Page 8 of Her Missing Cowboy
“Fuck, Quinny. You feel so damn good.”
“I’ve missed this mouth, baby girl. You taste amazing.”
“If you think these lips taste good, wait till you try the other pair.”
Cassie smirked at her comment. In the past, they joked like that all the time. Joquin always came back with a quip that would make her laugh. Not today. Today, he only stared into her eyes with a yearning she never saw before. Suddenly, he lifted her carried her over to the bed and tossed her onto the waiting mattress.
Well, damn. That was sexy as fuck. Before she could catch her breath, he was undoing her pants and tugging them down over her hips. She assisted him in removing her shoes and watched as he took in her body. His eyes perused her like he was on death row, and she was his last meal. That sight immediately made her gush between her legs. Damn. That hadn’t happened in a long time.
“Fuck, baby, you look good enough to eat.”
Without hesitation, Joaquin shoved his face at her core and bit the lace of her panties. He started eating her out with her underwear still on. It was as if he couldn’t control himself. She was in heaven.
Six
Joaquin
Seeing Cassie writhing below him again was a dream come true. The woman was always wet for him and today was no different. It gave him the boost of confidence he needed. If he could please her like he used to before the attack, then that would prove to something deep inside him, that he was still a real man. Not some mangled subhuman who had been put back together. Maybe then he would be able to confide in her about his injury.
For now, he would do everything to hide his disability from the one person he loved in this world. As he lowered his face between her legs, all he could think about was the little mewling noises she was making. She sounded like a little kitten enjoying its first taste of milk.
“Oh, Quinny, that feels so good.”
It was just the spark he needed to hype him up. She tasted so damn good. Better than he remembered. Carefully he removed her panties and began rubbing her bud, as he licked her. Her hips gyrated as if she was trying to get his mouth closer. Well, there was no way that could happen because he was already inside her with his tongue and fingers taking turns.
“Fuck, kitten, you taste amazing. So damn wet for me.”
His cock was throbbing so bad that he needed some relief. He moved one hand down to his jeans and attempted to undo his belt buckle and zipper, as best he could. It was quite a chore because his prosthetic wasn’t as nimble as his real hand.
The more he struggled, the more frustrated he got. He tried his best not to show it, but Cassie noticed anyway.
“What’s wrong, Quinny?”
“Nothing,” he growled.
That’s when she pushed him away and sat up. He should have known better. He had never been able to fool her. He may as well come clean. What’s the worst thing that could happen? Just as he was about to show her his secret the zipper gave way.
“Got it,” he said. “Just trying to unbuckle with one had and it was giving me fits.”
Cassie smiled and laid back to allow him to continue. She was so hot for him that it took less than thirty seconds to reignite her flame and make her explode all over his face. Heaven, just fuckin’ heaven. Her smell. Her taste. Just damn her.
She wasn’t the only one in the room that was turned on. As soon as she came down from her orgasm, he sat up with cock in hand. He had been stroking himself as he pleasured her. However, he needed more than his artificial limb working on him. He needed to be balls deep inside her. There was just one problem.
“Shit! I just realized I don’t have a condom. Haven’t had any need for one in all this time, so it slipped my mind.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I came prepared,” she cooed.
He watched as she reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a box. She removed one from the sleeve and tore it open. Sliding toward his manhood, she smiled.
“Here, let me help you with this.”
It was a major turn on to watch her roll the condom in place. It was also a big relief, because he had never done thatspecific task with his artificial arm and he wasn’t sure if he would tear it. That was something he would need to practice for next time. For now, he had to worry about concealing his arm. Leaving his shirt on and tugging down his jeans to just below his hips, he made a rash decision.
“Turn around. Let me see that ass in the air, baby.”
She did as she was told, tutting her ass up for his perusal. He massaged her globes with his natural hand and then notched his manhood at her entrance. She jumped at the action.
“Are you sure about this, Cass? I need to hear you say you want this.”
