Page 63 of Perfect Cowboy

It makes him crazy hard and his eyes turn wild whenever I say it. Even back in high school, he had a dominant edge and it was a lucky guess that it intensified over the years.

And if there’s anyone I’ll submit to, it’s this man.

“Yeah, just like that,” he encourages, twitching when I find an especially sensitive spot. I might be about to come, but it’s not beyond me to keep making him feel incredible.

I focus all my attention on the spot that’s making him shake and groan, working him into a frenzy, his hips thrusting into my hands.

“Listening to you moan while you play with my dick is the hottest thing ever,” Gavin manages, and his next breath is more of a whimper. “Fuck, babe. That’ssosensitive. Please…”

I give him a break and stroke him as steadily as I can manage when my thighs are trembling so uncontrollably and every exhale is a moan.

“How are you already going to make me come?” I gasp.

“Because I know this body,” Gavin rasps, “and I haven’t forgotten how to make you shake, babe.”

The mounting pressure between my legs is unbearable and I’m squirming desperately, so close that my entire body is thrashing.

“Have you thought about me touching you over the years, Ashley?” Gavin asks. “Is that why you took my dick like a champ last night? Why you couldn’t wait to get it back in your mouth and feel my cum shooting down your throat?”

“Yes,” I gasp. “Fuck, yes.”

“I’ve thought about you, too,” Gavin admits. “Wondered how it would feel to slide inside your sweet pussy again. Wanted to fuck you so hard and fast that you screamed and felt it for a week. Craved hearing my name on those pretty lips again.”

The perfect friction on my clit and g-spot while he finger fucks me has me shattering in his arms with the scream he wanted. Water splashes over the edge of the tub in my eagerness to ride his hand and steal every last bit of pleasure he has to give me.

Even though I’m trembling and boneless, I flip around so we’re facing each other with our legs intertwined. I can barely catch my breath, but the desperate hunger in his eyes has my core aching all over again.

I’ve never wanted anyone how I crave this man.

Without a second of hesitation, I’m reaching for him, wrapping my fist around his cock and stroking him hard and slow.

“Let me do this for you properly now, cowboy.”

“It’s pretty sexy when you’re so into how I’m touching you that you can’t remember how to do anything else,” Gavin says.

I vibrate my fist while I stroke him and use my other hand to cup and massage his balls.

“Ah, fuck,” he groans, his head rolling back. “That’s pretty fucking hot, too.”

He’s hard as a rock just from seeing my naked body and touching me, and a more perfect man has never existed.

I want to give him everything.

And I watch him closely so I can give him exactly what he needs. As fun as it is to draw out his orgasms, the water isn’t going to stay hot forever, and I still want to rub soap all over his sexy body.

“It doesn’t feel like you’re going to be a little cock tease tonight,” Gavin says, and there’s mirth in his eyes. “It feels an awful lot like you want my cum right fucking now. Jesus, woman.”

I stack my fists, squeeze him harder, and move them back and forth in opposite directions.

“Ah, fuck,” he groans. “I don’t know what the hell you’re doing, but it feels too damn good.”

He’s right that I don’t want to tease him. I just want to watch him fall apart as I rub away everything that aches.

My movements are calculated and designed to get him off. I’m working for his pleasure, for his groans, for the way his neck cords when his head tilts back.

I lean forward so I can kiss him, humming into his mouth while I stroke him hard and fast with one hand. The fingertips of my other hand massage the head, my thumb constantly stroking along his frenulum.

His breathing is unsteady and his big, powerful body trembles violently while I work his dick, which is the sexiest reward.

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