Page 128 of Knot Your First Rodeo


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He tugs my panties down, slow and deliberate, all the way down my legs until they pool at my feet.

“Step out,” he orders.

I do, on a moving carousel in the middle of an empty fairground, and some distant part of my brain is screaming that this is insane, but the rest of me doesn’t care.

Kai picks up my panties and brings them to his face.

He inhales deeply, his eyes rolling back, and the sound he makes is almost pained. “Fuck,” he groans. “I need to drown in your scent.”

He casually tucks my panties into the pocket of his jeans like they belong there, and then his hands are on me again. Sliding up my bare legs. Pushing my skirt up around my waist, his gaze lowering, taking in all of me.

His lips pull into a wicked grin. “So pretty, so wet for me,” he murmurs, seeing everything. I’m completely exposed to him, standing on a carousel in the moonlight on display.

It should be mortifying.

Instead, it’s the most turned on I’ve ever been.

“I need you,” I hear myself say. “Kai, please?—”

His hands guide my legs wider, and his fingers find me instantly, cupping my offering, his middle fingers flicking across my length, pushing between my folds, and I cry out.

He doesn’t tease or make me wait. He slides two fingers inside me with one smooth motion, his thumb finding my clit, and the dual sensation weakens my knees. I grab the poles harder, barely staying upright.

“That’s it,” he says, his voice gone rough and dark. “Let me hear you.”

He works me expertly, fingers curling, thumb circling, his free hand gripping my hip to keep me steady. The carousel rises and falls, the motion adding to every sensation, and I’m gasping, moaning, completely lost.

“You’re going to beg me,” he tells me, his eyes hazed over with lust. “Going to wear my mark right next to Carter’s. Going to scream my name so loud the whole damn town hears.”

“Yes,” I pant. “For you.”

“You feel like silk on my fingers, dripping down my hand. So tight and wet and perfect.” His thumb presses harder, his fingers thrusting deeper. “I want to devour you. Want to bury my cock in your tight pussy and fuck you until you’re sobbing. I want to feel you come on my dick.”

The orgasm hits me like a tidal wave. I cry out, loud and uninhibited, my whole body shaking as pleasure crashes through me. Kai doesn’t stop but keeps working me, drawing it out, until I’m gasping and trembling and dangerously close to collapsing.

“That’s my girl,” he murmurs, finally slowing his movements. “So beautiful when you come.”

I’m still trying to catch my breath when he withdraws his fingers. He holds them up, glistening in the carousel lights, and brings them to his mouth.

He sucks them clean, holding my gaze, and the sight burns itself into my mind.

“Even better than I imagined,” he says.

My legs are shaking, my whole body buzzing. I don’t know if I can stand much longer?—

But Kai is already rising, already taking my hand.

“Now that you’re ready for me,” he says. “Let me show you something. Take a seat.”

I lower onto the spot where he was moments ago, palms braced like I need something solid to hold on to, and the second I look up, he’s already turned to face me. He steps in close until all I can see is him, until his scent fills my head and my thoughts start to slide out of order. My breath catches, my pulse turns loud, and he watches every reaction like it’s his favorite kind of entertainment.

He leans over, one hand tipping my chin up so I have to meet his eyes. His voice is calm, but there’s a harder edge under it now. “All that fight you like to put on, and you’re sitting there pretty as sin, waiting for me.”

“Kai, you’re teasing me,” I manage, and it comes out softer than I want.

He smiles as if he likes that too. Then his hands drift to his waist, not rushed, not clumsy. It’s the confidence that gets me, the way he moves like he already knows I’m going to let him do whatever he wants. He keeps his attention on my face the whole time, watching me, making sure I’m still with him.

“Do you want to see what all the fuss is about?” he asks quietly. “Because I’ll show you. But you’ve got to tell me you want it.”