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“It’s only fair,” I breathed. “You’ve been doing the same to me for months.” He didn’t even bother kicking his boots or jeans off, just let them drop to his ankles. Once he had me bare, he lifted me into his arms and impaled me on his cock, slamming his lips down on mine to muffle my cry. His kiss swallowed my needy whimper.
Dropping me onto the table, he reached down to play with my clit. “I need you to be quiet. Can you do that for me?” I nodded, promising him I wouldn’t make a sound. “Good girl,” he said, circling my clit with just the right amount of pressure. I tightened around him, and a moan fell from my lips. He pulled his fingers away but continued to thrust into me. “If you can’t keep quiet, I might just have to shove these panties into your mouth,” he warned, pulling my discarded panties out of his shirt pocket and twirling them around his finger.
“Maybe you should use your cock instead,” I taunted in challenge.
“You want me to stuff that pretty mouth full of my cock and come down your throat, don’t you?” he asked.
“Mmm hmm,” I replied as a pulse of arousal shot through me. Who knew the stoic cowboy had such a dirty mouth? It was an unexpected, albeit pleasant, surprise.
He brought his thumb down on my clit and rubbed it to the rhythm of his strokes. Pressure mounted in my core, and I tried to hold back, but a cry of pleasure slipped out. I slammed my hand over my mouth to conceal the sound. Gabe let me ride out my orgasm, and when my body stopped convulsing, he withdrew and yanked me to my feet. I fell to my knees and opened my mouth, eagerly waiting for him to dish out my punishment.
He brushed the head over my lips, his eyes darkening with carnal desire. “Open,” he demanded, and I complied. He pushed inside. “Now suck your cum off me.” I wrapped my lips around it and sucked, bobbing up and down. “You missed some,” he said, his voice shaky with his impending orgasm. I knew what he meant. The base of his dick hadn’t reached my lips yet. He was too big for me to take him all in.
“Breathe through your nose and relax your throat,” he instructed, tangling his hands in my hair. There was questioning in his eyes, like he wanted to make sure I understood what was about to happen and was okay with it. I gave him a subtle nod and did what he said as goosebumps erupted across my skin. It was inexplicable how badly I wanted this. He pumped in and out a couple times, going a little further with each thrust. “Swallow,” he advised and I did. Then he finally pushed home, and my nose bumped his pubis. He held me there for a moment, and I swallowed to keep my gag reflex from kicking in.
“Fuck,” he hissed through his teeth then pulled back. He repeated the motion, pressing in and holding for a few seconds. “You’re doing so well,” he praised, and my pussy clenched. It was a shame we wouldn’t have time for another round.
After a few more thrusts, he was ready to blow. “Stick out your tongue. I want to see you swallow my cum.” He released my hair and pulled back. I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue. He fisted his cock and pumped it up and down until he was coming. Most of it landed on its intended target, but a little got on my cheek and chin. Never had I imagined being into something like this, but with Gabe, it made me feral.
He panted and his chest heaved as he drew in a ragged breath. His eyes were dark and heated as he gazed down at me. Too breathless to speak, he nodded. I closed my mouth and swallowed, moaning like it was the best thing I’d ever tasted. He reached down and swiped the cum off my face with his thumband rubbed it over my lips before pressing it into my mouth. I sucked it off his skin, never breaking eye contact.
Reaching down, he pulled me to my feet and wrapped his arms around me, folding me against his chest. His pulse thrummed, his heart beating overtime.
“I’ve never done that before,” he confessed.
“What? Come in a woman’s mouth?” I asked, knowing full well that wasn’t what he meant.
“No, I mean coming on her face and tongue and making her show me. I’ve never even had the inclination.”
“Me neither. I’ve never enjoyed having it on me or in my mouth and usually shy away from it, but with you, it’s different. I want it all over me. I want it inside me. I want you to mark me with it.”
“Jasmine,” he groaned. “Don’t say things like that when I don’t have time to reward you properly.”
“You can pay up later,” I said, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before plucking my panties from his pocket and slipping them back on.
“Hey, I was going to keep those,” he said indignantly.
“There’s no way I’m walking around this ranch in these jeans with no panties on. I’ll be so chafed you won’t be able to touch me for a week.”
“Never mind,” he replied, holding his hands up in surrender. “They’re all yours.”
We finished dressing and I braided my hair, this time much tighter. The loose plats had been mussed by Gabe’s eager fingers.
“Same time tomorrow?” he asked with a crooked grin.
“We’ll see,” I replied sassily and turned to walk away. He swatted my butt, and I yelped in surprise before scurrying away.
Sneaking out the back door, I untied Juniper from the post and climbed into the saddle, hoping no one had noticed me coming and going.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case.
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
JASMINE
Every day, I met Gabe in the barn when I knew no one would be around. Sometimes all we did was kiss because we didn’t have time to do much else, but even our kisses were hot and heavy, the air between us charged and ready to ignite. The moments we did have time for more, he had me bent like a pretzel as he took me on every surface in the loft. He typically trained with Nash right after lunch, so I made sure to be gone before my brother showed up.
Nash was currently on hiatus from the bull riding circuit after all the trouble he’d been in lately. Fortunately, the judge had decided to show him mercy and only gave him probation and community service. He’d decided to make good use of that time and threw all his energy into training. My parents were holding out hope that if he was focused on that, he would be less likely to go looking for trouble.
