Cowgirl Up and Ride (Rough Riders #3)(63)

“You have to take off your shirt.”


AJ frowned. “Why?”


“You always make me take mine off. Turnabout is fair play. Might be crass, but I wanna see your tits bouncin’ while you’re rubbin’ me down. I thought about that a lot as you were workin’ on my back. A whole lot. What those beautiful perky breasts looked like swayin’ free. If the tips were hard.”


“You’re joking.”


“Nope. In case you haven’t noticed I have a thing for them beauties.” In case you haven’t noticed I have a thing for you too, baby doll.



“Okay. But I get to sit on your pelvis.”


He grinned. “Deal.”


Cord actually felt his mouth water when AJ stripped off her bright pink tank top and unhooked the plain white cotton bra. He longed to touch those tempting points. To lick.


To suck. To bury his face in those pillowy mounds.


She leaned over to grab the oil and his tongue shot out to swipe across a ripe tip.


“No licking.”


“If I started I doubt you’d make me stop.”


“That’s why you’re not gonna start, Cord McKay. Now hold still.”


“Bossy. You don’t have to do the same on my account. The bouncier the better.”


Although she straddled his pelvis, she didn’t writhe on his groin as she concentrated on massaging his pecs and lats. She spent a long time rubbing the area around his nipples.


Conversation was at standstill. His breathing changed. Her breathing changed. They didn’t look at each other; they just focused on body parts.


After AJ dug her fingertips into his hips, she nonverbally urged him to spread his legs wider. Without commenting on his raging hard-on, she continued to work his quads.


Her breasts swayed so provocatively he clenched his hands into fists to keep from reaching for them.


A soft whip of hair lashed across his distended cock. Cord’s eyes flew open a second before the warm, wet heat of AJ’s mouth enclosed him.


“Christ. What the hell are you doin’, AJ?”


“I must be doing it wrong if you don’t know.” She sucked him deep. And dragged her bottom teeth up the vein before she released him from that velvet warmth.


“But I wasn’t expectin’—”


“I know. That’s why I want to do it. Let me bring you. I want you to come in my mouth. I wanna know what you taste like.”


“Ah. Okay.” Right. Like he could say no to that.


AJ licked and lapped his cock, suckling his engorged cockhead, bringing him higher with every sweeping breath and delicate lick. Her single-minded intentions roused him to a whole different level of pleasure. When she brought her magic hands into play, rolling his balls and stroking the base of his shaft, holding back was a joke. He groaned as his cock emptied on her tongue in short, intense bursts and she swallowed every hot drop.


While he drifted down from her sweet, unselfish loving, she finished his massage and wiped the oil from his body.


Finally, he opened his eyes.


AJ offered him a shy smile.


“C’mere.”


She scooted up and placed her head on his chest.


He skimmed his fingertips up and down her naked spine. “That was the best massage I ever had.”


“That was the first massage you’ve ever had.”