Page 19 of My Cowboy Bodyguard

Amanda sucks in her lower lip before she releases it on an exhale. Her hands shake as she takes off her shirt.

Her bra is plastered to her skin, nipples showing through the lace.

“Keep going,” I say, my voice a mix of hoarseness and need.

The bra is next.

Her tits are magnificent. I want to reach for them, hold them, and taste them but if I do, I know I’ll take her right here in the mud on this riverbank.

She takes off the rest of her clothes and stands naked with her head lowered, her hair hiding her expression.

I go to her and smooth away her shield. “I’m in awe of you,” I say.

Her head snaps up. “Of me? My body?”

I spread her arms wide as I drink in her nakedness. “It’s perfect.” Guiding her hand, I put it between her legs. “Touch yourself like you were doing in the shower. I haven’t been able to get that thought out of my head.”

She turns her shoulder, angling her body away.

Cupping her hand, I use it to massage herself.

“That’s not how?—”

“Then do you touch yourself like this?” I push her hand aside and part her folds. Then I brush a finger between them.

She jolts like she got an electrical shock.

“See what my cock is doing?” I glance down at the bead of come on the tip.

“Y-yes.”

I stroke her clit, and she gasps and grips my forearms. “Oh…yes…like that.”

“No more, honey.” I stop. “That’s all the taste you get for now.”

She squeezes my forearms and scowls. “Just so you know I would still be able to come again if you give me an orgasm now.”

“I know that. But you wouldn’t come nearly as hard as you’re going to. Come here and clean the tip your king so he can get dressed.”

She looks around, then back at the river. “I don’t have…oh…you mean…”

“That’s right. With your tongue.”

She reaches out her hand, but I know if she wraps it around my cock, I’ll explode.

“No. Put your hands behind your back, lean forward, and lick it off.”

Chapter 7

Amanda

I clasp my hands behind my back as I bend toward Leo’s big, thick cock. I inch my tongue out of my mouth and carefully touch the tip of it to him.

His body jerks when I run my tongue completely across the head.

“That’s enough.” He steps, almost staggering back. “Are you hungry?”

Starving. But not for food.I nod anyway.

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