Page 15 of Her Filthy Cowboy

“Keep going,” I urge.

Savannah reaches back to unclasp her bra. Her heavy breasts spill free and my hands itch to touch them, to feel their weight in my palms. But I resist, wanting to savor the show she’s putting on for me.

Next, she hooks her thumbs into the sides of her panties and shimmies them down her long legs.

“Fuck, baby,” I groan, drinking in the sight of her naked body. “You’re perfection.”

My gaze rakes over her full tits, soft waist, and flaring hips. Between her thighs, her pussy is bare and glistening with arousal. I lick my lips, already imagining how she’ll taste when I bury my face between her legs.

“Lie back on the bed and spread yourself open for me,” I command. “I want to see that pussy.”

Savannah’s thighs part instantly. The sight of her, open and waiting for me, nearly brings me to my knees.

“Gorgeous. Now, touch yourself for me. Let me see you how you get yourself off when you’re alone.”

Savannah’s blush deepens but she does as I say, trailing her fingertips down her body until she’s circling her clit. She lets out a breathy little moan that shoots straight to my cock.

“That’s it, baby.” I palm myself through my jeans as I watch her. “Just like that. You’re so fucking sexy.”

Savannah’s hips start to undulate as she rubs herself faster. Her other hand comes up to knead her tits, tugging and pinching her rosy nipples until they pebble under her touch.

I groan low in my throat. “You have no idea what you do to me, baby. I’m so fucking hard right now.”

She gives me a coy smile. “I want to see what I’m doing to you.”

I don’t hesitate, dropping my pants and boxers in one swift motion.

My cock springs free and I wrap my hand around my thick shaft and lazily stroke myself from root to tip. “Like what you see?”

She swallows hard. “You’re so big. I’m not sure if?—”

“It’ll fit.”

“But I?—”

“Trust me, honey.” My eyes lock on hers as I continue to stroke myself. “We’ll make it fit. Even if it takes all night. You just focus on making a mess over there. Help me slide in deep.”

Savannah starts to whimper as her fingers move faster.

“You like this, don’t you?” I growl. “You like putting on a show for your man.”

“Yes.” She moans and arches her back. “I love you watching me.”

“Tell me what you’re thinking about. What’s making that sweet pussy so wet, baby?”

She slips a finger inside her clenching hole. “I’m thinking about your big cock stretching me open.”

My dick jerks in my hand at her words. I love that my girl gives as good as she gets when it comes to dirty talk.

“Is that what you want? My big cock filling up that tight little hole until you cream all over it?”

“Yes, Brody.” The desperation in her voice nearly makes me burst into flames. “That’s what I want.” Her hips start to buck off the bed, and I can tell she’s close.

“Don’t you dare come yet,” I growl. “I want my tongue inside you when you do.”

“But I don’t think I?—”

“I said wait, baby.”

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