Captured by Cowboys (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 1)

“You, too, cowboy. You’re perfect.”

“I can’t wait to taste you.” His fingers lightly touched her breasts. Then he slowly trailed them down her stomach to her clit, grazing her there. More need than she thought possible exploded inside her.

His fingertips threaded through her pussy, raising her temperature even more. “You like that, don’t you, sweetheart?”

She placed her hands on his muscled shoulders. “Yes, Sir. Very much.” A bright green appeared in her mind’s eye. She was ready for whatever he would bring. All of it. All of him.

He continued teasing her pussy’s wet folds, causing her to claw his flesh. “I’ll make sure you’re totally satisfied, Amber. Trust me.”

He moved down the bench between her legs. His hot breath danced like a hot breeze on her aching pussy and throbbing clit.

“God, this is the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen in my life.”

His words sent her to the sky, but when his tongue grazed her clit, she went beyond the moon. His licks turned her body into a live wire of shivers. Her desire grew and grew and grew until she thought she would go completely insane. When his tongue pierced her slit, a hot bolt sliced deep into her pussy, like a knife into butter.

“Give me your sweet cream, baby. I want my face drowning in your juices.” Emmett lowered his head back between her thighs.

Feeling his teeth capture her clit sent overwhelming sensations through her. “God, yes!” Her toes curled, and she wrapped her legs around his head as he sent a couple of his fingers down her channel, caressing her in that special spot. She pounded the bench with her fists, her pussy clenching again and again into her cowboy’s assault.

Her pussy clenched against Emmett’s hot, sensual storm of fingers, lips, and tongue. When his hands grabbed her by the hips, pulling her in closer, she moaned loudly. His constant licks of her swollen clit worked her into an uncontrollable lather of wildness and release. Unable to hold back any longer, she screamed into his intimate kiss on her pussy. Filled with rapturous release, she surrendered to the sensations of her orgasm, an orgasm so consuming and overwhelming, she wondered if she might actually pass out. Again, another wave of fresh trembles, stronger than before and much hotter, shook every nerve in her body. Ablaze with white heat, she felt her pussy clench, again and again, flattening her completely out.

“O–Oh, God!” Her mind was whirling like a top. The buzzing in her body was making her deliciously dizzy and wonderfully spent. Every inch of her was releasing energy

, tons of it.

Emmett had delivered intense oral pleasure that was astonishing. What would his cock inside her pussy feel like? She couldn’t wait to find out.

The influx of vibes from her climax went on and on for some time. Her world was this room, currently with a population of two. She and Emmett, one of her cowboy loves.

After some time, she felt his feathery fingers on her legs. He massaged his way down to her ankles, still restrained by the boxers he’d kept on her.

Never had she imagined sex could be like this. This was more than a simple wish. Need and a craving to be filled by this man who had changed her world, who had rescued her from God knew what, swallowed her up entirely.

“P–Please, Sir. Fuck me.”

“Shh.” He removed the plug from her ass in a single movement. “Stop grabbing the reins, Amber. Remember, I’m in charge.” Emmett moved up her body, dropping kisses on every inch of her skin. When he was back on top of her, face-to-face, he kissed her, and she felt his hot hunger. Everything inside her went topsy-turvy.

Slowly, her heartbeats and breaths backed down bit by bit. Sugar-coated fatigue soothed her edges. The outline of Emmett’s fully erect cock stretched the denim of his jeans, but he didn’t make a move to impale her pussy.

Instead, he lifted her up in his arms.

“That’s the end of tonight’s lesson, sweetheart.” His words were tender but his eyes stormed with starvation.

“You’re not going to fuck me?” she asked meekly.

“That’s right, Amber. You’re spent. You did great, really great, but it has been a very long day for you. Time to get you to bed. Time for you to sleep.”

He was holding the reins. He was in charge. He’d made that very clear and she accepted that now. Still, a little tinge of worry shot through her. “Yes, Sir.”

Amber leaned her head into his naked, muscled chest as he carried her out of the playroom and to the bedroom.

One thought twisted her weary brain into a tight knot as he placed her on the bed. Is he still holding something back from me?

Chapter Eleven

Bryant looked around the sheriff’s office. It was a no-frills, utilitarian room, which was appropriate since it was just one of three other rooms of the jailhouse without bars. The two guest chairs were nondescript and not very comfortable. The desk held only a computer, nothing else. The shelves on the wall behind it held only manuals and books, nothing personal, nothing superficial, nothing that gave a clue to the person who had won the right in the closest election in the history of the county to sit in the only luxury item here—the big leather chair behind the desk.

Bryant didn’t need any clues. He knew the man who had occupied the space for the past two years quite well. Sheriff Jason Wolfe was only a few years older than him and Cody and only a couple months younger than Emmett.