Page 6 of Rodeo Rivals
There were all kinds of buckle bunnies in this world. Who was he to discriminate? He could use a romp in the hay to settle his nerves. Coming back from an injury had him on edge. This would definitely relax him.
Strolling through the lobby area with his arm slung around her waist, he kept his head down, hoping to avoid anyone on the circuit. He’d purposely avoided going out with them because he didn’t want to get too drunk, but here he was taking a woman back to his room. He’d never hear the end of it.
Thankfully, everyone else had either already gone to bed or was still out partying. Wyatt unlocked his room, stepped aside, and gestured for McKayla to enter. “After you.”
The way she sauntered inside, hips swiveling, had his eye going straight to her plump behind. Licking his lips, he couldn’twait to peel those jeans off her. She had a few visible tattoos. He was curious if she had any hidden ones. Were they naughty? He wouldn’t put it past this woman to have something a little X-rated somewhere.
With the door closing behind him, he stuck the key card in his pocket and stalked up to the sexy woman in his room. She turned at the last moment, wearing the sultriest smile he’d ever seen.
Crouching slightly, he wrapped his arms around her so that his forearms rested just below her glorious ass cheeks and lifted her. Flailing a bit, she finally slung her arms over his shoulders and wrapped her legs around him for stability. He crashed his mouth over hers—taking a kiss.
Her body heated against his as he walked toward the wall, stopping only when he felt resistance. As he claimed her mouth, she snaked her hands up the back of his neck, lifted his hat from his head, and tossed it. Her nails raked through his hair, making his balls tighten and his dick test the integrity of the zipper on his jeans.
Groaning, he moved his lips away from hers and kissed down along her jaw until he found the crook of her neck. Nipping, he delighted in the sound of her moans as she squeezed her thighs against his hips. This woman was a tempting, tasty morsel that he had all night to enjoy.
She squealed when his teeth pressed harder into her sweet flesh. “Easy there, cowboy. We’re not in high school anymore. No marks.”
He chuckled, turned, and gently tossed her onto the bed. Another giddy squeak escaped her when she bounced. As she collected herself, he made quick work of unbuttoning his shirt.
Up on her elbows, she bit her lower lip as her gaze explored him. His dick twitched under her appreciation. He cocked an eyebrow and dropped onto the bed. Crawling up her body,he locked his eyes on hers. The heat within them melted any reservations he had about taking what he wanted from her.
With his elbows on either side of her head, he stared down while resting between her legs. “I can see it in your eyes, but I’m going to need to hear you say it. Can I have you?”
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McKayla
Oh, hell yes! There was no doubt in McKayla’s mind that she wanted to be had by Wyatt. When he opened his shirt, she got a glimpse of the man beneath, and not only was he tight, but his happy trail promised quite the treasure.
Reaching for his belt, she curled her fingers around the oval buckle. He shrugged out of his shirt before his nimble fingers made quick work of tugging her black tank top up, exposing her front-closure bra.
“Oh! Isn’t that convenient,” he said as he snapped his fingers.
Pop. Her bra opened. The cool air blew across her flesh, making her nipples tighten. Her pussy slickened, and she was ready for more.
Her tongue swiped along her bottom lip as she arched her back, allowing the cups to fall away, freeing her breasts fully. She gasped and rolled her eyes into the back of her head the moment his hot mouth landed on her skin. The warmth matched the lava melting her core. Her toes curled as he flicked his tongue against the tightness of her nipple. She quivered.
With his weight over her, he cupped both of her boobs while he lavished attention on both of them. While one was in his mouth, he massaged the other, bringing his fingers together to pinch her taut peak.
Rolling her hips up, she ground herself against his immense bulge.What a tease.She wanted—no,neededmore.
Why was he wasting time on foreplay? She was ready to go. He was hard. What more did they need? She had places to be.
Flexing her abs, she sat up and forced his mouth away. He leaned back until he was on his knees with a quirked brow. When her hands found his fly, he chuckled.
“May I help you?” he asked jokingly.
Looking up at him, she slid the button out of the hole and dragged his zipper down. “I hope so.”
Placing her hands on his shoulders, she guided him to roll. Going with him, he positioned himself on his back, and she straddled him.
“Now, this is a view I can appreciate.” Reaching up, he covered her breasts with his hands, gave them a gentle squeeze, before urging the plaid shirt, which she’d left unbuttoned, down her shoulders. Grabbing the bottom hem of her tank top herself, she peeled it over her head. When her bra fell off, she was officially topless.
Wyatt whistled. “Damn.”
She rocked back and forth over his erection. The friction only made her that much more frustrated. She was done playing games. It was time to get down to business.
“I showed you mine. Now it’s your turn to show me yours,” she said with a wink.
