Tempting the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch 8)

“You want my fingers and tongue inside you, baby?”

“Yes. Now.”

Without hesitation, I sit up briefly and remove her panties. Then she tells me to take off her dress.

As soon as I do, I'm greeted with the sexiest view I've ever laid eyes on. Ivy in a lacy black bra with hard nipples begging for attention.

“Fuck...” I shake my head. “How am I goin' to resist you lookin' like this?”

“You can't,” she quips. “And I don't want you to.”

My mouth finds its way back between her thighs, and I give her everything I can. She moans and gasps for air as I finger-fuck her tight cunt and suck on her swollen clit. Everything about her drives me insane, and there's no way I can stop now, not when she's giving me every sign she wants us to move to the next level.

“I'm so close, oh my God. Yes, right there...” Her hips buck wildly as I devour her. My hands hold her steady before the violent buildup pours over.

Moments later, Ivy throws her head back and screams as the orgasm rips through her. Sweet juices coat my mouth and chin, and I can’t get enough.

“That...was so intense.” Her body relaxes, and I lie next to her, cupping her face.

“Nothing is sexier than you coming all over my tongue.” I capture her lips so she can taste herself, then add, “You taste like mine, Ivy. So goddamn good.”

“I love the sound of that,” she purrs.

My palm finds her breast, carefully massaging it before I pinch the nipple between my finger and thumb. “Did you wear this sexy little piece for me?”

“Yes, but only because I was hoping you'd be takin' it off.”

“You know we don't have to rush,” I remind her. The way she lets me touch her perfect body is more than enough.

“I want all of you,” she whispers, almost as if she's too embarrassed to say it.

Fuck me.

Our foreheads press together as I breathe deeply. “You've got me, baby. Every ounce of me is yours.”

“Do you want me?”

I pull back, gazing into her deep brown eyes. “Of course, I do. I can barely take my hands off you,” I say, caressing her other breast and squeezing.

“Then be my first...please. I don't want to wait any longer when I already know you’re the man I want.”

Without another word, I slam my mouth down on hers, sliding my tongue between her eager lips and breathing heavily.

“I don't wanna hurt you, but I know it will.”

“I'll be okay,” she reassures me. “If there's anyone I trust to make it special and be gentle, it's you. It's always been you.”

Her confession has my heart slamming into my chest, and I can barely hold it together. There's nothing more in the world I want right now than to give her exactly what she wants.

“Christ, you give me too much credit, baby.”

“Or you just don't give yourself enough.”

My dick is hard as fuck, pressing against her nearly naked body.

“You sure you want to do this out here?” I ask.

“Absolutely. Whether I'm on top or bottom, I'll be seeing stars.”

“Jesus fuck,” I choke-laugh. She's killing me.

“Teach me what to do,” she pleads.

“Touch me. Take my cock out and get it wet.”

I lie back as Ivy takes control, undoing my jeans and lowering my boxers. Lifting my hips, I help her remove them completely along with my boots. Then I take off my shirt so I'm completely bare.

“Sweet Jesus, you should be on a romance book cover.”

“Stop droolin', woman,” I taunt as she crawls over me.

“I can't help it. You're tall, inked, pierced, and older. I'm surprised I've only had to witness one woman hangin’ all over you.”

I laugh at the memory. She doesn't know Andrea was only there to spy on Rhett, but it's neither here nor there.

All that matters is Ivy and giving her exactly what she needs.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

IVY

“Put your mouth on me and suck,” Kane demands.

My heart races a thousand beats per minute because I’m finally going to lose my pesky V-card. I’m giving myself to the only guy I've ever wanted. And that's surreal.

But I'm ready. More than ready to have sex with Kane Bishop.

I position myself and grip his shaft, then bob up and down his thick length. His piercings clank against my teeth as I increase my pace.

“Shit, baby. Slow down.”

I moan around his dick, shaking my head. I want him as worked up as I am.

He chuckles darkly. “Be a good girl, and I'll reward you like one.”

Peeking up at him, I grin. I smack his cock against my tongue before lapping around the tip.

“Get up here,” he orders. “Bra off.”

I quickly unhook it, and my breasts fall in his palms. Dipping his tongue between them, he cups both in his hands.

“I've envisioned your tits bouncing in my face as I bury myself deep inside your cunt. Ivy, you're makin' me crazy.” His gravelly admission sets my body on fire. The way he craves and touches me makes it impossible to hold back.