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I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in close to me. He stopped kissing my lips, making his way down to my breasts instead. Sucking gently, he nibbled and pulled on my already sensitive nipples.

I had died and gone to heaven. I was sure of it. No man had ever worshiped my body the way Jace McKinley did.

I wanted––needed––this night to last for an eternity.

Chapter 31 – Jace

I did exactly what I had promised. I spent all night pleasuring Cassie in ways no other man ever had. On the bed, on the couch, in front of the window as the snow fell outside. If I could think of a place, I made Cassie moan my name there.

Her body was perfect in every way—every curve, every freckle, every scar. She was beautiful inside and out, a fighter and a lover all in one. And she wasfinallymine.

As she lay next to me in bed, her naked body tucked under the blanket, I couldn’t help but stare at her. Cassie was a badass. She had one of the shittiest upbringings I could think of, with struggles most people would never understand, yet she still managed to run a successful business and have empathy for every single person she met. I couldn’t think of a single quality of hers that any man could ever hate.

But that didn’t matter anymore, because she was mine now. And come hell or high water, she was going to be mine forever.

The snow had picked up overnight. Over ten inches had fallen, and it was still coming down. There was no way we’d get anything done on the ranch today. The most I could do was ride out later to check on the cattle after clearing some of the main roads up a bit. Selfishly, I was happy about that. It meant more time here with Cassie—alone. More love to be made. More ways to pleasure her into oblivion.

But being with Cassie wasn’t just about having sex. She meant more to me than any other person in the world. She knew my darkest secrets and even when I managed to hurt her andscrew things up, she never betrayed my trust. She never told anyone about my biggest fears or where I went when I needed to clear my head. I had never brought another woman to this cabin, and I never planned on it after today. Cassie Blake was it for me.

Her body shifted, pulling me from my daydreams. She turned over, nestling deeper into my chest. She was awake, but not ready to get up just yet.

“The snow’s still falling, sugar. No way you’ll make it home today,” I said, kissing the top of her head. “Everything will be closed anyways, at least until they clear some of the roads.”

“Oh no, what ever will I do all day, snowed in at this huge cabin?” she teased, planting soft kisses on my chest.

“I can think of at least one thing,” I said, laughing. “Are you sore from last night?” I rubbed my thumb across her jawline slowly.

“Very.”

“Let me make it better,” I said, positioning my body to hover over hers.

I trailed soft kisses along her stomach, over her scars, and down her hip before gently spreading her legs. I rubbed her clit slowly, trying to massage her more than pleasure her, though combining the two would be perfectly fine.

“Jace, I can’t,” she said, running her hands through my hair as I lowered my face between her legs.

“I’ll be gentle, sugar, I promise.”

Holding her open, I licked her center, massaging her with my tongue. I placed two fingers at her entrance and slowly pushed them inside, watching her as she watched me.

“Does that feel good?”

She shook her head and moaned as I pressed her clit with my thumb, massaging it as she took my fingers deep inside of her.

“Spread your legs wider, baby. You’re gonna take me now, okay? But I promise to be gentle,” I said, freeing my hard cock from the boxers that held it back.

“Jace…”

“Let me fuck you, sugar, then you can go take a hot bath and relax.”

“Please be gentle,” she said, her chest rising quickly.

“I pinky promise.”

As I pushed my tip past Cassie’s entrance, her body clenched, squeezing my cock, her walls getting wetter with each inch.

I thrust in and out slowly, keeping my promise as she lay back with her legs spread wide, trusting me to keep my word.

Her moans told me that whatever soreness she had was fading away as her walls stretched, making room for me.