Page 18 of Claimed By A Cowboy
With a few tugs, I have her jeans off, leaving her cute cowboy boots on. Something about seeing her in them turns me on. More than those sexy stilettos. Lace panties barely cover her and my mouth literally waters. I have never done this with a woman before, I never even bothered to try.
Pulling the knife that is always at my hip out, I cut her panties off. Wynn moans, her hips shifting side to side. She wants me inside her. And damn I want to push deep inside her. Before I can, I need her to beg. I need her to need me so she doesn’t think of running away after we’re done.
We won’t be done—she might think this is one night, but its just our first night.
“Jesus even your little pussy is pretty, honey,” I hum, dipping my head to kiss up her thighs. “Let me know if I am doing it right,” I tell her just as I press my face between her legs, my tongue licking her from clit to asshole. Her hips jump off the hay and she cries out. I think I am dong it right.
Glancing up, I see her watching me. Her chest rises fast as she pants, but she stays on her elbows, watching as I start to eat her pussy. I kiss the soft folds the same way I kiss her mouth. My teeth scrape over her swollen bud and she cries out, a throaty, sexy, needy sound.
“Yes,” she hisses, her head falling back. “I like that, baby.”
“Mmm, good. Come here, honey, let me get my fill of you,” I grunt, yanking at her thighs to tug them over my shoulders.
I tongue kiss her cunt, savoring the salty sweetness of her. I close my eyes as I fuck my tongue into her, her little sounds driving me nuts. When I push two fingers into her tightness, she cries out so loud, I fear someone will hear us. Not that I care.
I wouldn’t stop eating her pussy, not if this barn was on fire.
“Oh my God, baby, yes,” she purrs, her thighs trembling as she fists my hair, rocking against my hungry mouth.
“You taste good, honey. Sweet, like honey. Fuck, I love how soft and wet you get for me,” I growl, suckling noisily at the dew dripping from her.
My fingers start to pump inside her, curling when I find a rough spot that makes her start to pant. I close my lips around her clit and suck hard and she shouts, just as lighting lights up the night skies. Her skin is glowing in the white light of the storm and she looks like a goddess.
“Don’t stop, don’t…oh, oh, yes,” Wynn chants, sitting up to lock eyes with me as I work my fingers faster. I said earlier I want to watch her come and God, I was not prepared for it.
Wynn is arched forward, one hand grasping my hair in her fist. The other clutches at the makeshift bed. Her head is thrown back, her skin flushed pink as she pants my name. Her pink mouth pops open in a little “o” as her eyes lock with mine. They swirl with emotion as I feel her tighten so tightly, I can barely pump my fingers.
“That’s it, honey, that’s it. Show me how good it feels,” I urge, my head dipping so I can suck her clit into my mouth.
“Oh my god, baby!” she shouts, falling back against the hay bed.
Pulling my fingers out, I shove my tongue inside her. At the same time, I am ripping at my own jeans, pushing them out of the way. My cock is thick and heavy, and I work it with the hand soaked by her juices. Pushing to my feet, I start to climb over her, but she moves first.
“Wait, wait,” she begs breathlessly. I frown before her hands come out, wrapping around my shaft before her head bends, her tongue flicking at the swollen tip. A soft hum vibrates up my cock and I gasp, my head falling back.
“Oh hell,” I growl, my hands dropping to the back of her head.
Wynn sucks at the head for a moment, teasing me, grinning up at me with a sexy glimmer in her eyes. Her hands push at my jeans, come round to my ass, her nails digging in as she pulls at me. My hips punch forward and I hear her gag as she takes me deep into her throat.
“Honey, fuck,” I moan, my hands fisting her golden hair. Her head bobs for a moment, pleasure shooting through me like the raindrops falling from the skies. I groan her name when she takes me deeper, her tongue wiggling back and forth against my balls.
Grasping her hair, I pull her off bending to slam my mouth to hers. Wynn moans and falls back, pulling me between her thighs. Before I let my jeans fall off, I struggle to grab the condom I tucked in my pocket earlier. Tye gave it to me as a joke after he saw us flirting at dinner.
“Here, honey, slide this on me,” I whisper against her mouth, handing her the condom.
Wynn giggles softly and I smile against her throat, kissing her gently, tasting her sweetness, her sweat, her perfume. I groan as she cups me with one hand, slowly rolling the condom down. Pulling back, she licks at my mouth and pushes her greedy tongue into my mouth.
Hovering over her, I watch her for a moment. Outside, the skies are pouring rain, pinging on the tin roof, and lightning bathes us in light every few moments. I want this to be our first time, first of many, not just another night for either of us. I can’t make her stay, but I can sure make her think about it.
“I want you, honey,” I rasp, my voice uneven as I line myself up between her thighs. “More than this. But I can’t let you go without having this, even if it’s just one night. I will take what I can get, Wynn.”
Wynn pulls me closer, both of our gazes dropping. I push inside her just a few inches. It’s hot, tight, and I feel a shudder of pleasure wrack my body. Gritting my teeth, telling myself to make it last, I push further, harder. Our eyes fly up at the same moment, when I break past a barrier I do not expect to be there.
“I wanted it,” she whispers, wincing just slightly. “I want you, baby.”
Groaning, I tilt my head back to gain control again. Wynn was a virgin. Thinking of being the only man to have her makes my body vibrate with pleasure. I was with another woman before, but it was never like this. It never felt anything like this.
“Come here, honey,” I murmur against his mouth, gathering her close.
