“You’re just saying that to get in my pants.”
Her reply is masked in teasing, but it’s too late. She can’t hide or erase the vulnerability she just showed.
“I wish I were.” I lean my forehead against hers, moving my hands down to her hips and hug her close enough she can feel every hard inch of my arousal. “Unfortunately for me, and fortunately for you, I would do anything you asked with one flash of your perfect tits.”
She chuckles and shakes her head. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Am I?”
“They aren’t even that big.”
“Blasphemy. They’re perfect.” I cup them again in my hands, this time flicking her hard nipples with my thumbs. “See. They fit perfectly in my hands.”
“Maybe you have small hands.”
My mouth curves into a smile. “Are you disappointed by my hand size? Or the size of other things?” I gently thrust my hips forward and capture her mouth in a kiss that sends my pulse racing.
“No complaints in that department.” She says between kisses.
“Good.” I kiss her back and slip a hand between her legs. “Because I’ve spent every waking moment today thinking about sliding into your perfect cunt.”
She gasps as I plunge a finger between her folds. Her fingers dig into my shoulders, and even through my wet T-shirt, I wonder if her nails will leave a mark. Fuck, I hope they do.
Moving my fingers inside her, I fuck her with one hand and relish in every sexy moan she makes while I assault her nipples with my mouth. Her body softens as she releases all those nerves from before. How dare anyone make her feel she isn’t fucking perfect just the way she is? I make it my personal mission to chase those insecurities from her mind.
Kissing. Sucking. Caressing. I overwhelm her senses until there’s nothing but her pleasure. My mouth waters as her scent fills this space and it’s then I remember the damn book.
“On the hay.” I pull my hands from her body and take a step back. “I need to taste you.”
She blinks at me, her gaze almost unfocused, before she frowns. “I was so close!”
Her complaint makes me grin. I’m happy to make her as crazy with lust as I am.
“Oh, you’re gonna get there. But it’s gonna be with my mouth between your legs. I want you to ride my face.”
Recollection dawns in her gaze and she bites her lower lip to hide her smile. As if she too is just remembering the book. “Okay, but you’re wearing too many clothes.”
“That can be fixed.”
She struts over to the hay bales and climbs onto the makeshift bed. I follow, ditching every piece of clothing, including my boots and socks.
Sitting at her side, I cup her jaw and give her a kiss. “You ready?”
“Um, yeah.” Her cheeks bloom with pink. She looks at me, and then eyes the open space on the blankets. Has she never done thisbefore? A thrill runs down my spine at the idea of being the one to show her how good this position can be.
“Come on, darlin’.” I lay back and shoot her a wink. “Don’t be shy. Ride me.”
She scootches over, then pushes onto her knees and carefully lifts one to straddle my face. She lowers herself slowly. At first, I think she’s teasing me. The sweetness between her legs is still inches from meeting my mouth, and the desire to taste her drives me wild with anticipation. But when my mouth finally makes contact and she hovers, I realize she might be worried to give me her full body weight. I almost scoff at the idea. I’m a motherfucking cowboy. I was built for this, and I can take a lot more than she weighs.
Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I give a hard tug, pulling her down in one swift move so that her pussy smothers my face.
We both groan.
I urge her to move her hips, guiding them with my hands. It doesn’t take long for her timidness to fade. I lick and moan along her sensitive skin as she rubs her clit over my mouth. The rumbling of the thunderstorm takes a back seat to her pleased hums that grow louder with each passing moment.
Eating pussy is one of my favorite things, and Rosalie doesn’t disappoint. My cock aches for her sweetness while my mouth laps her up. I could do this all night. Hell, I would if she let me.
“Oh, God. I’m almost there.” She grinds down harder and her thighs begin to tremble. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”
