Page 29 of Holiday Friend Zones
“Cowboys?As in plural?”
“Well, one cowboy.But he seems to be too busy for me at the moment.”
Grabbing a bottle of tequila, I round the bar and step between her legs.
“I am never too busy for you, Honey.”
Rylee grabs the bottle from me and unscrews the cap, taking a shot of the clear liquid.Linking her legs around me, she presses up and kisses me.
The hottest, most drugging kiss of my life.
Fuck.
I am completely screwed.My hands sink into the soft locks of her hair as I drink in this woman.
This sexy, confident woman is driving me out of my mind.I can’t get close enough to her.
“Chase.I can’t wait.”
Her hips rock against my denim-clad cock.
“You want this?”
I thrust my dick into her warm center.
“Yes.God, yes.”
Trailing my lips down her neck, I use my teeth to untie the top bow on her shirt.
“Hold on, Honey.”
Carefully untying each bow, I push her shirt open to reveal full breasts with hard nipples.
“Is this how I make you feel?”I tweak one of her nipples.
“Yes.”
“How else do I make you feel?”I drag my fingers down her soft stomach, dipping below the hem of her skirt.
“Keep going, Cowboy, and you’ll find out.”
Stepping back to peel her out of her jean skirt, the soft glow of the lights make Rylee look like an angel.
She’s in a thong and her boots, and fuck me.
“Damn, Honey.I like you like this.”I drag a knuckle over the satin material of her panties before ripping them off.
“I’ve been wanting you, Chase.”She goes to kick off her boots, but I stop her.
“Boots on, cowgirl.”Leaning over her, I capture a nipple between my teeth and tug on it.“Now, tell me how long?”
“Too long.”
Licking the sting away, I reach behind her.“Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
Unscrewing the bottle of tequila, I take a swig before pouring the warm liquor between Rylee’s breasts.It carves a path down her stomach, sliding lower and lower until it catches in her pussy.
