Page 71 of Wild, Wild Cowboy

Zack:

I miss you.

Hannah:

Do you have plans for Friday night? I know ranch chores don’t stop for the weekend, but I could come out to Lodestar, if that’s okay.

Zack:

That’s cute.

Hannah:

What it?

Zack:

That you think I’m waiting until Friday to see you. Open your door.

With a sharp squeal of excitement, I rushed to the door and pulled it open. “Zack! What are you?—”

It was as far as I got before his mouth crashed down on mine. He wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned back, taking me off the floor, and walked us inside. He kicked the door shut behind him while I returned his kiss like he had just come back from war.

Ridiculous.

I didn’t care.

“Hey, you,” I said breathlessly as he set me back down on my feet.

His lips hooked up. “Hey.”

We stood there, smiling goofy smiles at each other. He straightened my glasses, and my smile became exponentially more goofy, if that was possible.

Then he dropped to his knees. “Have I told you how much I love your skirts? Here, hold this.” He scooped up handfuls of fabric and deposited them in my arms. “God, I’m so fucking hungry,” he muttered as he dragged my underwear down my legs. “Step out, duchess. I have you.” He squeezed my hips.

My arms full of my dress, I wobbled slightly as I lifted one foot, then the other, to kick my underwear aside. “We can go to the bedroom.”

“I’m not waiting another second to eat you, Hannah. Evie,no. Shoo.” He gently pushed the little cat away from my ankles and I bit back a grin.

He lifted one of my legs and slung it over his shoulder, then cupped my bottom and brought me to his mouth. When he buried his face there, we both groaned.

For once, I didn’t think about coming. I was too busy thinking abouthim. The way he smelled like summer. The sounds he made as he devoured me. I didn’t think about coming as he dragged his tongue down my lips. I didn’t think about coming as he found my clit and sucked. I didn’t think about coming as he pushed one finger inside me, then another.

So when an orgasm came barreling down on me like a freight train, it caught me by surprise. I rocked my hips against his mouth, dropped my skirt in favor of grabbing Zack by his hair, and hung on for dear life.

My legs shook as he lapped up every last drop. Slowly he pushed to his feet.

“That was so good, duchess. Here, taste.” He kissed me and I tasted myself on his tongue, sweet and tangy. “All right,nowwe can go to the bedroom.”

He scooped me into his arms and I laughed. “Are you giving me a ride, cowboy?” Good thing, because I wasn’t sure my knees would get me there. They had turned to goo from Zack’s wicked tongue.

He smirked. “Damn right I am. But first I’ll carry you to bed.”

I buried my face against his neck, giggling.

He set me down next to the bed and tugged off his boots. I pulled off my sweater, the camisole underneath, and unhooked my bra. He took off his shirt and I shimmied out of my skirt. I stood there, naked, and watched while he used one hand to remove his belt in the sexiest way possible. His cock tented his boxers, but then he pushed them down along with his jeans and I got the real thing. I bit my lip as another bolt of lust shot through me.

He knew what he did to me. I could see it in the glint in his eyes, the smirk of his lips, when he picked me up again, this time depositing me on the bed. He hovered over my body, spreading my thighs wide, lining us up. His cock bumped against my entrance, and I whimpered.

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