Cowgirl Up and Ride (Rough Riders 3)

“Dealin’ with my horses. Since we’ve been cross breedin’ for a couple of years with your stock, I’d sure like her opinion on which ones I oughta sell when she sells yours.”

“Come on in and have a cuppa coffee. She’s a regular Dale Evans when it comes to horses. I’m sure she’d love to help.”

First thing Cord noticed were the boxes stacked everywhere. Second thing he noticed was AJ glaring at him.

“Mornin’, Amy Jo. I was just tellin’ Jenn about you helpin’ me out today with my horses. Doin’ a little ridin’.”

“But I can’t possibly help today. As you can see”—she gestured to the stack of flattened cartons—“my hands are full.”

Was she really challenging him? He mouthed, “That’s one.”

Her back snapped straight.

“Oh pooh, you don’t need to stick around here, Amy Jo. Take a break. Spend time outside. You deserve it. The kids and I have gotten really good at packing in the last week.” Her eyes zeroed in on his shoulder. “What’s the rope for?”

Cord kept his gaze on AJ’s. “I figured I might have to drag her out. She can be stubborn.”

A bit of unease flashed in AJ’s stormy gray eyes.

Jenn laughed. “Now that I’d like to see.”

He grinned, knew it looked predatory and didn’t care. “Comin’ along peacefully, Amy Jo? Or do I have to prove to you and your sister just how good I am with ropes?”

“I’m coming.” She stood and snatched her purse off the counter. “I’ll follow you in my car.”

Like hell. “I can bring you back, no problem.” He bestowed his best aw-shucks-I’m-a-good-ol’-boy grin on Jenn. “She’ll be gone all day. And to show that I ain’t a total ingrate, I’ll probably take her out for supper.”

A kid screamed, another one yelled, “Mom!” Jenn sighed and disappeared upstairs.

Cord gave AJ’s jeans and T-shirt a once over. “Get your boots on.”

“Cord—”

“Now.”

“They’re in the entryway.”

He held the door open for her. “After you.”

AJ reached for the red ropers lined against the wall with the others. He noticed the silver spiked-heeled boots and pointed at them. “Bring those too.”

“I can’t ride in those.”

“You can for the kind of ridin’ I got planned.”

“Fine.” She slipped on the boots and grabbed the other pair.

“Get in the truck.”

“Bossy much?”

“Oh, you ain’t seen bossy, baby doll. Not by half.”

She swallowed hard and climbed in.

Cord purposely didn’t speak to her at all during the ride to his place. He didn’t crank the radio either. His silence would keep her on edge, right where he wanted her.

He parked in front of his house and stared straight ahead as he spoke. “You’ve pushed me to the limits of my control, AJ. Today ain’t so much about discipline, but playin’ catch up for the nights you’ve missed. Today I’m gonna give you a taste of me not holdin’ back. I’m warnin’ you; I will be relentless in takin’ what I want. You won’t deny me anything.”

AJ didn’t say a word.

“Go on in the house. You have five minutes to strip to nothin’ and do whatever you need to prepare yourself for me before I’ll expect you in the living room. Five minutes.

Not a second more.”

He watched her hustle in the front door. After two minutes passed, he reached for the box under the seat and headed in after her. A quick trip upstairs to drop off his goodies and her time was up.

She positioned herself in front of the windows, naked, with her arms folded over her chest.

“C’mere.”

Her footsteps were silent on the wood floor. When she was close enough, he curled his hands around her face and rested his forehead to hers. She melted against him, returning his affection without hesitation. Then Cord kissed her for a good long time, mostly to please himself as he walked her backward past the couch. He nudged her onto the coffee table.

“Sit. Lean back on your elbows and spread your legs.”

She didn’t argue.

He scooted her forward until her butt hung off the edge. “Just like that. Don’t move.”

Cord licked her from her throat straight down to her pu**y.

AJ moaned.

Lord. She did like a little kink—was already wet and he’d barely touched her. He dropped to his knees and stared at the feminine bounty before him. Soft. Pink. Glistening with want. He burrowed his tongue into her channel, inhaling her sweetness as he began to work her over with his mouth. Long sweeps of his tongue from her clit to her tiny puckered hole. He suckled her pu**y lips, used his teeth on her clit while circling his wet thumb across that tight rosette.

When she began to bounce her hips and that kittenish whimper echoed in his ears, he latched on to her sweet spot and sucked. As she started to come, he plunged two fingers into her ass and his thumb pressed just inside the entrance to her juicy pu**y.

“Oh-man-oh-man-oh-man. Cord!”

He scissored the fingers in her ass, his thumb stroking the sensitive spot of her wet sex, his mouth suctioned to the swollen bud, every action in tune with the blood pulsating in her body.

She screamed.

Cord didn’t back off until AJ exploded again. His attention to her pleasure triggered a sweet, thick female ejaculate and she literally came all over his face.

It was unbelievably f**king hot.

As she was floating down from the last orgasm, he kissed her, checking to see if she’d be uncomfortable with the taste of herself on his tongue. But she lapped at him like a hungry kitten, digging her fingernails into the back of his neck.

His dick was so hard it threatened to drive a hole through his jeans to get out.

Cord helped her up. “On your knees on the rug, baby doll. Hands behind your back.”

He grabbed the rope.

“What are you doing?”

“Makin’ sure you can’t use your hands.” He bound her crossed wrists. “Too tight?”

“No.”

“Good.” He watched her watching him as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. Lowered them to his shins. He shoved the boxers down and his c**k bounced like it was spring loaded. “Come closer.”

AJ wet her lips and walked three steps on her knees.

“That’s right. Get your mouth nice and wet for me. First I want you to suck my balls.”