Page 32 of Daddy's Little Cowgirl

The sensation was unlike anything she’d ever felt. Her breasts felt heavy, and her nipples were stiff and tight. Her cunt throbbed, and the fluid leaked from her, wetting her panties.

Ellie wanted to be ready by the time he got back, so she decided to bathe early, before he came back.

She got all tingly thinking of it as their bedroom and not just his. She hadn’t moved anything from the other room except the clothes she was going to wear. She could have taken a shower in the bathroom she used before, but she wanted to be close to him in every way she could.

She stepped out of the shower and dried off. She wanted to make herself as pretty as she could for dinner. She wanted the night to turn out well, and she also thought it would help her anxiousness.

Several thoughts plagued her during the day. What if she couldn’t go all the way? What if she was horrible at it? There was no way a man like Ridge would want her if she was too afraid to have sex. She was terrified she’d disappoint him, and then he wouldn’t want her anymore.

She finished drying and brushing her hair and let it flow down her back. She wore her prettiest sundress. She added a little eye shadow, blush, and lip gloss.

Ellie stood back so she could see herself in the mirror.

“Fuck,” Ridge said from the doorway to their bathroom.

She twirled to face him. She would have been worried he didn’t like her being there except for the desire that heated his eyes.

Her eyes ran over him. Even covered in dirt and sweat, he was still the most handsome man she’d ever seen.

“Baby, you are so beautiful, and I want my hands on you more than anything, but I don’t want to get you dirty, and I want us to have dinner before I bring you back to our room. So, if that sounds good to you, you need to run, or I’ll have you stripped and on your back within a minute.”

She stared at him with wide eyes as her body turned fiery. Her nipples were hard and pressed against her bra, and her cream saturated her panties. She knew they had planned to eat, but she wanted him so much she didn’t want to wait another minute.

“Ellie, I’m not kidding. You need to hustle out of here. I’ll meet you downstairs.”

“W…what if I don’t want to wait?” she whispered. She could tell that surprised him.

Ridge growled and started stripping. “You stand right there. Don’t move.”

She shook her head. “I won’t.” Her eyes widened as his naked body stood before her.

Ridge started the water and turned to look at her.

She knew he caught her staring at his cock and she felt a blush heat her face, but she couldn’t look away. It wasn’t fully erect, and it worried her because even like that, he looked big.

Ellie bit her lip when Ridge fisted his cock and started stroking up and down. She licked her lip when she saw the drop of his cum on the tip of his cock. Her eyes jerked to his when he cursed.

“Close your eyes,” he said in a gruff tone.

“Why?” she asked.

“Because I’m trying to stay in control, but it’s impossible when you look at me like you want to eat me.”

She nodded and pressed her eyes closed. Since she couldn’t see, the sounds coming from the shower were more prominent and sexier somehow.

As she waited, she thought of his body. He was so muscular. More than what she had guessed, seeing him in his clothes. His body above his jeans was tanned to a warm teak color, telling her he spent a lot of hours shirtless during the day. There were also several tattoos she could see on his upper arms that she wanted to study later. The little patch of hair in the middle of his back looked soft, and she couldn’t wait to rub her lips against it.

The bottom half of him was just as appealing. He didn’t have the tan he did on his upper body, but the size of his thighs and the way the muscle under his skin bulged when he moved made him seem invincible. There was hair on them, but it was not a lot. Even his feet looked strong and masculine.

His hands were one of her favorite parts of him. They were callused and had scars. They were massive, with the veins and tendons protruding. She’d dreamed about those hands on her body several times.

The shower turned off, but she kept her eyes closed.

He chuckled as he wrapped a towel around his hips. “Good girl. Go stand by the bed.”

She nodded and turned.

Ellie heard him on the house phone. She gasped and stiffened for a moment when he pressed up against her back with an arm around her waist, anchoring her tightly against him. Her head fell back when he started using his teeth and lips to stroke her neck and shoulders. God. He was making her whole body sensitive and feeling like she had a flame burning inside her.

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