Page 63 of His Cowboy Heart

“My ass is fine, you dick. Now shut up and help me strip.”

Flynn chuckled and said, “Whatever you say, sweetheart.”

“Don’t ‘sweetheart’ me,” I growled as I yanked the last of my clothes off. I fumbled with Flynn’s jeans to get them open. His heavy cock bounced against his abdomen the second I pushed the denim down a little. “Lie down,” I demanded. “On your back.”

“I should at least get the sleeping bag?—”

“We don’t need it,” I said as I searched out the lube. I slathered a generous amount on my hole and fingered myself so I could work some of the lube into my body. Flynn had conveniently lost the ability to speak. As soon as I finished prepping myself, I dropped to my knees so I was straddling Flynn. His dick pressed against my ass, but I wasn’t in the mood for playing around. I might have been a raging inferno inside, but the cool breeze that caressed my body won out. I lifted my body enough to cover his dick with lube. Flynn put his hands on my waist to support me.

I didn’t bother kissing him or tossing around dirty talk. We were both too far gone for that. I could imagine the sight we made—Flynn flat on his back and completely dressed and me, naked as the day I was born, guiding the tip of his dick until it was nudged up against my entrance. I kept my hand on Flynn’s cock so I could guide it into my body. His entry hurt, but I didn’t care. I was more interested in what would come after he was inside of me.

“Fuck,” Flynn growled as I lowered my body. I grabbed his hands and pinned them to the ground. I locked eyes with Flynn and held them as I lowered my body the rest of the way down until he was almost fully inside of me.

“Leave them there,” I ordered when I released his hands.

Flynn complied, leaving me to use my own hands to brace my body so I could lean back and take the rest of his dick. I wasn’t sure who groaned louder when my ass cheeks met the wiry hair at the back of his cock.

Despite having fucked like bunnies since the night we’d been fully together for the first time, we’d yet to experience this position. I loved feeling him throbbing inside of me but helpless to do anything about it. I was in complete control. Under different circumstances, I would have teased him the way he’d edged me. But between my need for release and the seed of worry that I’d planted about not having a future with Flynn, I wasn’t truly in control.

My heart was.

My mind was.

I needed every second with him that I could get. Sadly, this time around, there weren’t going to be a lot of seconds. I forced all the random thoughts and fears away and concentrated on getting the pleasure I desperately craved. I rode Flynn hard and fast. True to his word, he left his hands where I’d told him to, but when he began thrusting his hips up to meet my downward motions, I was actually glad. I braced my hands behind me so they were on Flynn’s legs. The position made it so I could take him even deeper inside of me. I rotated, pumped and ground my hips against his until I could feel my orgasm just within my grasp. That was when I moved my hands and rested them on Flynn’s chest. The position and the right angle of my hips meant he was hitting my prostate with each thrust. At some point, his big hands had moved to my ass, but I didn’t care. Between him holding me and me gyrating against him, I was getting closer and closer to what I needed.

“I’m close,” I bit out.

“Come for me,” Flynn growled. “I need to see it.”

The mental image of my dick spilling jizz all over Flynn’s tight abdomen had me frantically slamming my ass up and down. It took only a few more thrusts before I was flying. My body jerked uncontrollably as I continued to grind my ass against him. Endless spurts of cum painted Flynn’s chest and even his neck. All I could do was feel as I was ripped apart in the best way. I was dimly aware of Flynn’s shout right before his release coated my inner walls which had a death grip on his dick. It could have been minutes or hours later when my brain started to function enough to process where I was. I’d collapsed on his body, so I too was covered in cooling cum. Flynn was still inside of me but all he did was gently rock in and out of me.

I managed to kiss Flynn when he captured my mouth, but admittedly, I couldn’t put forth my best effort. As it was, he was going to have to strap me to him as we rode home because I had no doubt I’d fall asleep on the way.

“We’re definitely doing that again,” Flynn said tiredly. “So much to still explore,” he added with a cheeky smile.

I forced myself to respond by squeezing my muscles around Flynn’s dick, but in my heart, I couldn’t think about pleasure. Not his and most certainly not mine.

Because there’d be no pleasure when we had to part ways.

And I was certain it would bewhen, notif.

The most I could hope for was having enough time with Flynn before having to think about the part that was going to break my heart so badly that nothing and no one would ever be able to make it whole again.

ChapterNineteen

FLYNN

“Come on,beautiful, there’s someone I want you to meet,” I said to the mare as I undid the lead rope that had kept the horse from moving around the horse trailer too much during transport. “You’re going to love your new daddy,” I added as I led the gorgeous white horse to the end of the trailer and eased her down the ramp. Once she was several steps away from the trailer, I stopped her and gave her a quick once-over.

She was a stunning horse, but her beauty had never been part of the equation when I’d heard that a ranch nearby had been looking to sell the mare because their daughter was leaving for college. I’d been looking for the perfect horse for Jules for weeks, but it’d been a challenge to find one that was safe enough for him to ride in pretty much any situation but also had enough spirit to provide Jules with a smooth but fun ride.

“Now,” I began as I led the horse toward the barn. “You’re gonna be meeting a friend of mine who’s going to take a shine to you. At first, he’s just gonna wanna get in your pants, but if you put him in his place immediately, he’ll follow you from here to the ends of the earth. Also, if you could do me a huge favor and give him a chance, your daddy will be so happy to learn his girl has found her mate for life too.”

The sun’s rays were just starting to shine over the trees behind the house, which meant everyone would be up and about soon, including Jules. While we were still keeping our relationship to ourselves, we’d eased off on the ruse of hating each other during the day because we were eager to tell everyone that we were together. Since Xavier and Brooks were no longer hiding their relationship from any of the ranch hands, as well as Curtis’s announcement about his former relationship with Del, the man who’d not only been his ranch foreman but his partner in life and later his husband, Jules and I were ready to take things public.

It'd been a little over a week since Jules and I had made love in our spot. I could still feel how incredible it’d been when he’d ridden me. I hadn’t intended to make love to him again so soon after I’d spent so long edging him that afternoon, but whenever we were around each other, it was like we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Jules would find some excuse during the day to leave the house—assuming anyone was even around—hunt me down, and then he was in my arms. As promised, I’d found some interesting spots where I could make love to him even as the ranch went on with business as usual all around us. My favorite, second only to our spot, was fucking Jules in a dark corner of the barn where extra equipment and hay was stored. Early on, Jules had freaked out when he’d heard voices coming and going within a handful of yards of us, especially because I’d continued to fuck him despite the unwanted company.

Ultimately, pleasure had won out, and even though I’d had to use my mouth or hand to cover Jules’s mouth each time, the whole thing had become such a turn-on for him that it became a game to see who could make the other squirm the most. Admittedly, there’d been several times when he had gone down on me that I’d been ready to tell our unknowing company to get the fuck out so I could beg Jules to do this or that. The location ensured that I couldn’t give the orders, especially when Jules was on his knees giving every vacuum in existence a run for their money when it came to suction power. In those cases, I’d had to bite my lower lip to keep from shouting in relief when he had finally triggered my orgasm, but only when he'd been good and ready. It turned out that I’d created a monster when I’d edged Jules for the first time.

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