Domme for Cowboy by Jenna Howard

Author:Jenna Howard [Howard, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jenna Howard

Chapter Seven

“I always thought this was an easy process. You make it look as painful as getting kicked in the nuts by a bull.”

Looking up from her notebook, Luke stood on the other side of the porch railing. He hooked his arms over the top and gazed at her with calm blue eyes. “Been kicked there a lot?”

“Thank hell, no. Come on.”

“Where?”

“We’re playing hooky.” He shifted to the side so she saw two horses saddled and waiting.

Rising up, she set aside her guitar and walked over to him. With the height difference of the porch and where he stood, it made her a few inches taller than him. A girl had to like looking down on a guy once in awhile. He peered up at her, his hat pushed back on his head. “Are we?”

His fingers hooked in her front pockets and he nodded slowly.

“Think you’ll get lucky?”

He smiled slowly.

Leaning down, she dipped her head under the brim of his hat. “But you asked for the fireworks.” She kissed him because to not do so was a crime. “You said, ‘Will you fuck me under the fireworks?’ so that’s what I’m going to do.” She hadn’t planned to stretch it out but torturing him was fun.

“Doesn’t mean you can’t do it beforehand.” His hands shifted, flattening on her hips. “I ache, Jessa.”

Her foot slipped between the posts and ran over his arousal, thick behind the denim. “I know.”

He huffed at her smile. His fingers dug into her hips as her bare toes molded over his erection. She applied gentle pressure and the low, needy sound that escaped from him made all those hot, powerful impulses that begged to dominate this man surge to life.

They’d appear normal to anyone looking at them. Her standing on the porch as she talked to him. Only the two of them knew what she was doing. She pressed more against him. His fingers spasmed as his hips pushed forward into the contact, into the light pain. Oh how delicious. Through the denim of her cut-offs she felt the fabric grow damp from her response.

Her foot slid down the ridge of his fly, between the notch of his legs then down his thigh. Little pants came from him as he blinked a few times.

“I’ll change.”

“Pity,” he said as he ran his legs down her bare legs, “to hide these legs. I dream of these legs, Jess. Wrapped around me, holding me close as I pound hard into you. I dream of them tightening around me as you come, shouting my name, as I spill into you. I ache.”

His hands slid up under the ragged edges of her shorts to tease the crease where her thighs met her ass. Luke knew how to tease. She breathed heavily as his mouth formed the words, wove the image.

“I dream of these legs straddling my head as I quench the thirst of a lifetime on your pussy.” His hands spread beneath the denim. “I ache, Jessa.” His lips nipped hers. “I want inside you because I remember how good it felt to be there, to feel you come around me.

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