Page 52 of Perfect Cowboy

“Gavin…”

“I know you’re drenched for me,” I tell her. “And it’s so fucking hot that it happened from sucking me off. I haven’t forgotten how much I love the taste of you. Now you’re going to ride my face until you come.”

Her pussy drips on my bare skin, making my cock twitch. I pull her up to my face, her thighs on either side of my head, muffling everything from my senses except for her sexy body.

It’s such a vulnerable position for me and one that I’ve only ever done with her. Something about the intimacy of what we just shared has me craving it something fierce.

I rest both hands on Ashley’s hips, guiding her against my tongue. Her loud moans are wild and frantic as she tries to grind against me, but I’m controlling the pace tonight.

Her clit pulses under the tip of my tongue, and she’s squirming like mad while I give her just enough friction to drive her crazy without making her come.

She’s crying with need, her hands desperately tangled in my damp hair while she promises me the world if I’ll make her come.

So fucking sexy.

Her moans are driving me straight back toward the edge, and my cock is already rock-solid again, so stiff that it throbs.

Pre-cum pools on my abs and my hips thrust against my will because the primal need to take her, to dominate her is so goddamn powerful.

Both of my hands are locked on Ashley’s hips, so I can’t even reach down and take some of the edge off. I’m in absolute agony, but loving every second of it.

But Ashley is a damn mind reader and she arches her back, which pushes her pussy harder against my face, while reaching for my cock.

She grips me in her small fist, the pre-cum making it easy for her to slowly stroke up and down. My head starts spinning and black stars dance in front of my eyes while I groan against her clit.

The overwhelming sense of gratification is so intense that I can barely focus on breathing, let alone continuing my torture of Ashley’s pussy.

She’s twisting her body and trying to change the angle so she can suck my cock again, but I force her to stay put. If her sexy little mouth touches me, it will be game over.

I take her clit between my lips, sucking down hard while my tongue works firmly against it, trying to get her attention back where it belongs.

She lets go of my cock, which damn near almost makes me cry, gratefully moving against my mouth as she’s finally allowed to take exactly what her body craves.

When I nibble on her tormented clit before relentlessly flicking my tongue against it, Ashley screams my name as her body rocks uncontrollably against me, the slickness of her pussy dripping all over my face.

Nothing has ever sounded sexier.

I still have a crushing grip on her hips, and I catch her as she collapses like a rag doll, completely spent and still moaning her pleasure and gratitude.

“Jesus,” Ashley mumbles against my neck.

“Nope, just Gavin. But my tongue game can send you to him.”

She laughs and the sound is throaty from her screams. But whatever she was going to say next dies on her lips when I slide her down my body so that my hard cock presses against her ass.

“We’re not done,” I say.

I didn’t use my fingers on purpose. The only thing that’s going to fill her tonight is my cock. She’s still shaky and I reach down to grip the base of my dick, using my other hand to support her weight and position her pussy right over the tip.

“Now you’re going to ride me until we come again,” I tell her.

“Yes, sir.”

The instant my cock slides inside her, my brain short-circuits and we both gasp at the same time. She grips the side of my ass while slowly gliding down my length, andholy fuckdoes it ever feel good.

I reach up and cup her breasts, using my thumbs to massage her nipples. She whimpers as she slides the last inch inside herself, leaning forward so her clit grinds against my abs.

“Jesus, I think you underestimated the size,” Ashley pants.

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