Sweet-Loving Cowboy (Kinky Spurs 2)

“Rightly so.”

His gaze fell to the doorway while he watched the ducks floating by out on the pond. “Every time I began to lose sight of my construction company, I would come here to remind myself why I wanted to build log properties to begin with.”

“Which is?”

“Memories.”

“Memories?”

He gave a slow nod. “When I’m here, all I think about is the laughter, the adventures, and all the crazy shit that happened at this tree house. So, sometimes I come here to keep my vision, to never get caught up in anything but the important stuff. You know?”

She paused. Then, “I gotta admit, Chase, I’ve always thought you were pretty sexy. But you have never been sexier than you are right now.” She got up on her knees, giving him a sultry look. “How are you so strong and yet so full of heart? I’ve never met anyone like you.”

“Nor will you.” He chuckled, watching her lean in. “What are you up to, beautiful? I thought you brought me dinner.”

“Am I not delectable?” she rasped.

He lifted his hand, stroking her lip with his thumb. “You certainly are quite delectable.”

“Then hush, you.” She reached for her shirt and pulled it over her head. Then she crawled toward him until she straddled his waist. “When you were younger, did you ever bring a girl here?” she asked.

“No.”

She leaned her head down to his and licked his bottom lip. “Did you want to?”

“Yes.” He went from soft to hard so fast he groaned.

She slid back a little and opened his belt buckle and the button of his jeans. He lifted his hips but also reached for his wallet in his back pocket before she pulled his pants and boxer briefs down to his knees. He left the wallet next to him on the blanket, his jaw working. She kissed his thigh and his cock jerked beside her mouth. She worked her way upwards, staring him in the eye. “Did you ever think about me while you were here?”

“Yes.”

Hovering over him, she lowered her head to his groin and he held his breath. She licked his shaft, and he groaned against the sensations of her wet and warm tongue. “Is this what you thought of?” Her eyes locked onto his. She stroked him, spreading her saliva over him.

He moaned, his head tilting back. “Yes.”

She devoured him then. His fists clenched at his sides while he bowed his head. He discovered she was not looking at him anymore. She bobbed on the tip of his cock, and he lost sight of her as she took him deep into her mouth, her soft hair trailing over his thighs. He hissed as her hand stroked him along with her mouth.

Needing to see her, he pushed up on one arm, watching her closely. Her lips popped off the tip, and she grinned at him. “Is this what you’ve always wanted? My mouth on you?”

“You’re damn right I have.” He groaned, brushing his knuckles across her jawline.

When he lowered his hand, she became focused on the task. No longer teasing him, she devoured him again. With every stroke of her hand, matched by her lips dragging sensually over him, her wet tongue perfectly satisfying him, he gritted his teeth against the pleasure.

When he grunted, her lips popped off again, then she reached for his wallet. Her playful eyes returned to his after she grabbed the condom and she sheathed him. His nostrils flared, inhaling in her fruity scent when she straddled him, slowly taking him inside. Her moan echoed his deep groan. Desperate to feel her, he slid one hand up her toned stomach and cupped her breast as she ground herself against him.

Back and forth, she rode him, slowly at first, then faster until he

felt the quivers of her inner walls tighten around his cock. Needing to take her over the edge, he reached up and tweaked her nipples, pinching them.

“God. You. Feel. So. Good.” Her head fell forward, her hands resting on his chest, while she rode him in search of her pleasure.

Wanting her to get there, he kept one hand on her breast, lowering the other to her clit. Her response was immediate, her breathy moan telling him to work the bundle of nerves harder. She moved faster now, grinding against him, his cock enveloped by her inner walls. He waited for that moment when her breath hitched, the telling sign that she hung on the edge of euphoria. Then, and only then, did he grab her hips with both hands, helping her get the extra force she needed. He rocked her hard against him.

And that was all it took.

Her sexy moan washed over him as she bucked and bounced on his dick, claiming her pleasure.

When her climax released her, she slowly raised her head, the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Her long strands of hair flowed over her creamy, naked flesh. Her eyes dark, satisfied. Her puffy lips parted, drawing in deep breaths. Her nipples taut. Her sex tight around him. “Is that what you thought about?” she asked. “My coming on you just like that?”