Wrangling the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch 3)

It feels amazing to be able to touch him wherever and however I want. Considering it’s been so long since we’ve been together, I drop to my knees and put the tip of his length in my mouth. Gavin places his palms on the wall to steady himself as I tease his cock with my tongue. His grunts only encourage me to devour as much of him as I can. Knowing how good I make him feel gives me all the confidence I need to continue.

His head rolls back on his shoulders, and his body tenses, but I don’t let him come, not yet. When I stand, I brush my fingers over his thighs and up his stomach muscles, then give him a devilish grin. Gavin leans forward and plucks my bottom lip into his mouth.

“You wanna play dirty, sweetheart?” he asks.

With a popped eyebrow, I smile. “Maybe.”

“Alright,” he says, turning off the water and handing me a towel from the cabinet.

After we’re dry, Gavin leads me to the bedroom. Seconds later, he removes my towel and moves me to the king-size bed. I sit and climb up, watching him intently. Swiftly, he grabs my ankles and slides me down to the edge. His warm mouth sucks on my clit until I’m squirming, then he flicks it with his tongue. Gavin goes painfully slow, allowing the orgasm to build to monumental levels before he slides a finger inside. Reaching up, he grabs one of my nipples and pinches. The sensation soars through me. My pants seem to please him, and before I come, he pulls away.

“Welp, that was fun.”

I prop myself up on my elbows and look at him with wide eyes. “You wouldn’t.”

“You started it in the shower,” he reminds me.

“Alright,” I say, slowly moving my hand down my stomach and resting my fingers on my hard nub. “I’ll finish myself. Trust me when I say I’ve had lots of practice.”

Slowly, I massage my clit and close my eyes. Moans escape me as I love how good it feels even though I still wish it were his mouth.

“That’s hot as fuck,” he admits. Grabbing my wrists, he pulls them away. “But that’s my job.”

His tongue goes inside me, and he hums as he tastes me. “Delicious.”

I don’t know how much more I can take of him waging war on my pussy, but I try to hold the orgasm back as long as I can. Seems like an impossible feat and becomes one when my muscles tense and the build begins.

“Yes, baby, come for me,” Gavin encourages. He finger fucks me as he flicks his tongue against me, picking up the pace. Seconds later, I’m crumpling beneath him, screaming his name. The orgasms nearly blind me, and I feel as if I’d been shot to the upper atmosphere. When I’m brought back to reality, all I can do is grin.

I move my head to the side and coax him toward me. He obliges and slides his tongue up my body until both of his arms are on either side of me as he hovers above.

“I’ve missed you so damn much, Maize,” he admits.

I bite my bottom lip. “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel the same.”

“We’re good together. You should just give up your game.”

Before I respond, I wrap my arms around his neck and bring his mouth to mine, wanting to kiss him and taste myself on his tongue. The tip of his dick sits outside my entrance, and I want nothing more than to have him inside me.

“I should get a condom,” he says before he continues.

“I’m on the pill,” I admit. “I want to feel you. All of you.”

“You’re sure?” he asks, being the perfect gentleman.

I nod, begging him with my eyes. I’ve never wanted a man to take me as much as I want him to at this very moment. Slowly, he moves forward until we’re one again. I gasp, forgetting just how big he is, and open my thighs wider to give more clearance.

“You okay?” he asks, making sure he’s not hurting me, which I appreciate.

I nod. “Yes, feels amazing,” I encourage, wanting him to lose control with me tonight.

Gavin takes it slow at first, his eyes meeting mine. Something boils between us, an energy I can’t quite describe. It’s magical and dangerous because I’m feeling things for him that I haven’t experienced in a long ass time. I push the thoughts away, and my eyes flutter closed. Scratching my nails down his back, I hum his name.

“Fuck me, Gavin,” I beg.

A second later, he’s flipping me onto my stomach and moving me to the edge of the bed. I stick my ass into the air as he grabs my hips and slides inside. In this position, he might split me in two. He slaps my ass with his hand, and the pain causes so much fucking pleasure.