Bossing the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch 4)

“Mm…why not, boss?”

As soon as we enter my room, I lower her onto the mattress and tower over her. “Because you’ve snapped every ounce of willpower I’ve had. Now you’re in my bed, dangling your sweet body in front of me and tempting the hell out of me. Every restraint I’ve practiced over the years has crumbled, and the urge to punish you with my cock has taken over.”

“God, yes. Testing you sounds very beneficial.” She grins, grabbing my shirt and pulling me closer.

I grip her face, tilting it back while I suck on her neck. She wraps her thighs around my waist, and my dick rubs between them. Panting, Elle arches her back and adds more friction. I moan in her ear, then lower a palm to her breast and squeeze.

“You know how many times I’ve thought about licking your hard, little nipples?”

“Yeah? You want to taste them?” she encourages, moving our bodies together.

“Hell yes, I do. Then I want to rub my cock between them while I squeeze your throat and come all over your chest.” I nip her earlobe.

“Oh my God, Connor,” she releases between moans. “Yes, please. All of the above.”

“Only if you’re a good girl, though,” I taunt, capturing her mouth. “And do exactly what I say.”

She blinks hard and narrows her eyes. “You’re not the boss of me.”

I arch a brow in amusement. “That so?”

With a forceful push, she moves me to my back, straddling my waist as she pins my arms above me. I could easily put up a fight and hold her down, but I enjoy this dominant, sassy side too damn much.

“I think I just proved my point.” She flashes a shit-eating grin, grinding her pussy against my cock. The motion drives me insane, but I break free of her hold, then sit up and kiss her.

“Technically, I am, but if you wanna boss me around in the bedroom, I’m good with it.”

“There’s that arrogant attitude I love so much.” She rolls her eyes.

I chuckle, wrapping an arm around her waist and swinging her body back on the bed. “Trust me, you’re gonna appreciate all of my charming qualities.” I flash her a wink, crawling down her body and undoing her jeans.

“Take off your shirt, Elizabeth,” I demand as I remove her boots. She keeps eye contact while doing what I say. My gaze lowers to her breasts. “Fucking stunning.”

She wiggles out of her jeans and throws them on the floor. Taking my time, I admire every inch of her bare skin. Her curves and long legs have me aching to get inside her.

Kneeling between her thighs, I slide my hand up until I reach her soaked panties. Her breathing grows ragged as she awaits my next move. Elle’s everything I’ve ever wanted and more, and the desperate urge to please her overpowers my own wants and needs.

“Connor.”

My finger outlines her pussy, brushing softly against her skin.

“Yes?”

“Touch me. Please,” she begs.

I hold back a cocky grin as I gently move over her slit, feeling how wet she is against her panties. She’s going to explode at any minute.

“Like this?”

She shakes her head.

“Tell me. What do you want?”

Right now, she can boss me around any goddamn way she pleases. But it doesn’t mean I won’t tease her along the way.

“Your mouth on me.” She brings her fingers to her panties and moves them to one side. “Here.”

Fucking hell.

I grip the lace and lower them off her legs, then drag her body closer to the end of the bed. Kneeling between her thighs, I spread them wider as I dive in and stroke her clit with my tongue. She immediately shivers and hums in response. I flick her clit as her hips arch, encouraging me to slide my fingers inside and thrust deeper.

“You’re so goddamn sweet, baby,” I moan, feasting on her pussy. Desperately, I lick and suck, her body pulsating, arching, seeking release. Now that I know how she tastes, I can’t stop. I want all of her orgasms as she begs for more. Her fingers claw into my arms, riding closer and closer to the edge.

“Don’t. Stop.”

I rub circles over her clit, sinking my tongue deeper in her as my cock nearly combusts in my jeans. Her thighs shake, and I know she’s close, though I love hearing her moans. Quickly, I push back and shove two fingers inside her pussy. Her legs open wider, and when my rhythm increases, Elle fists the sheets and screams out her release.

Her come coats my fingers, and I don’t waste a second before shoving them into my mouth. Leaning down, I kiss her sweet and slow.

“See how good you taste,” I murmur.

“That was intense,” she breathes out with a faint smile.

“You’re driving me insane, Elizabeth. Everything about you has me twisted up inside, and I’m already obsessed.”