Marriage-Minded Cowboy by Vicki Lewis Thompson

Author:Vicki Lewis Thompson [Thompson, Vicki Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ocean Dance Press LLC

Chapter Twenty-One

Using his teeth to take off Val’s thong led to giving her a love bite on the tender inside of her thigh, just a little one. She liked it. Wanted more.

He got into it, nipping his way over every delicious inch of her sleek body. He was ready to explode when she turned the tables on him, insisting he lie down and let her do the same.

She made a feast of him, taking great liberties with his package. Talk about erotic. He was on fire, barely had the presence of mind to fetch a condom from the bedside drawer and hand it to her.

She was panting as she rolled it on. “I hate to cover up my favorite chew toy.”

“You’ll be very sorry if you don’t.” He clenched his jaw against the orgasm pushing hard against his iron control.

Snapping the condom in place, she straddled him. “Cork about to pop?”

“Yes, ma’am.” He grasped her around the waist. “I’d be obliged if you’d—”

“Turn me loose, cowboy. I know what I’m doing.”

Evidently she did. In seconds she had him yelling colorful curse words as she rode them both to a shattering climax.

Gradually his world stopped spinning. He gazed up at her. Hands braced on his sweaty chest, head thrown back and breasts quivering, she fulfilled every fantasy he’d had or would have. Love swept through him, a cleansing wind that brought clarity.

He didn’t have to say it. He knew it and that was enough. What he needed for this moment was a joke. And he had one.

Needle, meet haystack. He chuckled.

She tilted her head to meet his gaze. “Do I look funny?”

“You look amazing, all flushed and shiny with sweat.”

Her smile exposed those pearly whites that had driven him almost to madness. “Women aren’t supposed to be shiny with sweat. We gleam and glow.”

“Whatever you’re supposed to do, it’s a great look on you. I wasn’t laughing about that.”

“What, then?’

“That needle and haystack thing. You could make it sexual.”

“I’m sure you could. You have sex on the brain right now. I doubt it was meant that way in the beginning.”

“I’m sure not. But if you’ll be kind enough to lift your haystack, I’ll tend to my needle.”

She groaned. “Now I’ll think of that every time I hear the phrase.”

“Gonna let me up, lady of the gleam?”

“Yes.” She carefully eased away from him. “But you’re a naughty man, Teague Wesley Sullivan, taking a common expression and making it something else entirely.”

“But you like that about me.” Holding onto the condom, he swung his feet over the side and stood.

“Sad to say, I do. Now get out of here.”

He escaped without giving her a gentle, loving kiss, something he’d done a couple of times the night before. He’d gotten away with it then. He couldn’t take the chance now.

When he came back, she’d plumped the pillows and straightened the sheets. She lay on the far side of the bed under the covers, her head propped on her hand. She’d left plenty of room for him.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.