Page 55 of Rescued By the Mountain Man Cowboy
And that’s intoxicating. I don’t want to have to give it up. Give him up.
I ignore the intrusive worries that this is only temporary for him and admire up close the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen. It’s thick, long, and hard as steel. That pulsing vein down his shaft is hot.
I wrap my hand around it as best as I can and firmly give one, slow stroke.
I look up as Luke’s jaw clenches.
“This wasn’t the assignment I gave you,” he rasps.
I raise my brow and grin. “I haven’t gotten to work yet.”
I bring my lips closer and brush them up and down, getting familiar with the feel of him, his scent, the hard heat. The pearl that swells at the tip calls to me so I lick it, lightly tracing the slit.
“Fuck,” Luke coughs, his knees buckling. “Give me those eyes.”
I look up and lick from root to tip.
Groaning, Luke’s nose flares as his eyes harden. “Be a good girl, and put me in that mouth.”
My hips twitch as I squeeze my thighs together for some relief. I feel powerful down here. I’ve always read that and thought it was bullshit. Now, I get it. He’s at my mercy. Not the other way around.
I lavish the tip with my tongue before wrapping my lips around the tip and filling my mouth.
“That’s it, baby,” Luke growls, taking a handful of hair from the back of my head but not guiding me. “Get it nice and wet before I take that pussy.”
I moan around him, loving that vein against my tongue as I bob my head, taking him deeper. My hand tightens at the root, stroking in tune with my mouth. He grows bigger and more pre-release meets my tongue.
“You wet, baby?”
I nod, picking up the tempo and sucking him harder.
Groaning, Luke’s knees are losing the battle. “I’m gonna come, Brown Eyes.”
I keep going, wanting it.
“You want me to fill that mouth?”
I nod, knowing he’s very close. I can’t hold back. I use my free hand between my legs and rub my wet clit, whimpering.
“Make both of us come, Brown Eyes.”
His fingers grip my hair harder, adding shivers down my spine into my core. My fingers rub my clit faster, my hips dancing for friction.
“Fuck, Anna,” Luke chokes as he bends forward and shouts, flooding my mouth with come.
I cry out around his cock as my pussy squeezes and releases. I swallow, running my tongue along the slit at the tip, making him jerk inside my mouth as my body sags, twitching in aftershocks.
An echo pops as Luke falls to his knees, releasing him from my mouth. He pulls my body over him as he falls back on the ground, and I straddle him. We both pant. Luke runs his hands up and down my bare back, landing at my ass, where he softly massages.
“Holy shit, baby…”
“I want you naked,” I whisper, running my hands over his chest.
“Just give me two minutes,” he says, still catching his breath.
I laugh, tilting my head back and smiling at the satisfied set in his eyes. Luke pulls me closer, kissing me deeply, not caring that I taste of him.
The kiss escalates, and he rolls over me. I wrap my legs around his hips, grinding into him. Both of our bare intimate parts, slicking the other. His cock slowly comes to life as I aim to get him inside.
