Page 57 of When a Cowboy Falls Hard
Encouraged, he drew a nipple gently into his mouth.
“More.”
He began to suck, taking it easy, banking his hunger.
“More.”
Okay, then. He loosened the reins just a little and concentrated on giving her pleasure, not wallowing in his.
She arched into his caress and urged him on, clearly enjoying the heck out of his approach. Hallelujah.
His groin ached like crazy, but he’d keep this up until she called a halt. Which she did, reaching for him and making a clear, earthy request.
He gladly complied, burying his cock in her juicy channel. He almost came. Locking down that response, he paused, anchoring his attention on her luminous eyes and flushed cheeks. “I need a second.”
She gulped for air. “You can have at least two.”
“Just need the one.” Holding her gaze, he began to stroke. “We can’t be loud.”
“I know.” Breathing fast, her hands on his hips, she rose to meet him. The glow in her eyes intensified each time he drove home.
Home. He’d met her yesterday. They should be awkward with each other. They weren’t. Not even a little.
When he looked into her eyes, she looked right back. No barriers.
They trusted each other. Simple as that. He would come soon and so would she. They would share the most intimate experience two people could have, and he wanted it. Wanted it more than he ever had before.
Her body tensed. Her eyes widened. Now. When her first spasm hit, he hurled himself over the edge. Gasping and shaking, bathed in glory, they shared the freefall and gently touched down.
His world had just shifted. Permanently.
Chapter Twenty
“Epic.” Zinnia stared up at the first lover who’d made her feel cherished. Monty was one of a kind.
“Sure was.”
His soft smile turned her to mush. “Thank you for being so… tender.”
“It was my pleasure.”
“And mine. For once I didn’t feel like a chew toy.”
His eyebrows arched. “A chew toy? Yikes. It’s a wonder you let me near you.”
“I think somehow I knew you would be different. Oh, and next time…” She sucked in air. “Let’s close the windows.”
He choked on a laugh. “You think?”
“I wanted to yell so bad.”
“Me, too.”
“I don’t care how soundly everyone sleeps, they’d hear that.”
“Yeah.” He chuckled. “Loud conversation is one thing, but once we were into it, I realized?—”
“Nobody sleeps that soundly.”
