Page 7 of Rodeo Rivals
She wriggled down his body and off the bed. Curling her fingers into the waistband of his jeans, she pulled, and he lifted his ass so she could shimmy him out of his pants and boxer briefs.
Boing.
His cock was at full attention, thick, and straining. Someone was definitely blessed. “Happy birthday to me,” she whispered.
He laughed, which only made his dick bounce more. Wrapping her digits around it, she gave him a hearty squeeze, earning his attention back. Should she do a taste test or give him a handy so she could mount him until he bucked her off?
That was, if he could. This romp would be practice for tomorrow. Grinning, she bit back her snicker.
“Do you have a condom?” she asked.
Fucking hadn’t been on her agenda when she went out for the night. She’d fully intended to hustle a few dudes out of a couple of bucks but hadn’t expected this, so she wasn’t prepared.
Thankfully, he nodded and patted her thigh. “Yeah,” he said and gestured toward a black duffel on the floor. “In that bag there. Hop up and I’ll get it.”
Kicking her leg over, she sat back on her heels. As Wyatt got up, he reached down and cupped her breast. Bending at the waist, he curled a finger under her chin and guided her to look up at him. Damn, he was a delicious specimen of a male. He brought his lips to meet hers briefly while tweaking her nipples lightly.
Breaking the kiss all too soon, he turned and strolled away. Did he just pop his hips as though he were on a fashion runway?
“Like what you see?” he said from over his shoulder.
Shaking her head, she sniggered. It wasn’t bad, but she wasn’t about to verbalize it. He knew what he was working with.
Figuring she needed to cut to the chase, she made quick work of removing her own pants. No reason to have any barriers between them at this point. They both knew where this was headed.
He crouched, unzipped a pocket, and rose to his full height in a matter of seconds. With a hand on his hip, he sauntered back, and his dick bounced back and forth.
McKayla covered her mouth so as not to burst out laughing in his face. If that was meant to be enticing, it fell short. Well, not entirely. It was fun to see a guy who wasn’t too serious about everything. While not overtly sexual, his easy attitude was definitely a turn-on.
After he flopped on the bed beside her, he offered her the condom. “Just so we’re clear. Me and you are about to do the dance with no pants.”
At this, she burst into a fit of giggles. “What?”
He pointed at her. “You.” Then to himself. “Me.” He thrust his hips upward and mimed pulling her hips down. “Fucking. No strings attached. You’re good with that?”
Covering her face, she fell forward over him and lost it. Laughing uncontrollably, her lady boner definitely left the room. While she appreciated his need for repeated and enthusiastic consent, she couldn’t keep a straight face.
“So, that’s a no?” he asked.
It only unleashed a fresh wave of chuckles rippling through her. She rolled onto her back, kicked her feet in the air, and let it out. This was not how a one-night stand should go. They were supposed to be intense and sexy. Maybe even mysterious. Laughing her ass off was a delightful surprise.
“I can’t say that I’ve had many women laugh at me when I had my dick out.”
This was way more fun than just banging and getting it over with. While she still had the itch to scratch, enjoyinghis company wasn’t all that bad. Why couldn’t casual hookups involve giggle fits? No reason.
Taking a deep breath, she collected herself, sat up, and cleared her throat. “We are in agreement that I’m going to ride you until you forget your name and then disappear into the night, never to be heard from again.”
His smile went from ear to ear. “Perfect. Glad we got that out of the way.”
She took the condom from between his fingers and brought it to her mouth. Using her teeth, she ripped the wrapper and spat the tab away.
“Well, alright then.” He fell onto his back and inhaled deeply.
With her free hand, she gripped him at the base, gave it a squeeze, and corkscrewed her hand up and down his now semi-erect cock.
Shifting slightly, he reached between her thighs. The moment the tips of his fingers grazed her lower lips, she inhaled sharply.
“Gotta make sure you’re ready,” he said with a smirk.
