Page 13 of Lasso Lovebirds (Rainbow Ranch #4)

I felt around for the condom and opened it while she uncapped the bottle of lube.

Between the two of us, we got it fit over my cock.

She poured a generous amount into her palms and stroked me up and down, the liquid glistening.

I pulled her to the side, her thighs part as I took the lube from her, pouring more onto my fingers and warming it before touching her.

Dark curls gave way to her pussy, already shining from her wetness. My mouth watered as I studied her clit.

“I want to feast on you,” I rasped. “I want to finger fuck you until you scream out my name.”

“Beau,” she gasped. “And you said you didn’t have the words.”

Maybe I did have them when it came to talking about what I wanted to do to her. “Tonight, when you come to me, we’re going to take our sweet damn time. I don’t care if I sleep a wink.”

“Promise?” she teased.

I answered by pushing two fingers against her, spreading the lube over her pussy. She whined as I circled her clit slowly, fighting every instinct that screamed for me to bury my face between her thighs and spend the next hour eating her out and making her come on my face.

She arched as I carefully slid one finger inside her, and then a second, moving them in and out with ease. She was so wet, her pussy hot and needy. My cock felt the same way. I needed to be inside of her, needed to know what it was going to feel like to finally fuck her.

She planted her hand against my chest and shoved me back again, taking the reins.

Nerves suddenly fluttered like a thousand butterflies. “Are you sure?” I asked softly, swallowing hard.

“Yes. Are you?”

“Yes,” I said, grabbing her hips and lifting her.

She squeaked as I sat her on top of me. A laugh bubbled up from her as she leaned forward, kissing me while I took hold of my cock and guided it to her entrance.

“I’ll take it slow,” she rasped softly.

Gently, she sat back, taking the first inch slowly. Pleasure popped like fireworks, my entire body humming in response as she carefully took more, her pussy clenching around me as she adjusted to my size.

“Fuck,” she huffed.

“Too much? I can add more lube?—”

“No,” she hissed. “It’s just been a long time and I’m taking it slow.”

I nodded in understanding, hungrily watching her expression as she took more of me.

She was so fucking wet and hot, her slick heat gripping me.

I slid my hand down, resting my hand on her mound and pressing my thumb against her clit.

Her head tipped back on a gasp, her hips circling as I did the same to her clit, following the same motions.

“Oh god,” she moaned.

Pris worked my cock inside of her until she was fully seated, the two of us moaning together. My eyes fluttered as I didn’t let up on her clit, maintaining the same languorous speed.

She felt so damn good. Her hands planted on my chest, her expression full of pleasure as she lifted and then sank back down. I moved my hips to meet her, a slow, drawn out rhythm falling into place between us.

Every movement was met with our bodies sliding against each other. I was fighting the urge to take over and fuck her harder, but I craved being good for her. I wanted her to use me however she wanted, to take my cock in whatever way pleased her most.

“Keep touching me there,” she whimpered. “You feel so good.”

“So do you,” I huffed, working her clit.

I wasn’t sure I was going to keep being able to form words.

All I could do was focus on her taking my cock and me rubbing her clit, our bodies melting together.

She leaned down, our lips locking as we fell into another heated kiss.

She kissed down my jaw to my neck then the soft spot of my shoulder, biting down hard enough that I grunted, the pain flashing through me.

“Too much?”

“No,” I rasped. “More. Please.”

She bit me again, the pain going straight to my cock.

I thrusted up in response as her teeth sank into my skin hard enough, I knew it’d bruise.

And god, I wanted that. I wanted to wake up in the morning and see something she’d left on me, a mark of remembrance from our first time together.

Something that would last for a few days.

“Fuck.” I grabbed hold of her hips and thrusted up harder and faster as she peppered kisses and bites across my shoulders, occasionally offering me a kiss on the lips between whimpers and moans.

“I’m close,” she gasped.

She sat up slightly, her hands on my pecs as her head fell back, her curls tumbling down her shoulders. She rocked her hips, taking me faster, meeting every stroke until we were heading straight to the edge.

Her body trembled, her hand slapping over her mouth as she yelped, her orgasms crashing into her. I took a few revered seconds to memorize every line of her face as she came, and then I lost control, my pleasure unleashing. Cum spurted from my cock in hot bursts as her body collapsed against mine.

She melted against me. Her head settled on my chest, rising and falling with each breath. The scent of sex filled the room. I closed my eyes, savoring her. Cherishing her.

Years. Ever since she’d come home to Rainbow Ranch, I’d pined for her.

Now, she was here in my arms.

Priscilla let out a soft laugh and raised her head, looking up at me. I grinned between heavy breaths, massaging her scalp gently. Her gaze glimmered with a sweetness that healed me.

“How was that?” I whispered.

She smirked. “Beau Adams, you know that was good.”

I chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “It was perfect. I want more. . . kinky things . . .”

“Me too,” she said. “We have a lot to explore, don’t we?”

I nodded. “We do.”

“A lot to explore with Sky too . . .”

My throat constricted. “Yes. We do. We should take every second we get with them.”

“I agree. I hope you give them every ounce of pleasure you just gave me . . . and then I want to hear about it tomorrow.”

I raised a brow, unable to stop a smile. “Yeah?”

“Yes.” She stole another kiss. “Then I want to dance with them. And then with the two of you at the same time, if you know what I mean.”

“I do.”

“Good.”

Pris winked and then slowly rolled off me right as a knock sounded at the door. We both jumped up, eyes wide.

“Beau! You in there?”

Dammit. Of course , it was Boone.

“Yeah! I’m busy!” I yelled.

“Have you seen Pris? I’ve been looking all over for her but she’s nowhere to be found.”

She pressed her lips together, looking over at me. I closed my eyes for a second and then shook my head. “Boone, she’s in here with me.”

“With you ?”

“Can we get some privacy?” Pris said loudly.

“Well, I’ll be.” Boone’s voice was full of shock and amusement. “I guess hell has frozen over.”

“Boone,” I warned.

“I’m gonna go bake a Better Than Sex Cake. Y’all got some explaining to do.”

“Boone,” we both exclaimed.

I heard his chuckle as his boots scuffed away. I shook my head again and then met Pris’ gaze.

Then we both burst out laughing.

“Well,” she said. “So much for secrets.”

“I’d never keep being with you a secret, Pris.”