Page 91 of Perfect Cowboy

“Not until we get where you were planning to park,” she replies. “We’re up so high in this thing that no one can see us. And I trust you not to wrap us around a tree. I want you and I’m addicted to touching you, in case you didn’t notice.”

“And I love when you touch me. Having you back in my life is a pleasure that I didn’t know I needed so badly.”

She frees my cock, and the way she stares at it makes me feel like she’s worshipping me.

“Jesus,” she breathes, “Just looking at you makes me so wet.”

“How are you real?” I demand.

She eagerly gets on all fours and brings her pretty little mouth to the head of my cock, rubbing her lips all over it. I love the feel of her silky skin on my most sensitive places, and the tip is already wet and dripping with pre-cum.

Everything about Ashley turns me on more than anything.

“Ah, babe,” I groan. “You are so fucking sexy and make me feel too damn good.”

The windy county road is empty and I know it like the back of my hand, but I’m still paying rapt attention to our surroundings. The biggest risk at this time of night isn’t another car, but wildlife darting in front of the vehicle.

Anything less than high alert isn’t acceptable, but there’s still no way I’m pushing Ashley’s mouth away from me.

She licks all over the head and then slowly up and down the hard ridge on the underside, which always makes me gasp.

My scalp tingles and my thighs are clenched hard as a rock, absorbing the pleasure while still focusing on the road.

She strokes me with one hand, the other moving down to cup my balls. Her mouth covers the sensitive head and gives me the pressure that she knows I’m craving.

I groan loudly as her tongue swirls firmly around everywhere that aches, my hand moving down her body and resting between her legs.

“Oh, fuck,” I manage hoarsely, the heat of her burning my hand through her jeans. “I knew you’d be so wet for me, babe. I am seriously going to punch out every guy I see from now on if this is how I get to have you.”

She wiggles playfully against my hand before sliding her mouth down the length of my cock, the suction hard and exactly what I need.

I instinctively adjust my hips to the angle that allows the head to slide down the back of her throat. She keeps massaging my balls while she bobs on my dick, making me cry out from the pure pleasure.

Lord have mercy.

My knees are trembling, and it’s a damn good thing I’m already sitting.

“I need access to that pussy,” I growl.

She can’t talk with her mouth full of my cock, but she moans and it sends jolts of electricity all through my body.

“Ah, babe,” I groan. “When you moan, it feels so damn incredible on my dick. I need your legs spread out and my face in between them. You taste so fucking good.”

“Are we parked?” she asks breathlessly. “It doesn’t feel like we’re moving anymore.”

“Yeah.” My response is more of a gasp and, fuck, this girl can make me come undone in an instant.

Ashely quickly strips out of her jeans and panties, climbing across the console and onto my lap.

“You fit perfectly.”

I grip her hips as she carefully straddles my lap, and she lets me take full control, directing her body exactly how I need her.

We’re so close together that we’re looking right into each other’s eyes, which is both intimate and erotic. When the head of my cock rubs against her opening, she cries out with need.

I part her pussy lips and glide my thumb along her silky wetness until I find the hard nub of her clit. I don’t give her any warm-up and just start stroking, making her moan and cling to me.

My thumb rotates between the hard, fast strokes that always get her off and the slow circles that bring her back down. Ashley whimpers, wanting more, and her fingers dig into my shoulder blades.

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