Hitching the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch 1)

“Meh. Let Diesel have fun with them. It’ll keep him away from my sister, at least.”

Zoey laughs, reaching for my shirt and lifting it over my head. “You won’t be able to forever, you know.”

“Yes, I will,” I state matter-of-factly, pulling her closer. “And that Trace douche? Pretty sure Diesel scared him away for good.”

“Poor Rowan,” she says.

Wrapping a hand around her, I unclasp her bra and toss it. “Can we not talk about my sister right now?”

“Would you rather talk about mine?” she counters, smirking.

“That’s…” I shake my head. “You’re weird. Clothes. Off. Now.”

Zoey laughs, unbuttoning her shorts. “Hey, you married me.”

“And I’d do it again,” I say without hesitation, undoing my jeans and kicking them off with my boxers.

“No regrets?” she asks as she slides her panties down.

“Fucking never.” I growl, launching myself toward her until she’s back in my arms. I cup her ass as she wraps her legs around me. “This just became the best birthday of my life.”

“Does this mean I have to put out for every birthday from now on?” she taunts as I place her on the bed and tower over her.

“You’ve set a precedent now,” I tell her. “Birthday sex is now a thing.”

She crosses her ankles behind my back, pushing me against her gorgeous naked body. “Okay. Sex on your birthday, breakfast in bed for mine.”

I smile against her collarbone as I feather kisses down her body. Lifting my head, I meet her eyes. “Wait, that sounds good. I want that too.”

“Nope, you only get one,” she says, then releases a moan when my erection brushes against her pussy.

“How about we both get breakfast in bed and sex on our birthdays, so really we get to celebrate twice?”

“Hmm…okay, deal.” She arches her back as I wrap my mouth around her peaked nipple.

“Look at us.” I flatten my tongue between her breasts. “Already making compromises as a married couple.”

“I’m nothing if not agreeable,” she hums. “Unless you think we’re moving too fast?”

Lifting up on my palms, I tower over her beautiful face. “I’m quite sure that ship sailed within the first twenty-four hours of meeting.” I lift my hips toward hers, letting her feel how hard I am. “I knew I wanted you the moment I saw you and fell head over heels in love with you within two weeks of you being here. There’s no slowin’ down, baby. Except when I’m devouring you…because I’ll take my time doing that.”

Leaning down on one elbow, I tilt up her chin and bring her mouth to mine.

“I don’t deserve you,” she says softly, dropping her legs on either side of me. “The way I hurt you…I’ll regret it forever.”

Brushing hair from her cheeks, I kiss her sad lips. “That’s something you’ll learn about the Bishops. We fall fast and love hard. You made a mistake, but that’s what makes you human, so forgive yourself, sweetheart. Because I already have.”

“I love you,” she whispers, capturing my mouth with hers. “I’ll spend the rest of my life proving that to you.”

Grabbing her thigh, I hitch it over my hip and squeeze her ass, before slapping it. “And I’ll enjoy every goddamn minute of it.”

Zoey pushes me down and straddles my waist with a shit-eating smirk on her face. “Then hang on, cowboy. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride.”

She presses her palms to my chest and lifts herself up. I grip her waist as she takes my cock and strokes it.

“Fuck…” I groan as my head falls back. A moment later, she positions it at her entrance, then slowly slides her body down. “Jesus Christ, Zoey.”

She feels so goddamn amazing that I can barely breathe. As Zoey rocks her hips against me, she leans over, allowing me to cup her breast.

“You feel so good,” she whispers against my mouth, squeezing her eyes shut.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” I demand, then slide my hand to her neck. When she opens them, I flick my tongue out and lick her lips. “It feels so fucking right.”

She nods, releasing a moan so sweet, it nearly sends me straight to heaven. I bring my hand back to her ass and slap it. Zoey yelps and laughs, pushing up on my chest and increasing her pace.

Arching my back, I jerk my hips up and meet her thrusts. They’re frantic and greedy, both of us wanting more of each other with no desire to stop anytime soon.

I can tell she’s about to come when her pussy tightens around my dick, so I circle my thumb over her clit and pinch her nipple.

“Oh my God…” she pants, throwing her head back. I love the way her hair falls, begging to be pulled.

“Yes, baby. Keep goin’. You’re so close.” I add more pressure, rubbing her sensitive spot faster. Sliding my hand up between her breasts, I grip my fingers around her throat and lightly squeeze.