Claiming the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch 7)

I get right back into position. Digging his thumbs into my hips, he slams his dick so deep inside me, it feels like the earth shakes beneath me.

Everything fades away when he reaches around and thumbs my throbbing clit. Our bodies slap and slam together in perfect harmony. I don’t know how much more I can take as the orgasm quickly builds and begs to take over.

“Not yet,” he growls, wrapping my hair around his fist and tugging my head back.

“Shit, I’m close,” I hiss.

He chuckles when he senses my frustration. “You’re so fuckin’ gorgeous, but I can’t let you come just yet.”

I glance over my shoulder, meeting his seductive gaze as his piercings slowly drag inside me.

“Choke me. I can take it,” I plead.

With his hand around my neck, he repositions his palm until his thumbs press into the sides of my esophagus. “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna hurt you.”

“I trust you, baby.”

He goes painfully slow as he squeezes the sides of my throat with just the right amount of pressure. My shallow breaths linger in the air, and the sensation has me wanting to come so bad it’s pure agony.

“You like that?” he asks, and I nod. “You want me in that tight ass of yours?”

“Yes, please.”

He releases his hold on me, grabs a bottle of lube, and squirts it down my crack. Then he teases my tight hole with his thumb. I’m already on edge, so it causes me to buck at the sensation. After he lubricates himself, he slides into my ass, and I quickly adjust to the tightness. My release happens so hard and fast, it feels as if I’ve been catapulted into another universe.

“That’s my good little slut.” He smacks my ass cheek hard. “Take my cock as deep as you need.” I groan and grind against him. Knox doesn’t slow down as he grips my hip with one hand and rubs my clit with the other. I’m too lost in him to control what spews out of my mouth as another wave of pleasure shoots through me.

Knox’s deep groans echo through the air as he unravels with the same intensity as I had.

After he spills inside me and I collapse on the mattress, he helps clean me up. Then we lie back on the bed, catching our breaths.

“It’s never felt like that before,” I admit, loving ass play, choking, and hair-pulling more than I ever would’ve imagined. I never had a partner who was willing to try new things.

Knox’s wearing a shit-eating grin before he pops my nipple into his mouth and twirls his tongue around my hard peak. “And just think, we’ve only gotten started.”

I smile. “I know. That’s the fun part.”

“We should get some toys. I bet you’d enjoy a butt plug in your ass while I played with your pussy.”

I lift a brow, already feeling turned on again. “I kinda like the sound of that. Maybe a clit stimulator too.”

Hooking a leg around his naked body, I curl into his chest. “I want to experience everything with you.”

With an arched brow, he asks, “Maybe we should get some rope too?”

“Only if you’re the one tying me up,” I counter.

“Yes, ma’am, you know it. Guess we’ll have somethin’ to try out later tonight after we hang out with the family.”

“Oh shit. I almost forgot about that.”

Yesterday, we spent Christmas Eve with my mom and sister. Of course, my mother asked when I was moving back to Eldorado so I’d be closer to her and Ivy. Apparently, an hour is too far. But she enjoyed hearing all about Knox and me getting together. After dinner, we exchanged gifts, then watched A Christmas Story. It’s our little family tradition that Knox is now a part of.

He gently tucks loose strands of hair behind my ear. “We need to open presents first.”

“Can’t wait for you to see what I got you,” I say.

“Same here.” After we’re dressed, he leads me to the living room, where we sit cross-legged on the floor. It’s gloomy outside, so the colorful lights brighten the whole room.

I find one of his gifts, and he grabs mine, then we exchange. Knox rips off the silver paper, and his jaw drops.

“Hadleigh, baby,” he murmurs, removing a black Stetson cowboy hat.

“I thought you might want a new one and that maybe you could model it for me later. Only wearing that.”

His brow pops up with a devilish smirk. “I think I can make that happen.” Leaning over, he kisses me. “Thank you. Now your turn.”

I remove the tissue paper from the bag and pull out a sleek black box. Once I open it and see it’s a G-spot vibrator, I burst out laughing since we were just talking about sex toys.

“You know me way too well, don’t you?”

He grins. “Better than you know. I thought you could wear that today…while we’re at Christmas dinner with my family.”