Page 8 of My Cowboy Kiss (Lucky River Cowboys #4)

“What is it with guys and boobs?” I ask.

“I don’t know. I only know how I feel when I see yours.”

He drops me onto the bed and watches as my tits bounce from the movement.

“And how’s that?”

“Like I’ve got the world’s most painful hard on.” He strips off his jeans and shirt and drops them onto the floor by the bed.

His body is breathtaking. Tanned and hardened from long hours under the sun working the land.

I notice a few scars below his navel, but I don’t mention them. I know they’re probably part of the hell he’s been through at The Gentle Children’s Home.

His hands close around my ankles and he drags me to the edge of the bed. “Spread your legs. You don’t know how much I’ve always wanted to say that to you.”

I spread my legs and his eyes darken.

“This beautiful pussy.” He runs his fingers through the curls, then traces the outline of my sex.

“River! Fuck now. Admire later.”

“So bossy. What is you want? Hmm?”

I gesture to my wide-open legs and smirk. “I’d think it was obvious.”

“Oh. You want this?” He sticks his tongue out and swipes it across the top of my pussy.

I gasp and grab a handful of his hair.

He pulls my hand away, pinning it to my side. “What is it you want?”

“I want you!”

“Yeah, that is obvious. What do you want me to do?”

I can feel my wetness soaking the sheet beneath me. “Put your mouth on me and eat me out.”

“Then?”

“I don’t know…do your thing?”

“My thing?”

I lift up on my elbows and glare at me. “Dammit, River. Stop playing with me or…or I’ll spank you.”

He grins. “Don’t make me show you who’d end up getting a spanking between the two of us. Now pay attention because I’m going to repeat myself again and again.”

“Repeat yourself?”

“On you.”

Then he fucking blows my mind when pushes his tongue against my clit.

I grip his hair again and tilt my hips up toward his face. He pancakes his tongue and if feels like he’s using it everywhere at once. Inside me, on my clit, sucking on my fold and I writhe beneath his mouth.

It’s so intense that my muscles contract and it’s hard to take a deep breath. I’m trying to stay lifted up so I can watch him going down on me, but I can’t handle the pleasure and I collapse back onto the bed, moaning and squirming.

He puts his tongue in me, rolling it and flattening it and at the same time, he inserts a finger. I explode so fucking hard that my toes curl.

Wave after wave of extasy grips me, crashing over me and I’m boneless, melting into the orgasm.

River’s weight covers my body, and I welcome the solidness of him. His cock touches my pussy and then he’s pushing inside, stretching me as I’m coming. I cry his name and shatter completely.

River

My cock is buried to the hilt inside of the woman I love. Her muscles are contracting from her orgasm, squeezing me and I close my eyes, forcing my body not to release.

When her body relaxes, I lean down and kiss her. As I push into her and pull back, her nipples rub up and down my chest. It’s so fucking erotic. Feeling that while at the same time having her pussy surround my cock.

She scrapes her nails across my back, then presses her hands on my ass. “Harder,” she says.

I don’t listen. Instead, I pull back to let the tip of my cock rub her swollen clit. Faster and faster.

Her head tips back and she grips my shoulder as she dives into another release.

“There you go. Now take this dick nice and deep. You like feeling my balls slap against you?”

“Yes…oh my…”

“You’re so warm and tight,” I groan rocking us fast.

“Let me have it. Hard…yes…” She arches her hips, pushing back against my cock.

I’d planned to take a lot longer with her, but I’ve wanted Courtney forever and this feels so damn good. Too good to hold back any longer. I come inside of her like the force of an explosion. I clamp my lips together to keep from shouting how much I love her.

When my body is spent, I lie on top of her, my heart trying to regain function.

“Wow,” she says. “That was…so freaking good.”

I kiss her, trying to capture this moment in my brain. I don’t ever want to forget how it felt to be with her for the first time. It was better than anything I dreamed of.

She kisses me back and I finger her lightly, tapping my fingers on her swollen bud. She opens her mouth beneath mine as another orgasm takes her.

Then she thumps my shoulder, and I roll off her.

“You’re solid muscle but you’re heavy,” she explains, dragging in a breath.

“I have to be strong to carry around this big cock.”

She laughs.

“You’ll notice I’m built better than any of my brothers.”

She laughs again. “I’ve never noticed their bulges the way I have yours.”

“This sounds like a great bedtime story. Tell me more. I’m betting there’s a happy ending coming.”

“You’re impossible sometimes, you know that?”

“It’s the big cock. It pulls the blood from my brain.”

She leaps onto me, straddling me. “Enough with the cock jokes.”

“I’m not a joke when it’s the truth.”

She begins to tickle me. “I’ll show no mercy if you don’t stop.”

I easily capture her hands and pin them together in mine. I use my strength to pull her up my body and then down, rubbing her sensitive clit against my cock.

“You’re so good at this,” she moans.

I keep it up until she comes again. As she’s coming, I lean up and suckle on the side of her stomach, leaving my mark.

She collapses onto me. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to move again.”

I stroke her soft, silky hair. “You’ll definitely be sore tomorrow.”

Courtney sits up on me. “You think?”

“Because I want to spend the night with you.”

Her throat works. “Why?”

“I’ll make you dinner.”

“And?”

“Then I’ll draw you a warm bath.”

Her voice gets huskier. “And?”

“And I’ll let you blow me.”

She laughs and smacks my chest before she climbs from the bed.

I lunge to catch her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her back down in front of me. Again the urge to tell her how much I love her hits but I don’t want to scare her heart away from mine.

“Anything you want to tell me?” I ask, keeping my voice steady.

“I’m still on birth control.”

“I already know that.”

She looks over her shoulder at me. “You do?”

“You tell me everything. You said you had bad period cramps and getting on the pill helped with that.”

“You remember that?”

“I do and I remember that day your period was on, and I came over and you were snarling because you didn’t have any chocolate.”

“I do not snarl.”

“Sure.”

“And I do not tell you everything.”

“What secrets are you keeping?” I nuzzle her ear.

Her body stiffens.

“Sorry. You don’t like that?”

“N-no. It’s fine.”

We lie together until she pats my hand and says she wants to take a shower. As she walks into the bathroom, I close my eyes intending to rest for just a moment and I dream of Courtney.