Tempting the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch 8)

"I think the other is jealous..."

I chuckle, amused by her eagerness. I flick her nipple, loving how hard it is. Then I massage the other one.

"Your tits are so goddamn sexy," I murmur, nearly growling at how worked up she's making me.

"Sorry they aren't bigger. I'm sure you're used to—"

I slide off her mask and slam my mouth against hers. I want to erase any negative thoughts spiraling through her mind because there isn't anything I don't love about her. Every inch is pure perfection.

"Give me your hand," I order, then take it in mine and press it to my hard cock. "Do you feel what you're doing to me right now? How much I want you?"

She looks up at me through dark lashes, biting down on her plump lower lip.

"There’s no one before you, Ivy. I've erased them from my mind because all that matters is how I feel about you. I want to experience all your firsts and anything else you'll give me. So don't think for one second that you’re not enough or that I won't like your body because trust me, I'm using all my strength to be a gentleman around you."

She pushes into my erection, and I groan. "How gentlemanly are we talkin'?"

"Goddammit." I laugh. "Let me take care of you now. No touching."

She playfully pouts when I remove her hand. The bubbles float up to her neck, and she closes her eyes as I clean her. I glide the washcloth over every inch of her, sliding down between her legs and being extra gentle. Then I prop each foot on the edge of the tub and massage each toe.

"You're gonna make me fall asleep," she hums.

I grin, kneading my thumbs into her calves and up her legs. "I'd carry you back to bed, don't worry."

"I'm convinced you were written by a woman."

"Well, my mama did raise a Southern gentleman." I smirk, then add, "And one devious hellion."

"Pretty sure my sister would agree."

"Want me to shampoo and condition your hair in the shower?"

"Sure."

"Speaking of books, are you gonna read me more of the smutty dragon beast one?" I ask, draining the tub.

"Sure, I brought it with me."

"Good. I love listening to you." I smile, helping her to her feet.

"Thank you. I know I sometimes sound like a nervous teenager who can't get their words out when they finally meet their favorite boy band. It’s embarrassing, but I still like reading to you."

I don't mind her stammering at all. It’s a part of who she is, and I love that she feels comfortable enough to expose herself to me in such a vulnerable way.

"If it makes you feel any better, I’ve had my fair share of embarrassing things happen."

"Oh, do tell." She chuckles as I rinse out the suds at the bottom.

"When I was thirteen, I had a crush on one of my teachers and had a sex dream about it. The next day in class, she called on me to come write on the board, and I couldn't stop thinking about the dream during class, which means..."

"You walked up there with an erection?" She bursts out laughing.

"Sadly, yes. I walked up covering my junk, and of course my asshole brother noticed, so he was loud as fuck and pointed it out. Could never look Miss Haise in the eye again."

"You remembered her name."

"I was traumatized. For life. Now, I can't think about geography without getting a boner."

"Wow...I’ve never been more attracted to you," she deadpans.

I turn on the shower and playfully splash her face. "Get under the water, smart-ass."

She steps underneath it, then looks back and catches me staring at her ass.

"You washin’ my hair from there, or are ya gonna come in and join me?"

I hadn't really thought this through, but I guess it makes the most sense to be in there with her.

"Alright, if you think you can keep your hands off. I'd hate to have to file a harassment claim with HR."

"I think we passed that point when I caught you drooling at my backside."

I chuckle, then remove my clothes. "Your tits too."

When I step in behind her, I wet my hands, then squeeze some shampoo into my palms. Luckily, I'm a foot taller, so I can easily massage it into her scalp. Once I’m done, I spin her around so I can rinse it out.

"Oh my God, that feels amazing." She releases a moan and leans her head back.

"Better stop making those little whimpers," I murmur while I tenderly caress her head.

"Should I start naming off the state capitals? I can do them alphabetically." She snickers, then adds, "Or is it only world geography that gets you aroused?"

I snake my arm around her waist, pulling her flush against my front so the water doesn't splash on her face. My palm rests on her lower back as my mouth goes to her ear. "Very funny, but if you must know, it's human geography that entices me the most."