Catching the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch 2)

Before I can respond, Diesel lifts me over his shoulder caveman style. I squeal as I hang down his back, yelling at him to put me down.

He smacks my ass before tossing me on the bed. “You still think I’m sweet?” he mocks.

I laugh, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him on top of me. “I didn’t mean it as a bad thing.”

“Mm-hmm…” He smirks before cupping my face and pressing his lips to mine.

Arching my back, I lean my hips into him, feeling how hard he is against his jeans. Grinning, I inhale the scent of his cologne and groan at the anticipation of getting to be with him all night long—without worrying we’ll get caught.

“I don’t want to wait, Adam,” I tell him, sliding my hands up his chest and undoing a button. “I’m dying and want you inside me.”

“Fuck, Row,” he growls against my mouth. “I have a whole night planned out for us…but shit.”

I chuckle, and when he leans back, we lock eyes. Sucking in my lips, I reach for his belt buckle and zipper. He’s hard, and when I slide my hand into his jeans, I wrap my palm around his cock through his boxers.

Stroking him, I watch as he unbuttons his shirt as we keep our gazes on one another. My heart pounds hard in my chest as the reality of what’s about to happen seeps in. Even though he’s been “Diesel” to me my whole life, Adam makes me anxious by how quickly we’re growing close. I want to give him all of me, but I’m so scared of giving my heart away again.

Once his shirt is off, I help him remove my sundress and bra. “You’re so beautiful, Row. I’m one lucky man.”

I swallow hard and smile. “You’re not so bad to look at either.”

“I’ve caught you checking me out a few times.” He winks with a smug grin. “Drooling over the eight-pack.”

“Oh my God!” I burst out laughing. “Just like when you drool over my ass.”

“Damn straight!”

I wrap my legs around his waist and move his lips back to mine. Rocking my hips against his, I moan at the friction our bodies create, so damn eager for more.

Diesel pushes his cock against my pussy, and I’m desperate to tear off our remaining clothes and climb him like a damn tree. “Boxers. Off. Now,” I demand, panting.

He moves back slightly, grabbing both of my wrists and putting them above my head. “Not so fast, baby.”

I’m seconds away from begging. “What? Why?”

“Because I’ve been waiting years for this, and I’m not about to rush my time with you.” He wraps one hand around both my wrists and moves his free hand down between my breasts. “I’m taking it nice and slow. Gonna devour every inch of your soft skin and make sure I mark every part of you properly.”

Shivers run down my spine at the anticipation and desperation for everything he’s willing to give me. I want it all.

“Adam…don’t tease me,” I plead.

“Oh, I’m going to have you beggin’, sweet Row.” The corner of his lips tilts up in a cocky, assured smirk as he circles my nipple with the pad of his finger. “It’s the only way I’ll know you really want me as much as I want you.”

“You know I do,” I tell him. “I’m going insane!”

“Let me taste you first.”

He guides himself down my body and widens my legs as he settles between them, peeking up at me with a knowing grin. Then he kisses the sensitive part of my thigh, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

Switching to my other thigh, he does the same and shoves his hands under my ass, pulling me closer to his mouth.

“Fuck,” he mutters as he nuzzles his nose against my clit. “Hope you aren’t attached to this.”

Before I can respond, he grabs both sides of my thong and rips it completely off my body.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

My eyes widen in shock, and without another word, he slides his tongue up my slit and buries his face in my pussy. I don’t have anything to compare his skills to, but he’s a fucking pro. His mouth and tongue feel amazing as he drives me closer to the edge.

“Adam…yes, yes, yes,” I pant as my fingers tug his hair, and my back arches. “Don’t stop.”

He pushes a finger inside, and when he sucks my clit, I unravel against his mouth. It’s intense, and I’m still flying high when he adds a second finger.

Diesel’s groans are such a turn-on. Knowing he’s feasting on me like his favorite meal, I want more of him, and I don’t ever want him to stop.

My hands fist the blankets as I jerk my hips up and down, so close to another release. My body responds to him so strongly and it drives me wild every time he touches me.