Page 10 of My Cowboy Kiss (Lucky River Cowboys #4)

Courtney

We planned to meet at seven, but River is at my door fifteen minutes early wearing faded jeans and a black button-up shirt. In his hands, he’s holding wildflowers wrapped in brown bouquet paper.

All these years of knowing him, of seeing him as my best friend and now I see him as a man. One I suddenly feel giddy being around.

“I brought you flowers instead of a hard on.”

I laugh and take the flowers, and we stand there for a few minutes before we move at the same time. Leaning into each other, we kiss softly and if feels flowers are blooming in my heart.

“I’ll put these up,” I say when he lifts his head.

He traces his thumb under my lower lip where I’m guessing my lipstick smeared because it’s on his lips too. I reach up and wipe his lips. Lips that can deliver such pleasure…

“I have somewhere I want to take you,” he says.

That breaks me out of my trance, and I wave him in. “I’ll be ready as soon as I take care of these.” In the kitchen, I find a jar and put the flowers in, then set them in the middle of the table. “They’re so pretty.”

“Not as pretty as you,” he says from behind me.

For a second, I think he’s going to wrap his arms around me, but he doesn’t. He takes my hand and leads me out to the truck.

He drives to a dirt road that snakes along the back of Lucky River, and I know exactly where we’re heading. There’s a secluded spot on the back of the river that takes some effort to get through because the land isn’t cleared.

But it’s pretty and private with an abundance of wildflowers. River and I used to hang out there on weekends. We’d read or do homework or listen to music. My heart starts beating funny as the truth blossoms and I see it clearly now.

Those long summer days and nights and those chilly fall and winter days I wasn’t just hanging out with my best friend. I was slowly falling in love minute by minute. I’ve loved this man for years.

This information both elates and scares me. I love him, he wants me, but then what?

We reach the end of the road and River takes out a lantern and carries it while we hike through the trees and brush to get to our spot. He goes ahead of me, pushing things out of the way so I can get through easier.

When we arrive, he sets the lantern down near a circle of rocks we’d gathered years ago and used to sit on.

The only noise comes from the river gushing down below us. We lay back on the grass, hands behind our heads looking up at the stars.

“I got my name from this river,” he says. “After Gavin and Frances brought us home, they told us we could do anything we wanted to do. Be anything we wanted to be. None of us were used to having the freedom to think for ourselves.”

My mouth goes dry. River doesn’t usually mention the past. That he’s doing so now means something is going on. I automatically assume it’s bad news because that’s what I do when I get worried.

“I didn’t know you changed your name.”

“I was glad to shed every bit of ties to a past I hate. I thought changing my name meant I could be someone new.” He breathes deeply. “But I was still me with all the hurt and anger and grief. Just with a different name.”

I put my hand on his and he laces our fingers together.

“I’m telling you this because I need you to know that I’m not perfect.

I don’t lose my temper easily. Except if someone is trying to hurt you and then I get mad.

I’ve traveled a lot trying to deal with what happened to me and find out where I belong.

Then I got the call about the ranch and returned home. ”

“Is something going on for you to tell me this?”

He turns his head to look at me. “I’m telling you this because I’ve realized while I was trying to outrun the past that being a cowboy is all I want to do. I’ll always have to work long, hard hours. I don’t reckon I’ll ever be a rich man.”

“Okay…”

“I’m telling you this now because what I’m about to say might impact your life.”

Now I’m more worried. “Just tell me.”

“It might seem abrupt or too soon to you but it’s not new to me at all. I love you. I’ve loved you for years and I don’t want to stand on the sidelines any longer.”

He sits up and digs in his pocket, taking out a gold wedding band. He holds it out. “Marry me, Courtney. I swear your heart will forever be safe with me.”

I spring to a sitting position, unable to prevent myself from crying. I fling my arms around him. “I love you. I love you so much.”

River’s hands shake when he touches my back, and he buries his face in the side of my neck.

“You’ll marry me?” His words are slightly muffled against my skin.

“I will!” I wipe my tears, then put my hands on his face and pepper him with kisses.

“I want you,” he says. “Right here in this place that holds my sweetest memories of you.”

“Then take me, cowboy.”

River

Courtney lies on her back and holds out her arms. This beautiful woman loves me. I don’t know how fate could give me such a gift but I’ll forever treasure and protect her.

I go into her arms, laying my body on hers. Her short dress rumples at the bottom, sliding up to show her thighs. I scoot it higher until her dainty red panties are revealed. The center of them is damp.

“You’re ready for me?” I ask in surprise.

“I was ready the second you showed up at my door.”

“I’m that sexy, huh?” I grin and push the panties to one side, then unzip my jeans and pull my cock free.

“You are and we’re not going to undress?”

“No.”

“The spot is secluded,” she protests.

I touch my cock to her opening, then ease the tip inside. Her wetness slicks across me. “It’s not about anyone seeing us. Do you really want me to take the time to undress us?”

She shakes her head. “No, but I can’t spread my legs wide with my panties on.”

“I know. Trust me, it’ll be good.” I push deeper in.

“ Ohhh …I see what you mean…my movement is limited.”

“But mine is not. You lie still and I’ll do all the work. I’ll get you there.”

I thrust in and pull back, then thrust again.

“Lift your arms,” I say.

When she does, her cleavage pushes higher out of the top of her dress where I can taste the swell of her tits. I kiss the soft skin, gently grazing my teeth across it.

“Go deeper,” she whispers, then moans. “Like that. It feels so good to have you in me.”

“I kind of like it myself,” I say, and she laughs.

Then she slaps my ass. “Give me that cock. You’re being too careful.”

“The ground might be rough. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re always so careful and so aware of me. I want you to fuck me hard and fast.”

“I don’t think?—”

I’m jolted out of that thought when she does something with her pussy muscles. It’s like she’s squeezing my cock. Then I feel her hand slide down between us and she touches her clit.

“Every time you push into me, it makes my finger press my clit and it feels so nice.”

“Then have it good and hard.” I push in a little deeper.

“Did I ever tell you what I thought when I first noticed the bulge between your legs? You were in jeans and no shirt, and you’d tipped your head back to pour water on your heated skin.

While you had your eyes closed and your face toward the sky, I was eye-feasting on you, thinking about what your cock would look like. ”

I grunt and move faster, and she moans. “You can have this cock all day and all night, my Courtney.”

“That’s right. I’m yours and I’m going to have it in my pussy pulsating, and I’ll have it in my mouth and I’m there…I’m—” She arches her back and cries my name.

“Fuuck!” I shoot my load and piston my cock into her, driving my body until I’m empty. The second I’ve got my wits about me again, I roll over, taking her with me so she’s off the hard ground.

I kiss her, then brush my hands up and down her back to wipe away any debris. “Are you okay?”

“I’m…so okay.”

“I want us to go tell my folks we’re getting married.”

“Fine with me,” she stands and strips down. “But I’m going to rinse off in the river if we’re going there.”

I get naked too and walk down the bank to the edge of the water. When she bends over to cup water, I get behind her and take her clit between my fingers.

She sucks in a breath. “So good.”

She keeps her ass in the air while I insert two fingers inside her while moving my thumb across her clit.

Her body bows as she suddenly comes. She stumbles and I catch her before she hits the water.

“I think you’re right,” she says once she stands. “You are a wizard, and I do believe in magic.”

I laugh and we bathe each other, interspersing the washing with kisses. By the time we get through, we’re both chilled.

I help her dress, then put on my clothes. As we walk back to the truck, I take her hand in mine, my heart full.

It’s been the best night of my life with the woman I love, and I know that everything is going to work out for us perfectly.