Cowgirl Up and Ride (Rough Riders #3)(33)

Several minutes passed and she didn’t say another word.


“C’mere.”


AJ abandoned her spot by the floor-to-ceiling picture windows and moved to the couch. As she attempted to plop down next to him, Cord tugged her on his lap.


“I said come here.”


She twisted until their bodies were matched pelvis to pelvis. She draped her arms over the back of the couch behind his head. “Now that I’m here, what’re you gonna do with me?”


Fuck you until you scream my name.


He took her mouth like he wanted to take her body—a slow build up, then wham! A no-holds-barred, hot, wet, hard swamping of her senses until she couldn’t breathe.


AJ rubbed her chest to his, returning his demanding kiss—her enthusiasm a contradiction to her innocence.


Cord slid his palms up the back of her sleek thighs and found only bare skin. The little minx hadn’t worn panties.


He clamped his hands to her butt and lifted her slightly, changing the angle of her hips. His middle finger traced the seam of her ass down to where she was wet. He circled the opening to her sex and pushed his finger deep, feathering his thumb over her clit.


Her sexy whimper reverberated in his mouth.


As much as he loved hearing her muted surprised sounds of pleasure, he needed more. Cord moved his hand to the small of her back, scraped his teeth across her bottom lip and broke the kiss. “I’m gonna put my mouth on you. I wanna feel you come against my tongue.”



“Oh. I, ah. Um. Okay.”


He held her hips as he rolled them until AJ’s back was against the cushions. Cord slid to his knees on the floor. As he kissed her, he shoved the velvet square throw pillow underneath her ass. He tucked her skirt out of his way, baring her completely from the waist down.


“Keep your hands right there and hold on.”


As his palms traveled down the center of her body, Cord wished he’d made her strip so he could feel every inch of her skin.


“Cord, I’m not sure—”


“You want this.” He dragged openmouthed kisses from her left knee up the inside of her quivering thigh and licked the crease where thigh met hip.


She jumped.


Smiling, Cord brushed his mouth down the top of her leg, using his tongue to trace the musculature of her thighs, courtesy of the years she’d spent on horseback. He used the same thorough treatment on her right leg. By the time he finished, AJ trembled.


Her glistening sex was at his mouth level. He pressed his lips to the top of her pubic bone. The soft curls covering her mound were so light blonde she appeared bare. Damn humbling to think he was the only man who’d ever seen her delicate femininity. It also increased the pressure on his performance when he considered she’d remember him loving her with his mouth first.


He lightly rubbed his lips above the sweet cleft and inhaled deeply. “Goddamn you smell like sunshine here too. I oughta be tellin’ you how pretty this * is, all pink and wet and soft and untried, how sexy that it’s weepin’ for my attention. But I can’t wait.”


He lowered his chin and licked straight up her slit.


AJ made a strangled moan.


Cord licked her again. And again. His fingers spread her open and he burrowed his tongue deep, tasting her from the inside out. He used the very tip to trace every delectable crease and hidden fold. He suckled her lips, intentionally avoiding her clit. Then he circled kisses from the top of her pubis down and back up.