Page 76 of Perfect Cowboy

When she slides the tip inside her, still stroking my shaft, I wonder if I could legitimately blackout from mind-blowing sex.

If it’s going to happen, hopefully, it can at least wait until after we’ve come.

“Be quick,” she encourages. “Just fuck me exactly how you need it, cowboy.”

Her greedy cunt is so wet, needy and aching, and my entire body shudders when I slide all the way inside her.

The girl is so tight that I’m legitimately seeing stars.

Jesus fucking Christ, how the hell did I ever live without her pussy in my life?

“Not gonna be a problem,” I reply, with a half-chuckle, half-groan.

She’s holding onto the seat and I reach forward so I can strum her clit while I fuck her. My thrusts are slow and steady inside her, and I’m loving the drag and draw of her body along my aching dick.

“Gavin,” she moans. “Fuck me hard and fast. Please, please, please. Someone could come outside and catch us. Haven’t you heard of a quickie? I need to feel you lose it right now. I need to hear you. It was driving me nuts not to have your sounds.”

“I don’t want to be quick,” I complain, but my hips start pumping faster because I can’t fucking resist her pleas. “This is my favorite place to be.”

“We’ll have a repeat at home,” she promises. “I just can’t stand the idea of leaving you hard and aching all night, and I want your cum inside me.”

Jesus.

This girl.

My hand works her clit exactly how she likes it. Touching me must have revved her up because she’s coming within seconds, her pussy squeezing my cock and almost tearing me over the edge with her.

“Where do you want me?” I demand, through clenched teeth. “Mouth or cunt are your only two options, so pick right now. Need to be inside you when I lose it.”

She pushes her ass back to meet me thrust for thrust, and that’s answer enough for me. Normally, I love a good warm-up with lots of licking, sucking and teasing, but there’s also something incredibly sexy about being frantic and desperate, unable to wait until we get home.

“Gonna come,” I groan.

My words are starting to slur as stars dance before my eyes.

The unreal ache in my balls is impossible to ignore, and my dick is tingling like crazy, shooting bolts of electricity through my limbs.

And then an orgasm so powerful that it almost makes me shout from the staggering sense of relief rocks my body. I grip Ashley’s hips to keep my knees from buckling as my cock pulses inside her. Her pussy starts squeezing me again, coming just from the feel of me, and she milks out every last drop.

Goddamn.

When my movements still, Ashley pulls away and I immediately hate losing the heat of her body. Even though I literally just had her – my body is still shaking from the aftershocks of the completely unexpected pleasure – all I want is to drive us back to the ranch so I can have her again.

She spins around and puts my cock back in my pants, zipping me up carefully since I’m still hard as fuck. Before she protected her own modesty, she chose to focus on me.

But my concern is curious eyes on her, so I’m yanking her clothes back into place as quickly as I can.

“How was it, sir?” she asks, reaching up to kiss the column of my throat where my pulse is absolutely racing. “I’m sorry that I made us stand outside in the cold. You can teach me a lesson at home.”

“Mmm, that’s my good girl. And it was absolute perfection, just like you.”

“Gav?”

“Yeah, babe?”

“Do you want to tie me up?”

“Now?” I sputter, almost choking on the air.

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