Cowgirl Up and Ride (Rough Riders #3)(38)

He clenched his ass cheeks to keep from thrusting into her, letting AJ learn how to get what her body needed.


She threw her head back, closed her eyes and gasped with surprise as she came without warning.


Cord gritted his teeth as he felt the spasms tightening around his cock. Hold off hold off. The second her eyes blinked open after the last orgasmic ripple, he flipped her on her back.


“Now I’m gonna ride you.” He pinned her arms above by the headboard and drove into her.


Stroke after stroke they were spiraling higher, both covered in sweat. Both breathing hard. Both lost in the moment.


He put his lips below her ear. “So f*ckin’ wet. So f*ckin’ tight. Feel how hot and hard you make me burn.”


“Cord—”


“Come with me this time.” He changed the angle of his hips and hammered into her.


She shrieked and he shot his load. His vision blurred, his throat closed. Her greedy sex milked every drop from his cock until he was completely inert.


Still, he sought AJ’s mouth. She pressed her chest to his, breaking free of his handhold to run her hands all over his body.


Cord rested his sweaty forehead to hers. “Whoa.”


“Yeah. I think you blew out all the pleasure receptors in my brain.” He shifted his weight to pull out of her and she hissed.


“I got a little carried away. You’re probably sore.”


“I like that you got carried away.”


“I’m glad you don’t mind. I can be rough.”


“I’m not nearly as delicate as you think I am.” AJ looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand. “Is that really the time?”


“Yeah. Why?”


“Because I’ve gotta go.”


“Why?”


“Caring for my mom, remember?” She bounced off the bed and snatched her clothes.


Cord returned from the bathroom with a washcloth. “Let me clean you up first.” He wiped between her thighs and tried not to wince at how swollen she was. “That’s weird, you didn’t bleed.”


“You questioning whether I was a virgin?”


“Not at all.”


“Good. Because I’ve been on horseback my whole life, which has been known to break a hymen. Plus, I’ve been using tampons for years—”


“No need to get defensive.”


Cord tugged his wrinkled Wranglers over his naked flanks. Part of him wished she could stay in his bed all night. Another part was glad to see her leave. A lot of shit had happened in a short amount of time and he needed some quiet time to process it all.


He followed her downstairs, flipped on the yard light and gave her a long kiss.


“Drive safe. I’ll see you tomorrow night.”


“But—”


“No buts. You will be here. Period.”


Chapter Eleven


“What would you say if I told you I was thinking about selling the ranch?”


The knife in AJ’s hand froze above the cutting board.


You knew this was coming.


She sliced the ham sandwich, arranged it on a plate alongside a home-canned dill pickle, tossed on a handful of potato chips and slid it in front of her mother.


“I’d say the future of the ranch is your decision.”