Page 16 of Her Filthy Cowboy

Panting, Savannah removes her hand from between her legs. A needy whine escapes her.

“Good girl.” I pump my fist over my cock as I drink in the delicious sight of her splayed out before me. Her body is flushed and trembling, her perfect tits heaving with each ragged breath.

I’ve never been more turned on in my life.

“Spread your legs wider,” I instruct. “Hold yourself open for me. I want to see everything.”

Savannah reaches down and uses her fingers to spread her glistening folds apart, giving me an unobstructed view of her soaked pink flesh. Her opening is fluttering wildly and her clit is swollen and throbbing.

“Look at you. So wet and ready for me. I’m going to taste you until you’re shaking and coming all over my face.”

Groaning, I drop to my knees before her. I hook my arms under her thighs and yank her to the edge of the bed. “Hold yourself open for me just like that. Don’t move your hands.”

Savannah whimpers but obeys, using her fingers to keep her glistening folds spread wide. Unable to resist any longer, I bury my face between her legs.

“Fuck, you taste incredible,” I growl against her flesh. “So sweet. I could feast on you for hours.”

“Oh, yes,” Savannah gasps, fisting her hands in my hair as she grinds against my face. “Don’t stop!”

I have no intention of stopping. I lap at Savannah’s pussy like a man starved.

Her thighs start to tremble, and I slide two fingers deep inside her, curling them just right as I suck on her clit. Savannah’s back arches off the bed, a strangled cry escaping her lips as she climaxes.

I pull back and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand as I admire my handiwork. Savannah looks utterly wrecked, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine. The hunger I see there matches my own.

I brush a strand of hair from her face. “We’re just getting started, baby.”

Chapter Six

SAVANNAH

I gaze upat Brody as he positions himself between my thighs. The moonlight streaming through the window highlights every chiseled muscle of his bare chest.

I’ve never seen a man so utterly gorgeous.

He looks down at me with a predatory gleam in his eyes that makes heat pool low in my belly. As he lines himself up, I can’t help but marvel at his impressive size. A thrill of nervous excitement runs through me.

Brody leans down, his lips brushing my ear as he whispers, “Can I fuck you bare, honey? I want to feel all of you tonight. Nothing between us.”

I reach up to run my hands over his broad shoulders, reveling in the feel of his warm skin beneath my palms. I’ve never had sex without protection before. A part of me knows I should probably say no. But looking into Brody’s eyes, seeing the raw need there, I nod.

A triumphant smile curves Brody’s lips. “Tell me you want it, Savannah. I need to hear you say it.”

Heat floods my cheeks. “I want you inside me, Brody. No condom. Please.”

I can’t help the gasp that escapes me as Brody plunges deep inside. He’s thick and deliciously hard, stretching me in ways I’ve never experienced before.

“Fuck, Savannah.” He growls in my ear and moves his hips. “You feel amazing. So tight and wet for me.”

His words send a wave of arousal gushing through me. I’ve never been one for dirty talk, but hearing those filthy things in Brody’s deep, gravelly voice is doing things to me.

He starts fucking me harder, his powerful body driving into mine. I wrap my legs around his waist to pull him closer. The friction is incredible, and each thrust hits spots I didn’t even know existed.

Brody throws his head back and groans. “Goddamn, this pussy fucks like a dream. I always knew it would. I always knew it would feel just like this.”

I moan in response, unable to form coherent words. The raw passion, the intensity. It’s overwhelming in the best possible way.

Suddenly, I feel a familiar tension building. “Brody, I think I’m going to?—”

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