further to the edge. Her heart, her arms, her belly, her legs—all trembled. Her * in particular quivered for the feel of that brilliant tongue.


Finally he said, “Spread your legs.”


Her blood seemed to pound right out of her veins as she slid her bare feet across the cool tile.


“Do you remember the prize you won last night?”


“Uh. Yeah. Why?”


A buzzing noise sounded beside her right ear.


“No. Is that the…?”


“Yep. Picked up off the front seat of your car. Didn’t want your sister or your nieces and nephew to find it first. Plus I thought we might need it today. You know, for a little comparison.”


“Cord—”


“Oh, no need to thank me, baby doll. Watchin’ this plastic cock disappear into your * will be thanks enough.” The buzzing stopped. “I lubed it with K-Y, but hold still while I put it in.”


The vibrator slid in easily. Whoa. Talk about bizarre, having a plastic cock inside her; no warmth, no life, no heat, no pliancy. What was the appeal?


Then Cord turned it on and she knew.


“Oh-man-oh-man-oh-man.” The part inside her * vibrated differently than the one on her clit. The interior wand seemed to be spinning. Slow. Fast. Slow. Fast.


“Does it hurt?”


“No. It feels…weird. But in a good way. In a really good way all of sudden.” She felt him smile against her breast.


“I ain’t gonna turn it to warp speed. While it’s doin’ it’s thing, I’m gonna do mine.


God, I love your tits. Especially without the condiments.”


She arched when Cord sucked her nipple, which pressed the outside apparatus more firmly against her clit. Her whole body shook. The darkness, the sweet scents in the enclosed damp space, the hunger of Cord’s mouth, the feel of his hard body, and the loss of the use of her hands—all overpowering sensations. The unrelenting vibrations inside her * and on her clit were setting her on a path to the fastest orgasm of her life.


“It’s too much, it’s—” She gasped as the climax struck fierce as chain lightning, in intense bursts, flash after flash of light behind her eyelids and then it was gone.