Shoulda Been a Cowboy (Rough Riders #7)(38)

A tremor of desire rolled down her spine.


As Domini scaled the stairs to her apartment, she wondered if she should’ve doused herself with perfume. Did she reek like a fryer?


The door opened. Cam wore the look of an impatient man. He circled her wrist and tugged her inside, immediately scorching her lips with a blistering kiss. He released the band holding her hair, and used his fingers to loosen the strands.


Okay. Maybe fryer grease was an aphrodisiac.


Cam herded her until her back met the wall. Being on the receiving end of such passion was still so new and exciting, she welcomed the rush of moisture in her panties whenever this man touched her. Domini generated a hungry noise as she worked his buttons, want want want echoed in her head.


Cam ripped his mouth free. “Shirts off.” Within seconds they were pressed naked chest to naked chest. His lips flirted with hers, sending an electric buzz from her mouth to her core. “I want to hoist you against this wall and f*ck you right here, right now.”


“Sounds good to me.” Domini toed off her shoes. She unsnapped the clasp and her pants fell to the floor.


He groaned. “I don’t think I can. It’ll put too much pressure on my leg.”


She shimmied out of her underwear and watched Cam watching her. “Where?”


“Couch. Now.” He set her on the edge. It wasn’t wide, but the height was ideal. Keeping their eyes locked, Cam unbuckled his belt, shucked his pants and his briefs.


His callused finger drew a line from the dent in her chin to the opening of her sex. He swirled two fingers into the stickiness and swallowed her gasp of surprise when those fingers slid in and began f*cking her. He feathered his thumb across her clit. Slowly at first, and then quicker, shorter, more precise movements.


Every drop of blood in her body seemed to gather in the bundle of nerves. Just when she bumped her hips up, clenching her * muscles in anticipation of a killer orgasm, he stopped.


Domini whimpered.


“You’ll come on my timeframe not yours. Watch.”


She glanced down as he thumbed his erection and pushed the head of his cock into her.


“So hot. So wet.” He fed her an inch at a time, both of them looking until they were completely, intimately joined.


When Domini raised her chin, wanting to see Cam’s eyes, Cam’s fingers squeezed her upper thighs.


“Huh-uh. Watch.” He withdrew until just the tip rested in her opening. “Do you know what a f*cking turn on it is to see your sweet cream coating my cock?”


Seeing the swirls of white smeared against the dark skin of his shaft was highly erotic. She couldn’t remember caring what the mechanics of sex looked like; she’d only cared what it felt like. Yes, it felt amazing, but leave it to him to bring her every sensual nuance she’d missed.


“What if I told you to get on your knees right now? What if I wanted to see you licking the taste of yourself off my dick?” He alternately sucked and blew in her ear, sending tremors straight to her sex. “Would you do it?”


“I’d do anything you wanted.”


“Right answer, princess.” Cam kicked up the pace. He nuzzled the sensitive skin beneath her jaw, allowing his teeth to graze her neck. His hand slid up to the juncture of her thighs, while the other hand pushed against the small of her back, subtly changing the angle of her pelvis.


Domini dug her fingernails into his biceps when he started stroking her clit. “Oh God. I like that.”



He pumped into her. Not faster but with precision and finesse. “Say my name when you come.”


His harsh breathing in her ear, the sucking sounds of his sex driving into hers, the scent of his skin, the feel of his hard chest muscles and fingers and cock…she couldn’t even think straight.


“I wanna hear you say it, Domini.” Cam teasingly licked the column of her throat as his fingers strummed her clit. “Say it.”


“Please.”


“I can feel those cunt muscles gripping my cock, trying to bring me all the way inside you. Until all you feel is me. In you. On you.” His hoarse whisper, “Say my name,” was a sexy command she ached to obey. “Or better yet—” he lightly pinched her clit, “—scream it.”


That tiny pinch of pain sent her rushing into pleasure so dark and sharp she did scream.


Cam hammered into her, whispering sweet, dirty nothings into her ear as her body pulsed around his. He slanted his mouth open wider and kissed her in a hot, wet, clashing of tongues. Her insides were flooded with the heat of his ejaculate.


Domini brought her arms around his neck and held on.


After he broke the kiss, he murmured, “You never fail to amaze me, Domini.” He pulled out and stepped back.


Suddenly off balance, she windmilled her arms to no avail. She yelped, fell backward, narrowly missing kicking Cam in the head as she bounced on the couch cushion and crashed to the floor.


“Shit! Are you okay?”


Domini started to giggle.


Cam seemed wary of her laughter as he skirted the couch, fumbling with his belt buckle after he refastened his pants. He loomed over her. “Did you hurt yourself?”