Page 41 of Don't Trust the Cowboy

She nods, nose still pressed up against mine. Chest still rubbing my chest, making me feel things that I shouldn’t be feeling.

“Well, because if I was drunk, I wouldn’t have any self-control. And I’d be makin’ love to you right now.”

A flash of something passes through her eyes. “You would?”

“Of course I would. You’re the most beautiful, smartest, most hardworking girl I know. And you’re also as sexy as hell right now.” I murmur to her.

“I’m sexy?”

I answer with a nod.

“You...are very sexy, too.” She says, biting her lip, doing things to me I hope to God she doesn’t know about.

“You think so?” I ask, playing along.

She nods, biting her lip again. “I want to kiss you.”

“Yeah...I wanna kiss you, too, darlin’. All over. All night. Until you beg me to stop. But not like this. You’re drunk and I’m not going to let you have your first time be like that.”

It’s like she’s hanging on to my every word. Like she’s feeding off me. “Tell me again.”

“Tell you what again?” I chuckle softly, feeling my cock stand up, as her voice changes to needy.

“Tell me what you’d do to me. Say how you’d kiss me all over.”

She wants to talk dirty? It’s on. “I’d kiss you all over your body, not missing an inch. Suck this beautiful, tender lip of yours, and make love to you all night, not stopping until the crack of dawn.”

“I want you...I want you to do that...to me. Now...” She breathes.

“Baby, I can’t do that. I have a personal rule here. I don’t take advantage of women when they’ve been drinking, okay?” I say, brushing my fingers through her hair, wishing like hell that she didn’t drink, that she was in her right mind right now. My cock twitches as she rubs her body up against me, almost begging for me to fuck her, but no matter how bad either of us wants it, I’m not fucking up what we have by doing it. I love her too much. I sigh, drinking her in, feeling her writhe. Then I have a thought. “But...we can have a little fun if you want.”

She kisses me, semi-chastely, making me weak in the knees. “What kind of fun?”

“The kind that won’t get either of us in trouble.” I tell her softly, as I take her hand in mine and lead her to my room. The light stays off and I close the door, leaving us in darkness. “Lay down on your back, darlin’.”

“Aren’t you going to kiss me?” She says, as I take off my shirt and undo my pants, just enough to let junior have some air, but not taking them down.

“I will, baby, just lay down.” I chuckle, listening to her squeal with excitement.

I hear her lay on the pillows, and I hover over her, finding her lips with mine. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness, and I look into her eyes. “God, I must love you. I’ve never done this before for another woman.”

I can see her smile in the moonlight coming in from the window. “I love you, too, Billy.”

With that, I kiss her tenderly, sucking her bottom lip. Then I open my mouth, tilt my head sideways, and slide my tongue inside her mouth. She responds with a soft moan, making my cock twitch. After she gets a feel for the French kissing, her tongue meets mine in time with my movements, like this is a choreographed thing. “Oh, you’re such a good kisser, Billy.” She breathes between kisses, as I listen to our lips smacking in the silence.

“You...you’re an amazing kisser.” I whisper against her lips, feeling my cock completely harden, and wondering how I’m going to do this without fucking her so hard.

My lips trail down her jawline, as I lift her shirt, sliding my hands under it, until her bra is completely exposed. After I trap the silk in my teeth, I pull it up, and suck her breasts, as she wiggles under me. “God, Billy...” She breathes, and I have no idea how far she’s gotten before, but I’m guessing not this far. Her hands skate all over my chest and back, but I don’t let her touch my cock, or it’s game over. Finding the closure on her pants, I fumble to get them open, and then I do a quick change, replacing my hands on her breasts, while I trail kisses down her belly, kissing the exposed areas all the way down.

Sliding her pants south, I’m kissing as I go, leaving her panties on...for now. I don’t want her to get frightened, should she figure out what my plan is, before it’s executed. Open-mouthed kisses down her thighs, as I gently pull her panties down, exposing her downy hairs and her very hungry, very wet clit. As my mouth makes its way to the apex of her thighs, she tenses. “Billy, I don’t know about this.”

I rest my chin on her belly and look at her, rubbing her nipples, keeping her warm, while she works through this. “I’ll stop if y’all want me to, baby, but I promise you it’s not going to hurt. You’re going to feel it wet and strange for a few seconds, and then it’s going to get better and better, until you feel a big wave of pleasure. It’s important to just relax and let go. Nothing bad is going to happen, darlin’. I promise you that.”

She cups her face with her hands. “But...”

“Baby, what’s the worst thing that could happen, hm? You don’t like it, I stop. I’m not seeing much since it’s dark, and I can’t get you pregnant this way.”

“But...”

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