Page 53 of The Cowboy's Unlikely Love

Her tiny thong panties did nothing to shield her from him, and he felt her warm wetness. He squeezed his eyes shut, tamping down his desire, wanting to go slow, wanting their lovemaking to be exquisitely perfect.

He drew her sleep shirt over her head, and she helped him take it off. Her perfect breasts filled his hands, and he ran his thumbs across her taut nipples. She moaned and leaned down to kiss him, her breasts grazing his chest and shooting lightning bolts of desire through his body. He kissed her hard and long, taking her head in his hands and covering every inch of her mouth with his lips.

Her hips moved and she found his hard length, straddling him with her wet center. He sucked in a breath and raised his hips. She ground down on him, and he groaned, grabbing her hips and pushing her forward, then back. Excruciatingly sweet pleasure swept through him, and he clenched his teeth to keep from losing it.

He clasped her firm butt, something he had always wanted to do, and rolled her over onto her back. He had to take control before he came and ruined everything. He would take his time, damn it, if it was the last thing he did.

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Taylor sucked in abreath, surprised to find herself suddenly on her back. She cupped Colt’s cheek. “Everything okay?”

“Everything’s perfect—you’re perfect, honey—and I want to do this right for you.”

Her thumb caressed him. “You’re always just right, Colt. Please don’t worry.” She raised up and kissed him softly on the mouth, and his lips were so tender and sweet she nearly cried out. Her hands skimmed over his chest, creating little exotic fires of need inside her.

He bent to her breast and took her nipple in his mouth, suckling so gently at first that it was torture, then harder, faster until she had to bite back a scream. Her heart drummed with furious force. Oh God, he was good.

Then he moved between her breasts, and his tongue flicked her, sending a shiver of desire to her core. She kicked off her thong panties, needing to be free and quivered at his gentleness, her hands gripping his back.

He rained tiny kisses down her belly and around her navel, pausing at her curls. She sucked in her breath, her mind begging him to continue. He moved between her legs and raised her knees over his broad shoulders. Anticipation ruled her. Her body was on fire.Please, please, Colt. Do it now.

He read her mind and slipped his tongue between her soft folds. She cried out, the pleasure was so intense. As if sensing her eagerness, he stroked her again and again. She moaned, lost in the incredible pleasure his mouth gave her. Colt disappeared, time stopped; only the exquisite pleasure remained. She rode him, her hands in his hair, stroking him, holding him to her, until a raging torrent of pure pleasure took her in its clutches and swept her away.

Colt rose to his knees and cupped her butt in his large hands, guiding himself inside her as she spasmed around him. She cried out, “Yes, Colt!” He began his rhythm, sliding in and out, and her pleasure increased even more. Closing her eyes, she lost herself again as he pounded his hard length into her. She was one with him, together in a way she’d never been. He gave one last mighty thrust and then stilled, whispering, “Taylor. My Taylor.”

She watched him through pleasure-dazed eyes, so full of happiness she could die, as his face slowly relaxed and he opened his eyes.

He smiled and cupped her cheek. “Hey.”

She kissed his fingers one by one. “Hey yourself.”

“Honey, that was wonderful. Thank you.” He rolled on his side next to her, and she took his hand.

“You’re an amazing lover, Colt. Thankyou.”

He slipped his arms around her. “My pleasure. Truly. It was my great pleasure.”

She wanted to tell him that she loved him, but he hadn’t said anything about loving her. She was a horrible judge of men. She’d proven that. Colt was just being good to her because he was a good man, not because he loved her. She couldn’t take advantage of his kindness and put him on the spot. Of course he enjoyed making love to her. Who didn’t like sex?

She sighed and closed her eyes, determined to accept what he gave freely without asking for more.

He nudged her back with his chin. “You okay?”

“Sure,” she lied, and then relaxed into him. “Sleep well, Colt.”

He kissed her shoulder. “You too.”

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