Page 105 of CowSex

“Wait—you—I don’t have a toilet brush.” I shake my head at her warped sense of humour and dig my fingers into her ribs as punishment. Her whole body bucks, and we both almost flip off the bed.

I pin her down with my body as she tries to wriggle out from under me. I’m hard in an instant as her legs lock around my hips and her torso rolls from side to side. I hold both her hands in one of mine above her head and tickle her mercilessly.

She shrieks and laughs but then shouts, “Stop, Koa, stop. You’re hurting my wrist.”

I release her, feeling panicked and within a split second, she has my hair gripped in one hand and my beard in the other. She pulls on both, in opposite directions.

“Owwww.” I groan. “That fucking hurts.”

“Oh my God. You sound like a girl.” She giggles, making my dick even harder.

I dig my chin into her breastbone in an attempt to get her to free my beard, which her fingers are still laced through.

“You wanna fight dirty, little-bit? I’ll give you dirty.”

My mouth finds her nipple, and I suck it into my mouth through my T-shirt that she’s wearing and grind my hips into the heat between her legs. Apart from the T-shirt between us, we’re both naked, and it doesn’t take much for my dick to seek out her wet slit.

Both her hands are now on my hair. Her nails raking my scalp where it’s shorter at the back, the other gripping and tugging at the front where it’s longer.

I’m not sure if she’s pulling me closer or pushing me away. I don’t think she even knows what she wants.

“Koa.” She groans as I bury myself inside her. “Stop. We need to stop this and talk.”

“No, we don’t.”

“Yeah, we do. Once is a mistake, but twice is just being stupid.”

I move my face from her chest and push myself up on my arms so that I can look down at her.

“You think this is stupid?”

She pushes my hair back from my eyes and then rests her hand on the side of my face. Her fingers gently stroke my cheek and along the edge of my beard.

“Having unprotected sex is beyond stupid. What are we even doing?”

I rest my forehead down on hers.

“I have no clue, Gracie, but it feels damn good, and it feelsright.”

“We’re grown-ups, Koa. Why are we taking a risk like this when we know full well what the consequences could end up being?”

“Fuck the consequences.”

I bite along her jaw.

“Fuck the consequences? Are you fucking mental? So, I get knocked up, and then what? I just go back to England to raise a baby on my own while you carry on living life large up here on your fucking mountain and playing happy families with the two kids you’ve already got with two other women?”

“You make me sound like an irresponsible man whore.”

“Well, that’s how you’re fucking behaving.”

I move back so that I can look down at her face again.

“I’m not a man whore. I’ve never cheated or slept around, and my other women are in the past. All that concerns me now is you and me.”

“You and me and the baby you keep trying to put inside me.”

I bite along the other side of her jaw and then lick her neck.