“Eyes open, love. You said you wanted to look at me.”
Sierra’s back arched as her eyes widened, her green irises practically glowing. A pink flush spread throughout her cheeks, and her pouty lips parted in a moan.
I hooked her legs over my shoulders, creating an even deeper angle. Her breasts bounced each time our bodies met, skin slapping against skin.
My hands glided up her body to her nipples. Rolling one between my fingers, I used my free hand to palm the other.
“Will you come inside me again?” She gasped as my cock hit her G-spot.
Fuck.
My head fell back as my balls twitched. “Are you sure?”
“Yes. Please. I want to feel it again.”
Hugging her legs against my chest, I rammed my hips toward hers, pounding into her in messy, desperate thrusts.
A choked sob rose from Sierra’s throat, and she clamped a hand to her mouth to muffle her cries. A whimper fell from my mouth as her pussy clenched around my cock, pulsing and squeezing me.
“Baby, I’m almost there,” I breathed out.
Her needy moans kept me going, and soon we were moaning each other’s names and holding on to each other for support. Her legs fell off my shoulders, and I gripped her thighs as they wrapped around my waist again.
My name fell off her lips in a desperate plea, a prayer,and it sent me over the edge. My vision blackened at the edges and my cock pulsed as I spilled my cum inside her.
Her walls tightened around me, and I knew she’d reached her high, too. I continued to move, staying with her as she came down from her orgasm, a fresh glow painting her cheeks.
“I love you,” she whispered. “So much.”
I inched myself out of her slowly, her pussy releasing my cock with a wet pop. A mixture of my cum and her arousal dripped out of her, and I swiped a finger through the mess.
“I love you more, Skip.” Bringing my finger up to my mouth, I sucked it clean.
Her eyes rolled back at the sight, and it only urged me on. Without thinking, I dipped down between her thighs to lick and suck my own cum clean. It was something I never thought I’d ever do, but when it came to Sierra, I was a starving man. After the first taste of her, I was convinced I’d never get enough.
“Who are you?” She huffed a nervous laugh.
Wiping my mouth, I laid my chin on her stomach. “Yours, baby. I’ve always been yours.”
“Come here.” She beckoned me with a crook of her finger, and I slid up next to her pulling her into my arms.
Sierra rested her head on my chest, and I raked my hand up and down her back, stopping every so often to twirl a strand of her hair on my finger.
“I’m so proud of you, baby. Let’s get cleaned up.” With one last kiss to her forehead, I carried her to the bathroom to run a hot shower.
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
sierra
Ladies and gentlemen, you’ve traveled from all around the world to Las Vegas, Nevada. You’ve watched as the top fifteen cowboys and cowgirls in the world competed in events from barrel racing to bull riding, and we’ve reached the pinnacle event. Tonight, we will crown nine new world champions. Are you ready? Let me hear you!”
An uproar from the crowd drowned out the rest of the announcer’s welcome.
With my head dipped down, I leaned against a wall, taking deep breaths in and out.
One more race.
One more night.
