Forever Her Cowboy (Always 1)

Before I know what I’m doing, I’m following her into the house. I pass through the kitchen, where my mom tries to hide a smile. Noelle stops in front of Daisy's room, turning the knob to go in. I snag her around the waist and pull her into my room across the hallway. I can’t wait another second to be close to her.

“Josh, what are you doing?” She lets out a small laugh thinking I’m playing with her. I don’t let her go as I kick the door closed and turn the lock. “Josh?” She looks up at me, her pink tongue coming out to wet her lips. It’s too much. A man can only take so much temptation.

I take her mouth. She lets out a surprised gasp. I take advantage of that moment, slipping my tongue into her sweet mouth. I fucking knew she’d taste good. Like peaches and cream. Her hands come up to my chest. She doesn’t push me away. She digs her fingers into it instead.

Her hands move from my chest to wrap around my neck. I pick her up, pinning her to the door as I keep on kissing her. I don’t want to stop, but I need to taste more of her.

I pull my mouth from hers to kiss her neck. She lets out a small moan that goes straight to my cock. Before I know it, I’m moving us toward the bed. I shouldn’t be, but I need more of her and she needs it too. She shifts her hips up and down, trying to dry hump on my cock. It feels damn good, but if she continues this will be over before it starts.

I place her on the bed, already pulling at her clothes. “Tell me to stop.”

“Don’t stop.” I growl at her response. She lifts her hips again, making me moan.

“Shirt and bra off,” I order her as I slip her shorts down her legs, pulling her shoes off with them. When I hook my fingers into her panties, I raise my gaze to meet hers.

“Josh.” She breathes out my name with so much need, spurring me on. I pull them down her legs, leaving her completely naked in my childhood bed. How many times have I dreamed about this? I trail my fingers up her smooth skin. “Your shirt needs to come off too.” I reach behind me, pulling it off. She licks her lips, liking what she sees.

I know I’m built and it’s not from working out. It’s from the manual labor I do every day, and I’m more than fucking pleased she likes what she sees. I spread her legs slowly, giving her a chance to tell me no. She doesn't. Her pussy is already wet, her clit poking out, wanting my attention. I groan, burying my face between her thighs.

“Josh.” Her fingers dig into my hair as she rocks her hips, greedy for release. I listen to her small moans and heavy breathing to see what she likes. Reading her body for clues that I’m doing this right for her.

I suck her clit into my mouth, my tongue flicking it. Her whole body goes tight as the orgasm hits her. More of her juices flood my mouth. I drink them down, wanting every drop of her. I place a kiss on the top of her mound before I lift my head. Her eyes widen, her glasses gone somewhere in the shuffle.

“More?” I ask her. She nods her head. I trail my finger down her slit before pushing a finger inside of her. I grit my teeth at how fucking tight she is. Again, she rocks her hips, fucking my fingers as I slip another into her. Her breathing gets heavy again, and I know she’s about to come. I hook my finger to hit her just right, my thumb going to her clit as I send her over into her second orgasm.

She lies on the bed, looking up at the ceiling and trying to catch her breath. I pull my fingers out of her, licking them clean before I kick my shoes off and ditch my jeans. She lifts her head.

“Are we doing this?”

“Yeah, we’re doing this if you want to.”

She nods her head yes. I come down on top of her, kissing her. I want her to taste herself on my mouth as I reach down between us, pulling my boxer briefs down, never letting her mouth go. My cock rubs against her pussy as she digs her fingers into my back. I release her mouth to kiss her everywhere that I can, wanting to taste every single inch of her. I’ve been starved for her.

I shift my hips, letting my cock rub against her clit as I suck one of her nipples into my mouth. I grip the other in my hand. It’s a perfect handful. Yeah, she was made for me. I reach down, grabbing the base of my cock to press inside of her. I should stop. I should let her go away and experience her life, but I can’t. Not when she’s underneath me with her pussy wet from the orgasms I’ve given her and her body inviting me to give her more. This wasn't what I was expecting today. I was only going to steal a kiss. Then tell her that I was over all the secret looks. But she is as greedy as I am, wanting more.