Catching the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch 2)
“Don’t fuck with me, woman,” I warn. “My dick is already hard.”
She rocks her hips and grins when she feels me between her legs. “Or you can just lie there while I ride you. Your pick.”
“Pick?” I huff. “I choose all three. Blow job. Ride me. Fuck your tits. In that order.”
Her head falls back as she releases a deep laugh, and I lean forward, kissing her neck and sucking hard. She rocks her hips against me, and I groan at the friction.
“Christ…” I hiss. “Take off your clothes right now.”
Within seconds, we’re undressed, tripping over ourselves before falling back on the bed. Rowan pushes me down and eagerly slides over my length, and I grip her thighs, moving her against me faster.
I fucking love the way she looks on top of me. It’s not just sex, it never has been, but making love to my dream girl and knowing someday I’m going to marry her have me craving more of her every day.
“Should we make him a little sister?” she taunts as she leans closer.
“Don’t even joke,” I say seriously. “I’ll knock you up right now.”
She grins wide. “Not yet, Cowboy. Dawson gets you to himself for a while.”
“Okay, that’s fair.” I smirk.
Rowan brings her mouth to mine, and I cup the back of her head, deepening our kiss. “I love you,” I whisper against her lips.
“I love you, too,” she whispers back as I slide my other hand down her body, then smack her ass.
She squeals, and we pull apart. Quickly, I flip us over and lift her leg until her calf rests on my shoulder. Rocking harder, she arches her back, then covers both of her hands over her mouth as she screams out her orgasm. I follow behind her moments later, burying my face in her neck as we fall over the edge.
We lie in bed with my arms wrapped around her. My body feels like jelly, but I want to absorb every tender moment with Rowan.
“So how are things going with the new guy around the ranch?” she asks after we catch our breaths.
“Gavin?” I furrow my brows, and she nods. He’s been working with Jackson for almost a month now. “I guess fine. I don’t see him much. Why do you ask?”
“Just wondered if he’s said anything about Maize.”
“No, not to me. What would he say about her?” I’m confused as hell as to where this conversation is going. “Rowan…”
“What?”
“What aren’t you telling me?”
“Um…it’s just girl stuff. Nothing. Forget I said anything.” She waves me off, and it’s cute she thinks I’m just going to so easily forget.
I tilt her chin up and arch a brow. “It’s nothing like actually nothing or nothing like I need to punch him in the face?”
She squints her eyes and twists her lips. “Neither?”
“So it’s something…”
She sighs, rolling her eyes. “They might’ve hooked up when he first arrived.”
“No fucking way.”
“It was the night you and I went to San Angelo actually. They met at the bar, and of course it was a night I wasn’t working.”
“Holy shit.”
“I know…” She inhales. “She took a pregnancy test.”
“Jesus, Row.” I blink hard. “Please tell me she’s not—”
“It was negative,” she interjects. “Then I had to pay her a hundred bucks for losing the bet.”
I breathe out a sigh of relief, my brain still spinning from this news. “So they hooked up, and then what?”
“Then nothing. She avoids him at all costs, which is why I asked if he’s ever brought her up. ’Cause if he did, I thought maybe he was thinking about her.”
“I don’t see him that much. When I’m not working, I’m with you and Dawson. But I have a feeling even if I did, he wouldn’t say a damn thing. In fact, he doesn’t talk that much. He looks pissed off most of the time.”
Rowan snorts, giggling. “Yeah, it’s always the quiet ones you have to worry about. He does have that whole sexy, brooding thing goin’ on, too.”
My brows shoot up. “’Scuse me?”
“Not to mention, he’s way older. Probably more experienced.”
“I’m older,” I remind her.
“By one year!” She chuckles, climbing on top of me. “Aww…is someone jealous?”
“Is someone tryin’ to make me jealous?” I brush loose strands of hair behind her ear and smile at her.
“I didn’t even have to try in school. You scared every guy away who breathed in my direction.”
I puff out my chest. “Damn straight.”
“We better get to sleep. Dawson will probably be up in four hours,” she tells me. “And he’ll want your full attention.”
“I plan to take him out to see the cows after breakfast anyway. They’ll burn him out, or he’ll burn them out. Win-win either way.”
Rowan leans down and softly kisses my lips. “You’re a great dad.”
“I’m trying to be.” I wrap my arms around her. “Hopefully, a great husband one day, too.” When I waggle my brows, she rolls her eyes at me, but she knows I’ll put a ring on her finger one day.