Falling For A Cowboy (19 page)

“
Perky?
”
Her mouth was agape.

He had to chuckle
;
she looked so cute
.
“
Yeah.
And finely formed like the rest of you.
”

“
But they
’
re not…
”

“
Honey you ever hear the expression
‘
size doesn
’
t matter
’
?
”

Her gaze traveled right to his member
which was
sticking out like it was reaching for her
.
Well, where that was concerned he
’
d like to think
size
did
matter
. He
couldn
’
t stifle a
chuckle
as he
swirled a palm over each of her breasts. She sighed and her eyelids closed. Just the reaction he
’
d
hoped for
.

He leaned forward and nipped her ear,
all the time massaging her pillow-soft breasts
.
“
Giving you pleasure is giving me pleasure,
”
he whispered.
“
I do anything you don
’
t like, you tell me
.
But give me a chance to prove I can make it good for you.
”

She barely nodded, seem
ly
lost in what he hoped was a whirlwind of sensation
.
He feathered kisses across her brow, now relaxed
and smooth
, and ran his tongue down the silky skin of her neck
.
He left a wet trail along her collarbone before shifting down to her pert little bosom. His tongue licked her nipple
.
She moaned
.
That was all the encouragement he needed
.
He took the nipple between his lips and suckled, drawing gently but firmly on her
.
She moaned and gave a little shudder
.
He shift
ed to the other one and repeated the
attention
. She arched her back as if asking him for more. He obliged.

Lust was rolling through him
like
an avalanche.
His
member
twitch
ed
as it rested against her leg. He
went
slower than ever and
pulled up
all his self-discipline to control the urge to take her hard and fast
.
But he had an idea it would all be worth it.

When he kissed her again, her mouth fairly devoured his
. H
er hands
grasped
his
bare
back like she was holding on for the ride of her life
.
He hoped to give it to her
.
He deepened the kiss, probing and tasting with his tongue as he rubbed against her. He
moved over
her with a slow and measured rhythm, mimicking what he
’
d be doing inside of her.
When she moaned
against his mouth
a deep tremor rumbled
through him
.
He
want
ed more of her and something to distract him from the need pounding through him.

He kissed his way down the silky skin of her throat,
her
flowery
scent tickling his
nose
.
He tongued between her breasts and resisted the desire to feast on them again
.
He
showered
kisses down past
the
ribs rippl
ing
under tanned skin and mouthed the slight crater of her
navel
.

“
Clay?
”
She shifted under him as he aligned his body lower. His legs were hanging over the foot of the bed, his stomach rested between her knees.

“
Humm
…
”
He muttered in a half-answer as he swirled his tongue over those
pale
curls, his hands holding her hips like an offering. To him they surely were.

“
What are you…
”

Her voice trailed off as he
laved
her
.
Her
salty
,
sweet
taste was like
heavenly elixir.

“
I
’
ve
never…no one
has ever…
”

He raised his head. Her stomach was
heaving,
her cheeks were crimson and her body tense.
Her former lover
had a lot to answer for.

“
Honey, don
’
t deny me, now,
”
he said in as soothing a voice as he could muster given the circumstances
.
“
I
’
ve wanted to taste you since…well pretty much since we met.
”
He craned his neck to see her better. She had propped up on her elbows
. H
er face
was
flush
ed
and her eyelids heavy. She looked like she
’
d been drugged
.
That i
t
was by him gave him no small measure of pleasure.
“
Just relax and let me take
you
someplace you may not have been before. Will you do that
?
I promise you won
’
t be disappointed.
”

She didn
’
t answer but s
ank back
into the mattress.
H
er body relax
ed
and her breathing calm
ed
.

He lifted
her hips, spread her thighs wider
,
and placed his mouth over her
.
His
chin dip
ped
into her opening
and
his tongue swirl
ed
over the nubbin in a set tempo,
then
flick
ed
at
random
moments
.
Each time he
flicked
she moaned
.
He drew on her lightly and she writhed under him
.
When he began flicking her again, her moaning increased, her breathing
grew
rapid,
and
she elevated her hips as if to seek more. He increased the
rhythm
in concert with her breathing
.
She was near if she would let herself go. He stepped it up
.

She cried out, his name ringing loud
in the still air.
From outside
the door he heard a small yip
. Her body shook as he lowered her gently onto the mattress
.
He
’
d love to come in
to
her now,
feel the clenching and unclenching of her release
,
but if this was her first time, she
’
d need a moment to recover
.
Instead he slid up next to her, gathered her in his arms
,
and
pressed
her
close
.
Her body was warm, her skin dew-kissed
,
and her muscles relaxed
.

She felt so
slight
,
like
he was holding
a delicate
crystal
vessel
.
She
hid
her head in his
bare
shoulder, wrapped her
slim
arms around him
,
and squeezed
herself
against him
.
He was hard, heavy
,
and ready to take her
.

“
That was incredible.
”
Her breath
tickled
his skin.

He wanted to ask if it was her first
orga
s
m
, but he knew it was his ego talking.
“
We
’
re just getting started, honey.
”

She pulled back to stare at him
.
H
er hand slip
ped
between them
. H
er
delicate
fingers
caressed
hi
s
length
.
“
I know
.
”

He went
even harder.

Dusty
slid her
hand up and down
his
velvet
y
smooth
shaft
while
her heart pound
ed
hard against her chest
.
He
’
d just consumed her, sent her up in flames
,
and they were just getting started
?
This wasn
’
t anything
like what
she
’
d
experienced
before.

She
’
d wondered why
Tara
Lynn
loved sex so much. Now she knew
.

L
ook
ing
into Clay
’
s eyes
as he lay beside her
caused
h
er heart
to
flip.
She saw longing and desire in those blue depths
,
a
long with
a
clench
ed
jaw and rigid smile
.
S
he knew he was fighting for control
.
She stroked her thumb over the moist tip of him
.
His eyelids fluttered shut
as a low moan escaped his open lips
.

She longed to check out the hard
,
thick length she was stroking but she was too embarrassed
.
Bradl
e
y hadn
’
t been built anything like this.
It made
her wonder if
she
’
d be able to accommodate Clay
.

She felt his hot breath as he
nuzzled her neck.
“
You ready for me, honey
?
Because if you keep stroking me like that it
’
s going to be all over.
”
He kissed her throat.

“
I
’
ll try.
”

“
You
’
ll try?
”
he muttered against her skin.

She pulled back to look at him
.
His eyelids were h
alf-closed
, his
pupils
dark
,
but the smile on his face
had her insides dancing
.

“
You
’
re…you
’
re big Clay
.
I
’
m not.
”

The corners of his eyes crinkled as h
is
grin
broadened
.
“
Honey, I
’
ll fit
.
Long as you
’
re wet enough.
”
He pushed her onto the mattress
.
“
Got to put the cowboy hat on
.
”

He reached for
a foil wrapper he must have placed on her bedside table
.
She
wished she felt confident enough to help him
but he seemed
more than capable,
slipping it on over his engorged member with ease
.
She
’
d
bet they were magnums.

Once the condom was
in place
, he stretched out over her and h
is hand pushed
between her thighs
.
With her mu
scles turned to jelly, she
’
d no notion of resisting him
.
H
is finger
s
prob
e
d
her
before she felt them
enter. He stroked her, his fingers moving in and out, sending wonderful little tremors through her
,
and
causing moisture between her thighs
.
H
e
r head fell back and her eyes closed
as she gave way to the
erotically hypnotic
sensations
.

“
That
’
s it
. E
njoy it, honey,
”
he crooned
against
her ear.

With
the next breath she felt the weight of his body
on her
.
Instinctively, s
he opened her legs to accommodate him and he answered the invitation
, nestling
at her opening.

“
Open your eyes, Dusty. I want
you to look at me
when I
come in
to
you.
”
His voice was husky and gritty
, like sandpaper scratching
rock
.

She did as he
asked
. His
flushed and
handsome face
loomed before her
.
He held his features tight as
he pushed against her
with a gentle thrust
. He
’
d moved
just inside of her.

“
More
.
”
S
he whispered her need.

She watched as his hands grasped her hips and he
leaned
back. His form was a shadow in the gray light
, an outline of
b
road shoulders, muscled arms
,
and a torso that narrowed to
the spot
where he joined
with
her.
He thrust his shaft into her again
,
filling more of her and then he slowly pulled back out
,
creating wonderful friction
.
H
e bent over and
nipped
her
nec
k before his
next
thrust
se
n
t him
deeper
. The
electrifying tremor
that shot through her
seemed to flip on all her nerve endings, amplifying the jolt.
Again h
e pulled out and thrust
fur
ther
in
. Out, in, out, in
.
T
he strokes were long and leisurely eliciting quiver upon quiver
until she was awash in sensation
.

“
You
’
r
e
tight honey
.
Nice and tight.
”

She hoped
that
w
a
s
a good thing
.
From the bliss on his face, she figured it was
.

He slipped an
arm under each of her knees as he worked her
, pushing
her thighs
back against her stomach. Suddenly the sensations he
’
d been creating
were
magnified.
In, out
, in, out
,
his hips pumped
in a
rhythm as measured as a line of music.

Oh God
.

He chuckled
.

She must have said
the words out loud. Through the slits of her lids,
she saw him throw his head back
and close
his eyes as he moved
his hips
in pace with her breathing. It was building again
.
That delicious tension from before was building
.
He moved slightly faster as he p
ushed
against
her thighs. In, out, in
,
out
.
T
he
luscious
friction
w
ound
her tighter and tighter.
She arched, her body tensed.

“
Let it go, honey
,
”
Clay
’
s husky voice c
oaxed
.
“
L
et it go.
”

He pumped
faste
r
—
o
nce, twice, three times
,
and s
he shattered
. While h
er muscles puls
at
ed
,
h
e pumped harder, again and again.
“
Dusty,
”
h
e called, as he
tense
d
.
T
hen collapsed on top of her.

The hard weight of his body felt so good, so warm,
and so
protective.
T
ears
fell
on her cheeks and
she
nuzzled against his bare chest to hide them
.
She didn
’
t know why she was crying
.
She was happy
,
e
cstatic
,
and wonderfully sated.

“
Did I hurt you?
”
Clay was looking down on her
,
a frown on his face.

She shook her head and wiped at the tears with the back of her hand
.
“
I don
’
t k
n
ow why I
’
m crying
.
I
’
m happy.
”

He smiled
and the spark
s
in his eyes danced
.
“
So am I darling, so am I.
”