Page 167 of Ride a Cowboy

Because he was fucking in love with her. Because he didn’t like her prick of an ex using her—trying to have his cake and eat it too. The bastard asked for a break, but rather than walk away and leave her alone, he kept calling, kept her on an invisible rope Sienna couldn’t seem to see. He didn’t say any of that. Instead…

“I don’t think it’s a good idea for you two to keep talking. I thought you were trying to move forward. Find out who you are without him.”

The anger he’d seen sparking at his questions faded. “I’m doing that. A few phone calls aren’t stopping me.” He didn’t agree.

She stepped closer. “Are we really going to waste tonight talking about Josh?”

He didn’t want to, but it seemed like avoiding the topic wasn’t working for them.

Sienna ran her hand along his chest. “You promised me another present.”

He remembered the little package he had wrapped and placed on his nightstand. Thoughts of Josh were wiped away as he pictured Sienna wearing her new gifts. Maybe he didn’t have a ton of money or a fancy degree to offer, but he knew how to touch her so she shimmered like a lake in the moonlight. For now, it would have to be enough. His cock thickened.

“You already opened one of yours. Now it’s my turn to unwrap a gift.” Daniel lifted the green scarf from her neck, placing it around his. Then he reached for the hem of her sweater, wasting no time dragging the cashmere away from her body. Soft as the material was, it didn’t hold a candle to the delicate texture of her bare skin. His gaze caught sight of her black bra, the lacy little bit of nothing that accentuated her breasts perfectly.

“New?” he asked.

She nodded. “Hope gave it to me. Said she thought you might like it.”

“I’ll have to remember to thank her.”

Sienna giggled. “My cousins love you.”

While he knew she meant her words as a compliment, they stung a bit. He wasn’t as interested in the love of her cousins as he was in hers. Instead, he pushed the thought away, running his finger along the tops of her breasts.

Sienna inhaled softly. She seemed to enjoy his light touch as much as his rougher strokes.

“You’re leaving the bra on.”

She blinked. “I am?”

“Hell yeah. I love the way that looks on you.”

She grinned, her hands moving to the button on her jeans. “Then you’re in for a treat, because there are matching panties.”

He swatted her hands away when she started to unzip her pants. “My present,” he reminded her.

He finished the task she’d begun, making short work of her jeans after she kicked off her boots. She was right. The thong that matched her bra was equally deadly to his self-control.

The thin lace of her bra did nothing to hide her pebbled nipples. Daniel leaned forward, cupping her flesh to take a taste. He used the lace between his tongue and her sensitive nub to build her arousal.

Sienna’s hands gripped his hair tightly, holding him to her as she silently begged for more. Her breasts were a hot spot for her. A few hard sucks and well-timed nips could drive her to the edge quickly. Daniel was determined that—one day in the future—he’d buy her nipple clamps and play with her breasts until she came. Unfortunately, this was all still too new. Though he tried to draw out each night, squeezing as many exciting experiences in as possible, the truth was she was simply too powerful for him to resist. She’d whimper or touch him a certain way and his restraint would shatter until he had no choice but to fuck her or die.

“Bedroom,” he growled.

Sienna led him along the narrow hallway, his gaze glued to the way her thong did nothing to shield her gorgeous ass. He sucked in some much-needed air. He had planned tonight out carefully, until every detail was likely to be etched in his fantasies forever.

He grinned at the irony. He’d convinced Sienna that life could be fun if she was willing to go with the flow, to give up her need to plan everything to the nth degree and let things happen naturally. However, since taking her to his bed, he’d lost that ability himself. She inspired a million fantasies and he was determined to see every single one of them transpire.

Sienna crawled onto the bed before rolling onto her back and beckoning him with the crook of her finger. It would be so easy to join her there. To climb over her body and take her. God knew that was what his cock was voting for.

“Not yet.”

She started to sit up when he didn’t come closer. He jumped into action. Placing one knee on the bed by her side, he pressed her shoulders back to the mattress before grasping her wrists.

He raised them to the headboard. “Leave them there.”

Sienna’s breathing accelerated, her chest rising and falling more rapidly.

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