Page 25 of Big Rowdy Cowboy

Chapter 14

Zac

The moment we’re inside my house, I have her up against my front door. I can’t wait a moment longer to have my hands all over her.

I drop my head until I’m so close that we’re sharing the same air. Her breaths are my breaths, and I can feel the heat coming from her body. Watching her pupils widen with arousal makes my cock even harder. “You’re so damn sexy.”

“Tell me what you’re going to do to me.” The tremor in her voice is my undoing.

I slide my hands around these curves I’ve spent hours fantasizing about. Lower and lower, I move. The entire time I’m studying her face. I want to know everything she likes, exactly how she prefers to be touched. My greedy fingers find the apex of her thighs.

I cup her sweet mound. Even though there are layers of fabric between us, I could nearly come right here. I want nothing more than to probe her soft, swollen folds with my fingers.

“I’m going to claim this tight little pussy. Going to fill your beautiful cunt until every step you take tomorrow reminds you of what it feels like to be owned by me.”

She whimpers and I lose all control. I lower my head and press my lips against hers. A kiss like this should be sweet and tender. But instead I kiss her with all the intensity I’ve been holding back. The energy coursing between us is fierce and primal. There’s no way to hold back, no way to contain it and I don’t want to.

My tongue sweeps into her mouth, claiming her. Demanding that she give me what I want. I’ll take everything she’s willing to give me. I’ll consume her until there’s nothing left.

“Zac,” she groans my name when I part from her long enough to let her greedily suck in oxygen. Fuck it all, my name on her lips is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard, and it makes my cock swell even more behind my pants. That’s when I realize she’s thrusting her pussy into my hand. She’s shamelessly rubbing her cunt against my big fingers.

“Do you ever touch this sweet pussy?” I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve gotten off to the thought of her touching herself. Of looming over her and watching her stick her hand down her panties. I’d listen as she touched herself, savor every sweet inhale.

“Sometimes,” she murmurs. Her cheeks are pink, and her eyes are glassy. Her hips are circling my fingers, desperately seeking her release.

“Do you think of me when you do it?” I demand. If she calls some other fucker’s name right now, I’ll lose my shit. I can’t stand the idea that she might be touching what’s mine and calling someone else’s name.

“Every. Time.” Her words are a harsh gasp, like she can’t believe she admitted that to me.

“Then you’ve earned a reward, my good girl.”

She moans, low in the back of her throat. She likes being called mine and I file that away. She belongs to me. All of her, body and soul.

I flip up the bottom of her dress and plunge my fingers into her panties. She’s so slick and wet, her curls are soaked. The rightness of touching her like this settles over me. I should be doing this every damn day, taking care of my woman and keeping her satisfied with relentless orgasms.

I trace her folds and when I find her entrance, I sink my finger into her. The wet heat has me swallowing a groan. She’s perfect. Tight enough to drive a man wild. But she’ll never take me if I don’t stretch her first.

She throws her head back, smacking it into the wall. She closes her eyes and lets out a low hum. “That’s…yeah.”

“Eyes on me,” I growl as I add a second finger to make her nice and full, the way she’ll be when my cock is shoved deep inside of her. I crook my fingers, finding that special spot. At the same time, my thumb circles her engorged clit. “Your orgasms are mine. You look me in the eye when you come.”

She looks at me then, giving me a glimpse at that deep blue gaze. She’s the ocean and I could drown in her eyes. I’d never find my way to shore. Never want to. “There’s a good girl. Now come for me.”

My permission was exactly what she was waiting for. I know it by the way her cunt squeezes my fingers so tightly and the shuddering breath she lets out. Her whole body goes taut only to relax again. The soft smile she offers me is dreamy and damn, I feel like the only man in the world when she’s looking at me like that.

I pull my hand from her panties and keep my gaze on her face. I want her to see this. I lick my fingers clean slowly, savoring every taste of her. Later, I’ll spread her out and fuck her with my tongue. But for now, I need inside of her before I come all over my pants like I did last night when I ate her out.

“In my bed,” I demand.

Dotty

When Zac tells me to get in the bed, I nod eagerly and hurry toward his bedroom. It’s like my body is synced to his. He could tell me to do anything in this moment, and I would. The way he issues commands in that gritty voice, how he calls me his good girl. He makes me want to obey. I crave his approval and praise.

“Like this?” I ask as I stretch out on my back. I’m still in my dress and my soaked panties. But I don’t dare move to take them off. I want him to be the one to do it. I want Zac’s big hands yanking off my dress and tearing away my panties. I want this sexy man to do whatever he wants to my body.

“Panties off,” he grinds out as he follows me into the room. He’s closed the door and is standing against it with his arms folded across his chest.

I’m disappointed that he won’t be the one getting me naked, but I reach for my dress. I want to hear him call me his good girl again.

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