Page 7 of My Cowboy Kiss (Lucky River Cowboys #4)

Courtney

I’m home, in my bed, and River’s holding me. I’m safe. I can breathe now. Each time my mother pulls her shit, I let go of a little more of her.

He smiles at me and it’s like sunshine after a bad storm.

My heart picks up speed. I’ve always thought River was handsome.

His looks combined with his good heart make him lethal to my no relationship rule.

I’m feeling tempted. That’s why I bring up our friendship.

“You’re the greatest friend a woman could ever ask for. ”

A shadow flicks across his face, but it’s quickly gone. “Do you need a shoulder?”

“Nah. It’s the same old, same old. I let myself get pulled in thinking this time it’s going to be different. This time, she’s going to choose me by choosing to get help.” I bite down hard on my lower lip.

“It’s not you, the reason she acts the way she does. It’s the addiction to alcohol.”

“I know but…those guys hanging around there…that’s what I had to put up with almost every day.”

River stiffens. “If you tell me one of the men your mother used to have hanging around hurt you, I’m driving back there to find him.”

I shake my head. “I knew which ones to avoid. If they showed up suddenly when I was there, I either ducked out of my bedroom window or I piled furniture in front of my bedroom door. I told my mother repeatedly that I wanted to live with my grandmother, and it never mattered until one day she told me to pack my stuff because I was leaving for good.”

I hate thinking of those days. River doesn’t say anything, and I poke my finger into his side. “Why don’t you look surprised by what I said?”

“She let you go because of me. I badgered the hell out of your mom to make her let you go.”

This news surprises me. “You did?”

“I drove to find her day after day. I interrupted her at bars, when she was with men and when she was with her friends. I made myself a pain in her ass.”

“But I hadn’t told you everything about what was going on then.”

“I suspected there was always more beyond what you’d told me.”

It’s like him to see what no one else sees and it’s just like him to save me when no one else could. I snuggle close and put my head against his chest. His heart thumps beneath my ear.

And lower, I feel the thick bulge between his legs harden. I lay perfectly still, my brain racing a hundred miles an hour.

He doesn’t move either. I don’t know how to handle this. Nice cock, could you put it away? Saying that would preserve the boundaries of our friendship. But what my body wants me to say is nice cock, could you put it in me?

The lamp I have set to an automatic timer clicks on as shadows deepen in my bedroom.

I stir, moving back an inch and I swear his cock is following me. The best way to handle a situation when you don’t know what to do is with humor. Or that’s how I do it.

“Do you want to put your cock on a leash or is he planning to follow me around?”

River’s chest rumbles with laughter. He shifts, backing up and giving me space. “I didn’t realize it was obvious.”

I lean up on one arm and look down at him so he can see me rolling my eyes. “Really? News flash. You don’t have a teeny weenie. It’s very obvious.”

“I’m not sure if I should gloat or be embarrassed.”

I push against him with my knee. “Go to the bathroom and take a cold shower.”

“It won’t help if I’m near you. This isn’t an issue around anyone but you.”

“So…instead of flowers you bring me a hard on?”

River laughs again and sits up, scooting back to rest against the headboard. He crosses his arms and nudges me with his foot. “Wanna watch TV?”

“No.” I wouldn’t be able to concentrate due to thinking about that bulge.

“It’s too early to go to sleep.”

“I know.” I yank my pillow up and pummel him with it, then with the element of surprise on my side, I leap from bed and run into the living room. I reach the sofa and dart behind it, my pillow raised. “You know I’m good at this. I’m the champion whomper of pillow fighting.”

“You think you are. I’ve always let you win.”

“Sure.” I swing wildly at his chest and miss. He bops me on the shoulder with his pillow. There’s no force behind it because he’s always careful in everything he does with me to ensure I don’t get hurt.

With that thought, a lightbulb goes on. If I did let myself be more than his friend, he wouldn’t hurt me. He’d lay his life down for mine, I know that as sure as I am that I’m standing here. I also know that I want him.

As the realization sinks in, I drop my pillow and stare at him like I’m seeing him for the first time.

He frowns, giving me a wary eye. “What’s this? A new tactic?”

“Do you want to have sex?” I blurt out.

His eyes widen, then narrow. “You’re trying to distract me.” He lifts his pillow.

“Yes or no?”

He blinks. “You’re serious?”

“Yes.”

He throws the pillow and vaults cleanly over the top of the sofa, landing in front of me. “You’ve had a rough day.” A muscle jumps in his jaw. “You might be letting your emotions?—"

I take off my shirt.

“You…uh…” He swallows and his eyes flick to my bra.

I remove my shorts and push them aside. Almost naked now, it would be hella embarrassing if he said no.

His hands clench into fists. “Don’t regret me,” he says, stepping against me, his hard body now flush with mine.

He walks us backward until I’m pinned between him, that delicious boner he has, and the wall. I don’t feel trapped. I feel cocooned in warmth and safety. In his arms is not where I have to keep my guard up. I lightly touch his chin, then trace my fingertips over his lips.

“Are you going to kiss me?” I whisper.

“Among other things.”

“Other things?” A surge of wetness dampens my panties. “What kinds of things?”

“I can’t speak the cock secrets out loud. He teaches by touch and feel.”

I laugh. “Oh yeah?” I put my hand on his bulge.

“Fuck, Courtney,” he groans.

“Yes. That’s the goal,” I say. “Fuck Courtney.”

His lips crash down on mine, taking me into the heat with him. This isn’t sweet River. This is a man commanding my body’s obedience and I give it willingly. Desire coats my skin, sinking into my soul.

His tongue dances with mine and each time he sucks on the tip of it, I get wetter. My breasts feel heavy, my nipples hard and aching for his attention.

“River,” I whisper.

He breaks the kiss to unfasten my bra and take it off. I don’t feel embarrassed when his eyes feast on my bare flesh. “Perfect,” he says slowly raising his hands.

I lean forward, ready for him to hold them, ready to feel his touch for the first time.

He cups me with his hands, then tugs on my nipples. I say his name on a groan. “I want you inside of me.”

“Patience honey. I just got to this heaven. I’m not in a rush to leave.” He picks me up, his hands griping my ass firmly. “I want to touch you everywhere.”

“I’m happy with that idea. Touch away.”

In response, he squeezes my ass, and his fingers slip under the edge of my panties. I gasp when he keeps going until his fingers are between my ass cheeks. He glides them up and down. My whole body quivers, my stomach tightening with anticipation.

His mouth covers mine again and he kisses me hard as he pushes his thumb deeper into my ass. I could pass out from the pleasure shooting through me and it makes me want his cock that much more.

“River—”

He moves from my lips to my nipple, drawing it into his mouth like he’s sucking on a straw. I grip his hair and give it a tug. “I’m ready.”

“I’ll check.”

His palm is warm on my stomach as he pushes his hand down the front of my panties. “Take them off.” He lowers me to my feet without taking his hand away from my pussy. He’s cupping me now, holding me in the palm of his hand.

I push my panties to my ankles, and he parts the folds of my pussy at the same time. I’m bending over removing them as he slips one finger inside of me.

“You are ready. So fucking wet for me,” he says, his voice gruff. “Stay bent,” he orders.

I’m eye-level with his cock. I reach for the button on his jeans, and he puts a second finger inside me.

“Uh…” I gasp.

“You’re so tight. Is this too much?”

“N-No.”

“I’m glad because my cock is thick and long and wants to come home to you.”

I’m nearly delirious with lust. “Sounds perfect for me.”

“It’s for you. Every inch from the head to my balls belongs to you.”

“In that case,” I pant, “Enough foreplay. Put it in me.”

“I told you to be patient. I swear I’ll make this good for you.”

“It’s already good,” I whine when he pulls his fingers out, then thrusts them back in. He holds my chin with one hand and stares into my eyes. “I’m wondering if your come tastes as sweet as your lips.”

“Ah…” My fingers tighten around his zipper. I’m struggling to get it down.

“Would you be okay if I had some of you?”

River…going down on me…the mental image of my legs behind his ears while he does wickedly delicious things with his tongue makes me moan.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He puts his hand over mine and guides me in lowering his zipper.

“That’s a hell yes but only if you promise to put this inside of me immediately. I want to feel you inside me as I’m coming.”

He chuckles. “Which time?”

Multiple orgasms. This cowboy gets hotter every passing minute.

“You don’t look like you’d be a maniac in bed,” I tease.

“I’m not, but I’m a fucking wizard when it comes to you. I’ll make you believe in magic.”

“Hocus focus on fucking,” I say with a laugh, pushing his jeans, then his underwear down. His cock springs out and he was so right. It is thick and long.

Lowering my head, my lips are almost on the tip of it, but he tangles his fingers in my hair and pulls my head back.

“No, no. Every drop of this is going inside of you.”

“River…” My frustration shows in my tone. “I’m so fucking horny right now I feel like I’m going to melt into a puddle if you don’t do me.”

“We can’t have that, can we?” One arm goes behind my knees and he scoops me up. “I love how your tits bounce like that.” He raises me up, then lowers me fast like he’s fascinated with how my breasts bounce.