Page 42 of Don't Trust the Cowboy

“But what, darlin’?” I chuckle, kissing her there, giving her a taste.

“What if I....”

“What if you what, baby?” I say between kisses.

She sighs, exasperated. “What if I fart?”

“Then you fart. It’s okay.” I chuckle softly against her skin. “Is that all you’re afraid of?”

“Um hm.” She nods in the darkness, as I kiss her with open-mouthed kisses, just above her clit. She’s already wiggling, feeling it.

“Then we’ve got nothing to be afraid of, darlin’. Just relax and enjoy.” I say, giving her clit a gentle suck. “You want me to stop, you say so.” I whisper on her skin.

With my fingers still on her nipples, I gently suck her clit again, opening the folds, finding the mark, softly pushing her legs all the way open. When her clit sits right up, I can feel it hard against my tongue, and I start licking it, tasting her wetness, feeling her wiggle slightly, getting a rhythm for it. Once I start licking faster, cock twitching and confused, I hear her breathing get choppy, with a few moans spread in there. Fingers squeezing her breasts, I feel her back start to arch. “God...Billy.” She says quietly, as I feel her ass start to buck.

Giving her clit a suck, she moans louder. “Oh...God, that feels so good, Billy.” She pants.

Has she never had an orgasm before? Or even gotten close? I suck her clit harder, adding a rhythm, and she cries aloud. “God! Billy!” Yeah, I’ll take that as a no.

Now she’s got a real feel for it. It’s like she’s aching, hungry for more, as her hips move up and down, and I lick her in the exact spot and don’t fucking move a breath. If this turns bad she’ll never trust me in bed again. I batter her swollen clit with my tongue as fast as I can, hoping like hell to bring her home, and I see her pulling at the sheets, holding her breath and then letting it out. “Billy! Oh, God, Billy! It feels...God, it feels so....so FUCKING GOOD!” She screams. “I can’t stand it, oh, God, DON’T EVER STOP!!!” She hollers, and I lick so fast, her hardened clit is drawing a permanent line on my tongue, as wetness drips from her, and her body pulses at my mouth.

Inhuman sounds, shouts, screams come out of her, as she experiences her very first orgasm, and a powerful one at that. Her knuckles are white as she clutches the sheets, hanging on for dear life, while feeling the most intense form of pleasure she’s ever felt before. I keep licking her until her back touches the mattress, and then I give it another gentle suck, as she growls, mewls, coming down, feeling the ebbs of pleasure. When she’s a panting, smoldering mess, I slow down, kissing her folds, gently sucking them, giving her tiny bursts of pleasure, until she finally relaxes.

My cock is begging for release. My balls are blue. But I resign myself to an ice-cold shower or jerk off in a warm shower, whichever fits. I’m not having sex with her tonight. Not if it means jeopardizing anything between us. Carefully, I push her legs back together, rubbing her thighs, kissing her softly all the way back up to her lips. “You okay?” I murmur in the darkness.

“No.” She breathes. “I think I’m dead.”

I chuckle. “You’re not dead, darlin’. You just had a wicked orgasm.”

Her eyes are closed. She swallows before speaking. “I get it.”

“You get what, baby?” I kiss her on the mouth.

“I get what all the fuss is about.”

“I suppose you would.”

She opens her eyes. “Are you okay?”

I smile. “I’m just fine, love. Didn’t hurt me one bit.”

My pants are still open. I know the head is sticking out the top of my briefs, but it’s probably too dark for her to tell that. Her eyes are on my chest, and then they go to my scar, and then back to my eyes. “Are you...are you still hard?” She asks reluctantly, almost remorsefully.

“I am, love, but it’s nothing a cold shower can’t help.”

“Don’t you have to...um...do something to get rid of it?”

“Like masturbate, you mean? Well, that’s one way, but I’m not gonna do that with you right here, darlin’. That wouldn’t be proper.”

I get it. She’s curious. “How...hard, is it?”

I smile, almost cocky, and say. “It’s as hard as it’s ever been, darlin’. There is no doubt that you turn me on.”

Then she asks me something I’d never expect her to ask me in a million years.

Chapter 14

Piper

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