Page 40 of On His Ranch

Uncertainty flashed across her face.

Chase smirked. Piper really was a contradiction—full of sass one moment, doubt the next. In another woman, it might have irked him, but in her it seemed sweet.

With slow but deliberate movements she reached out and unbuckled his belt. Then, seeming timid, she backed off and waited.

He chuckled. “You don’t have any reason to fear it if you’re bein’ on your best behavior.” But when he pulled it out of the loops, she cringed. He dropped it to the floor so that she could continue.

Seeming a bit bolder, Piper moved forward and reached for the button on his pants. Once she’d undone it—the movement making his entire body tense in delicious anticipation—she became more confident and was quick to unzip his fly. His cock popped out immediately and her sharp intake of breath made him grin.

Always a crowd pleaser. He couldn’t help but feel a little bit smug.

She reached out, her movements hesitant and her face uncertain as she gazed up at him.

Chase didn’t make it any easier on her. Normally, he took the lead to ensure a long, pleasurable romp that would make their orgasms guaranteed, but letting Piper find her way was almost as enjoyable. There’d be time for him to take the reins and show her how well he could please her later.

“Do you… um…” Pink crested across her porcelain cheeks.

It was all he could do to hold back from grabbing her roughly, pressing her against the wall and sinking his cock into her.She’ll figure it out. Else I won’t have much choice.Chase’s cock bobbed toward her.

Piper reached out and took hold of it, closing her fingers around the shaft. She began to move her hand up, her fingertips massaging the head lightly before she moved back down again.

He growled low in his throat. Her touch awakened something inside him—not just lust, or hunger, but something more than his pressing need to fill her. He didn’t have a name for this mystery feeling just yet, but had the lingering feeling that he could figure it out, so long as she kept her hand on his cock.

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Piper had been a little shy at first—the cowboy’s rough manner kept her guessing even at the best of times, and his cock was the biggest she’d ever seen. Who wouldn’t be a little nervous? But now that she’d got going, she pumped her hand up and down his long shaft while her other delved inside his white T-shirt to explore.

She knew he was enjoying himself, too—not that he’d said so. But she didn’t need words of praise and encouragement when his cock grew harder and hotter in her hand.

As her hand brushed over his flat stomach, up to stroke his hard abs, he bent his head and kissed her neck. Kisses turned to nibbles that became a full-on bite.

Piper groaned and arched her back, lifting her throat toward him. Normally, she didn’t dig the vampire thing, but Chase was so damn hot even his teeth exuded sex. Or maybe she was just horny, he could do anything he wanted, so long as she got to come.

His lips grazed over her throat, descending swiftly to her large, swinging breasts. He turned the full heat of his mouth on the tender skin, kissing and suckling until she felt sure she would come on the spot.

She reached for him, accidentally knocking his ten-gallon cowboy hat to the ground.

“Hey, watch it,” he growled, looking up long enough for her to see his eyes snapping at her.

“Do you feel naked without it?” Piper giggled. “It’s only fair.”

“You’re a mouthy brat,” he announced, giving her a playful glare.

She grinned, unashamed. “You love it.” Her words were met with a quick, loud smack to her bare ass. But even the sting of the slap didn’t dim her smile. “Admit it, you do.”

“I love having a good reason to teach you some manners,” was all he would say before he went back to exploring her breasts. This time, he grasped her hard against him, his mouth firm and possessive.

Piper didn’t mind one bit. She melted against him, content for him to do whatever he wanted, knowing she’d enjoy every delicious second. With his hat off, Piper discovered that her cowboy had dark ringlets that formed just past his ears. She intertwined her fingers in those soft locks while he kneaded her left breast and suckled on her right.

Tingles ran the length of her body as the knots in her belly tightened until they were almost painful. But it was a contradictory pain, because it was a delightful ache.

“Daddy,” she murmured.

“Hmm?” His tongue flicked over her nipple.

“I-I’m going to come.”

His hand cupped her pussy immediately, such a firm grasp it was nearly a spank.

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