Page 50 of A Cowboy Sugar Cookie Kiss
“I love your sweet sounds.” I nibble on her chin before I yank the blouse over her head and toss it behind me. Her breasts bounce in her lace bra. I cup the mounds and my mouth kisses the silky bare crests. I bite her nipple through the material. She moans and arches against the door. God, those sounds alone will take me over the edge. I shimmy her pants over her curvy hips and shove them down her legs. I lick my lips, wanting to kiss between her legs, but I want her sprawled out on the bed. Our mouths collide in an intense passionate kiss.
Hard.
Rough.
Wet.
In a quick motion, I rip my shirt over my head. Her fingers run down my bare chest lighting sparks. My fingers thread through her silky hair.
Two long strides take us up the bed. “I’m going to explore every last inch of you.”
I begin to lower her when she stops me. “My turn first.”
“Your turn?”
She sucks her full bottom lip between her teeth as her fingers unbuckle my jeans. “My turn.”
“Oh.” My dick jumps erect at the thought of her lips around it. I still want to explore every last inch of her body, but I don’t move a damn muscle as she drags my pants down my legs. My briefs barely contain my enlarged erection.
She stands and her warm palms touch on my torso. Her eyes dance with desire as she presses her mouth against my chest. Slow. Soft. Barely a brush. But damn, if the action ignites my insides. Leisurely, her mouth trails kisses over my skin. She licks, flicks and bites my nipple. Gentle. Hard. A mixture of both that speeds up my ragged breaths.
“Sit.” She gives me a little shove and I plop down on the bed. “Scooch back.”
I obey.
She climbs on my lap and straddles me. My arms circle her waist. I can’t help it. I want to touch her everywhere. My fingers dig into her flesh. She trails open-mouth kisses over my neck. Soft, delicate, and fucking hot kisses. She continues across my shoulders.
Sucking.
Nibbling.
Biting.
Her breasts rub against my front. My cock twitches, still confined in my briefs.
“I don’t know if I can wait.”
A mischievous smirk lifts her lips. “You like that?” Her tongue slides up my neck.
A hungry growl swells deep in my abdomen. “Fuck, yes.” My finger tangle in the back of her head and I pull her into a kiss. Our tongue lap, until she pulls away.
“Lie back.” Her flat palm against my chest guides me down to my back. All my muscles flex as my back sinks into the duvet. “Stay.”
I hook my arm behind the back of my head and watch her scurry off the bed. Her fingers brushes over my bulge. Her fingers slide under the top edge of my briefs. I nearly buckle as she slides them down my legs. My erection springs up.
Her hands slide up my thighs as she climbs back on the bed. “I’m going to explore every inch of you.” Her mouth presses hot, wet kisses up my calf, my thigh.
“Fuck.” My head falls back and my eyes close as she inches closer. But I want to see her. I want to watch.
I open my hooded eyes and catch her delirious gaze peering up at me as she takes me in her mouth. I nearly come straight in her mouth. Shit. My chest rises with unsteady waves. My breath is ragged with her strokes. Deep, tight strokes that enlarge my shaft. She quickens her pace and I’m getting too close to release. In one swift move, I flip her on her back and settle between her legs.
“I wasn’t finished,” she giggles.
“I almost finished.”
I love the cherry red flush of her cheeks.
“My turn.”
