Cowgirl Up and Ride (Rough Riders #3)(47)

“Jesus.”


“Did that hurt?”


“No. It’s just ultra-sensitive.”


“Mmm.” She licked him again. “Tastes kinda salty.”


Cord managed a grunt.


She kissed his hipbone and rubbed her sticky breast on his thigh. “That was really hot, making you come with my mouth. You really like blowjobs, huh?”


“Uh. Yeah.”


“I liked watching you. Seeing you lose control. Made me feel…powerful.”


Not a coy thing about AJ. “You can prove your power over me any time you want.”


“How long until…?”


He laughed. “You’re gonna be the death of me, woman. C’mere. Let’s see if I can’t take the edge off while my dick recovers.”


She crawled on his lap. “Lose the shirt. I love your chest.”


He whipped the T-shirt over his head and used it to wipe off her breasts.


“Look at you.” Her fingertips trailed over his pecs, tracing the delineated line to his navel. “You’re so perfect. I can’t believe I’m here with you. Naked.” She pressed her mouth to the scar below his collarbone and sucked. “Having you look at me like that.”


“Like what?”


“Like I’m a porn star rodeo queen.”


“You are.”


“Like you can’t wait to put your hands on me.”


“My hands are on you.”


“Like you’ll do whatever I ask you to.”


“What do you want me to do to you, AJ?”


She licked his Adam’s apple. “You smell good. Like the Wyoming sun and wind left a permanent scent on you.”


“That doesn’t answer my question. Tell me what you want.”


Silence echoed, except for the ragged sounds of her breathing against his throat.


“You’re not goin’ all shy on me now, are you?”


“Maybe.”


Cord tilted her face up. “Don’t. I like your curiosity. Be honest about what you want.


You’ve gotta know that I won’t deny you a damn thing.”


Her mouth drifted to his ear and her soft, breathy voice sent chills across his skin. “I love your mouth on me. I think you can make me come just by sucking on my nipples.


When you use your teeth? Lord, it gives me goose bumps on goose bumps. I get all wet and achy.”


“I can work with wet and achy.” His hands slipped down her neck to cup the generous mounds. He held her breasts together and lapped at her nipples, one at a time, then at the same time. Suckling the tips hard, then barely at all. Tickling every sensitive inch with the soft hair of his goatee, with his hot breath, with his lips and wet tongue.


Drawing out her pleasure, trying to fit as much of her glorious tits into his mouth as possible.


Her head fell back and she moaned.


Cord teased her until his cock was ready. Until he smelled the sweet cream gathering between her thighs and she was ready. He rubbed his face against the upper swells of her chest and picked her up to position her on the plush rug in front of the couch. Pinning her arms above her head with one hand, he urged her legs around his waist.


“I don’t wanna hurt you. Take a deep breath, baby doll, and let me in.”