Cowboy Edition EBook

by Maree, Kay

  Pushing to my feet and holding my hand out for her.

  “Okay,” sliding her warm hand in mine, pulling her up and into my chest.

  Kissing the softest and most addictive lips I have ever tasted.

  I have never really liked kissing before, but with her, I can’t get enough.

  I have had one girlfriend in my life when I was younger, but when I met Lucy, I put all my focus on working the land and trying to fight the urge to make her mine.

  I thought it wasn’t fair bringing another woman into my life if I couldn’t give them all of me.

  The first bars to Die A Happy Man by Thomas Rhett begins to play.

  Pulling her into me more, not wanting an inch of space between us, I push one hand through her hair, twisting the strands between my fingers as my other hand grips her ass.

  “I swear you have an ass fetish,” she giggles, staring up at me.

  Brushing my lips across hers, I pull back a little, leaving barely a millimetre between our lips.

  “I have an anything Lucy fetish and your ass is just a fucking bonus,” I husk out.

  “You say the sweetest things,” she hums, giggling.

  Her arms loop around my neck, those nails running down my neck as she burrows her face into my chest. Leaning down I bury my nose into her hair taking in her sweet cherry scent mixed with wild berries from the body wash I left in the shower for her.

  Kissing the crown of her head, just letting her warmth seep through me as the song says everything I’m feeling.

  “Do you like the house?”

  “I love it, it’s so different to what it was the last time I was here,” she smiles down at me as we make our way up the stairs to our room but I notice she takes her steps cautiously.

  I bite off a chuckle, knowing those balls would be making it very hard for her.

  “I’ll give you a tour tomorrow,” I smile back.

  “It’s huge if you weren’t playing music earlier you may have had to send out a search party for me,” she laughs waving her hand around.

  “I would always find you, Little Vixen,” I chuckle.

  Reaching the top of the stairs, I grip her waist, guiding her to our bedroom.

  “Are you ready for me to take those balls out now?” I breathe down her neck.

  She tilts her neck, giving me more room as I follow my words with tiny kisses down an imaginary line down the column of her neck.

  Her head nods slowly as her nails did into my hands at her waist.

  That ass rubs against the front of my jeans, making me grunt.

  “Tease,” I growl, biting down where her neck meets her collarbone, making her giggle.

  “Says the guy that shoves little vibrating balls up my hoo-ha and torments me all night.”

  “Touche`,” I grunt, lending her over to the bed.

  Turning her in my arms, I slam my mouth down on hers.

  Breaking away I give her a little push, her back lands on the bed.

  Her black hair fans out across the grey covers like a halo, I don’t miss the sparkle in her eyes as she wiggles up the bed.

  “I want to make you burn for me,” I huff, slowly undoing the buttons on my shirt.

  Her legs squeeze together, and she follows that up with swallowing loudly.

  “You like the sound of that?” arching a brow, watching her little head begin to nod.

  “Words Vixen, I wanna hear you say it.”

  “Y-yes, I want that,” her voice floats around me, drawing me in more.

  Pulling my shirt off, I throw it along with my Stetson to the floor.

  My knees hit the edge of the mattress.

  My eyes roam up every inch of her red lace clad body.

  Knowing I need her naked I grab her ankles pinning them to the bed when she tries to kick off her shoes.

  “I want them on.”

  My voice sounds like I have been chewing on nails all night.

  Lucy’s breath picks up speed and her fingers begin to twist in the bedcover.

  “Okay.” her voice is whisper soft.

  Leaning over, my knees sliding up the bed effectively pushing her legs apart, I gradually begin to slide the dress up her smooth skin. Biting into my lip as each flushed inch of skin is revealed, growling low in my throat as her bare pussy comes into view.

  “Up,” I clip.

  Lifting her ass enough for me to slide it the rest of the way up, I nod in approval.

  Pulling it up over her head, her midnight hair cascades all around her.

  Her eyes shine up at me and I don’t miss the hint of trepidation swimming in the depths.

  “I’m not gonna do anything to hurt you.”

  “I know,” those two words settle deep.

  Pushing back off the bed I take her in and fuck, what a sight, her hard nipples are just calling for my mouth and that bare pussy glistens under the overhead lights.

  “You’re fucking gorgeous,” I murmur, running the tip of my finger across my bottom lip.

  “Don’t hide from me,” I growl when she turns her face away.

  A deep blush creeps down her neck, her breathing is choppy as those eyes come back to me.

  Leaning down, I push against the hidden drawer at the base of the bed, pulling out black lengths of rope, wrapping it around my knuckles.

  Pulling tight, testing the hold.

  Her eyes widen and that little pink tongue peeks out and runs across her lips.

  Pushing the drawer closed with my foot I crawl back up the bed grabbing one of her hands in mine kissing the tip of each finger before wrapping the rope around her wrist.

  I quickly secure it to a small bronze hoop ring screwed into the wooden headboard of the bed. Grabbing her other hand, I kiss those fingers too, then secure that one to the other side.

  Leaning back, I take in my handy work loving the contrast of the black rope against her tanned skin as her hands flex testing the hold.

  “No getting away from me now,” I chuckle, pushing back down the bed.

  “I want to tie your ankles too, but not tonight.”

  Encircling her ankles in my hands, squeezing.

  Tonight I want to feel those sexy fucking heels digging into my back,” I growl.

  Running the tips of my fingers down the inside of her legs admiring the goosebumps breaking out following in their wake.

  Satisfaction runs through me when I hear her breath catch, and because I’m between her legs, I feel them try to squeeze together.

  “Lucas,” she whines so sweetly.

  “Yeah babe,” I cock an arrogant brow making her growl.

  “I’m aching,” she pouts.

  “We can’t have that now. Can we?” I tsk.

  Pushing from the bed, reaching into my back pocket and pulling out the remote control.

  “Don’t cum till I say so.”

  “Seriously?” she whimpers, pulling her knees together again.

  I don’t respond, instead, I flick the first setting on.

  “Shit,” she hisses, her back bows off the bed, gripping the rope in her hands, twisting so it wraps around her fingers.

  My lip twitches knowing there isn’t much give in them, just enough for her to get her grip.

  Spreading her legs apart, my cock punching forward, wanting in, but I push the need away and concentrate on my girl.

  With the tip of my tongue, I graze it slowly up one leg, taking the time to suck behind her knee.

  Feeling her quiver.

  Blowing a warm breath over her pussy.

  Going back to her other leg I do the same thing as the first just as slowly letting her moans soak through me.

  “Ready for round two? Vixen,” I gruff out.

  My mouth hovering over her pussy, but I don’t give her time to answer.

  Flicking the remote to the next setting her legs tense around me, hooking my arms under her knees, I pull them over my shoulders then start suckin
g her hard clit into my mouth.

  “Don’t cum,” I growl, dipping my tongue inside her.

  My body shudders when her taste explodes across my tongue.

  My fingers flex into her thighs.

  I quickly pull away when I feel her pussy walls contract around my tongue.

  “Fuck, shit,” she spits out, her body trying to push back down against my face.

  Leaning forward, I lazily lap up every drop.

  Teasing her just a little bit more before releasing one thigh, I slide my thumb over her hard clit at a torturous pace.

  “I need to cum, oh please, please, please,” she screams begging so prettily.

  “Cum,” I growl.

  Reaching over I find the remote.

  Flicking it to the third final punch setting and she loses her mind.

  Those fucking heels dig into my back.

  I relish the pain as I suck her clit into my mouth and bite down.

  That’s all it takes to send her spiralling into ecstasy, screaming my fucking name.

  “Lucasssss.”

  “Best fucking sound in the world,” I growl.

  Taking in her trembling body, flushed skin and the sheen of sweat glistening all over her curves.

  “Shit, that,” her hands squeeze the ropes, gasping.

  “That was... Damn... I don’t even have words,” she gushes panting.

  Staring at me with sex drunk eyes.

  “That was only round one Vixen,”

  Leaning up on my knees, pulling the silver balls out as I go.

  A small moan slips off her tongue.

  Tossing them aside and flipping my belt buckle open at the same time, pulling it through the loops of my dress pants.

  My fucking cock is painfully hard.

  I’m amazed I didn’t blow my fucking load as her body writhed against my mouth.

  “Oh, hell,” she breathes.

  Her eyes tracking my every movement as I snap the belt against my palm licking her taste off my lips, a deep rumble vibrates through me all over again.

  “It’s time to let go and fall into me, now Little Vixen, I ain’t going anywhere.

  Trust me with your heart.”

  My eyes lock with hers and I see the moment when she hears the truth in my words.

  My shoulders feel lighter, a deep exhale gushes out of me.

  Not even realising I was holding my breath.

  Making her burn for me and then explode right open for me,

  is the most exquisite thing I have ever seen.

  Now just to plant my baby in that cute body of hers,

  then all my fantasies would have come true...

  Lucy Rose Jacobson - MINE!

  “It’s time to let go and fall into me now, Little Vixen, I ain’t going anywhere. Trust me with your heart.”

  Those words soak through my every pore and I want to give him every inch of me.

  I moved here to do just that two weeks ago.

  I had my reservations about actually succeeding in my mission.

  But now at this moment, with his exquisite crystal blue eyes sparking with unrestrained control locked on mine, my body hums in anticipation for what’s to come.

  I can’t think of one damn reason why I had doubts, to begin with.

  I want to fall; I want to break free of the ever-living fear of being abandoned. I want to let those three words I have never given to anyone since my father left slip past my lips.

  I want to give it all to him.

  Fascination runs through me when I see his shoulders drop a little as an easy smile graces those lips as if he knows I’m ready.

  My fingers flex, wanting to touch him, but being tied to his bed and feasted on like a gourmet meal for the past half hour makes it kind of hard to move.

  My head snaps out of my whirling thoughts, my body jerks, my fingers pull against my bindings with the snap of the belt again.

  That Snap triggers the start of an all-new fire burning through me well and truly ready for round two.

  “I really like you tied up Baby, but I want to feel those nails against my back,” he smirks.

  Crawling back up the bed, my body jolts as the soft material from his dress pants brush my inner thighs.

  My skin feels hypersensitized and just a simple touch has my toes curling in my shoes.

  Leaning down he brushes strands of my hair behind my ear, brushing his lips over mine I hum as I taste myself on his lips.

  Reaching over, he undoes the rope around my left wrist, rubbing where the rope bit into my skin. Kissing the inside of my wrist before reaching over and doing the same to my other hand.

  I want to say something but my words have seemed to have disappeared and all I can do is make pathetic humming, whimper sounds as his weight settles against me.

  “Cat got your tongue, Little Vixen?” he chuckles.

  Leaning on his hands either side of my head, I try to suck down the moan that’s threatening to spill-free when he pushes his hard length into me.

  It’s no use, my body is no longer mine to control and there is something freeing about that.

  “Mmmhmmm,” comes out as my eyes flutter shut at the sensation.

  “I don’t think I have ever seen you lost for words before baby, let alone you not having a smartass comment queued up,” he chuckles.

  “Give me time,” my voice isn’t even my own right now.

  “Ah, there she is,” he tweaks my nose before pushing up and off the bed with ease, muscles flexing.

  God, my man is sexy.

  “Where are you going, Stallion?”

  He doesn’t reply, he simply kicks his boots off, then ever so slowly undoes the button and fly of his pants.

  Pushing them down his legs.

  My mouth waters at the sight of him in nothing but black boxer briefs.

  “I want to taste you,” I blurt out.

  My eyes widen when I notice the outline of his hard length.

  Shit, would I even fit that in my mouth?

  I don’t know, but I really wanna give it the old college try.

  “Later, I’m holding on by a thread here baby,”

  His voice is rough as gravel and slides straight through me.

  Getting to my hands and knees.

  Crawling towards him and I just hope it looks as sexy as what I have seen in movies.

  He watches my every move, that thick tongue swiping over his bottom lip sending shivers down my spine remembering feeling it between my legs.

  I internally fight hard against the need to squeeze my thighs together right now.

  “Just a little one,” I purr.

  Inwardly smirking when a deep rumble travels through him as I rake my nails slowly down his chest.

  His head falls back on his shoulders as I run a nail from left to right, just above the elastic of his briefs.

  Taking that as my opportunity I swap out my finger for my tongue and let it travel the same line.

  “Shit,” he hisses between clenched teeth, his hand wrapping into my hair and making a fist. Without warning, I tug his briefs down, wrap my hand around the hard length.

  Leaning down running my tongue over the tip humming when a drop of precum coats my tongue.

  “Lucy,” he growls out a warning when I dip the tip of my tongue into the little hole, wanting more. Looking up at him through my lashes.

  Opening my mouth, I hum around his hardness sliding down his length.

  Never breaking my eyes away from his, purring.

  My hand starts to move up and down, feeding more into my mouth.

  “Fuck,” his hand tightens in my hair, sending tiny pinpricks of pain, pleasure shooting down my spine.

  My body trembles in response.

  His other hand grips my throat, his thumb rubbing over my cheek.

  Taking a deep breath in and out through my nose I slide back down swallowing around his hard length trying no
t to gag.

  Tears prick the corners of my eyes and saliva gathers at the corners of my mouth.

  I don’t stop and from the rumble that thunders through him, he is enjoying this too.

  His hand around my throat flexes making me moan but with his dick in my mouth it comes out muffled.

  “Shit,” he spits out.

  My fingers against his waist feel his whole body tighten from the vibration of my moan and just as I go to slide back down he grips my hair harder and pulls back.

  “Enough,” he grits out.

  Running his thumb over my bottom lip, catching the bit of saliva about to drop with the pad of his thumb, sucking it into his mouth.

  Making me whimper.

  Pulling his briefs back up with his free hand.

  Pissing me off because I know he plans on torturing me some more.

  “On your back, I’m about to show you what it means when you don’t listen to me,” he clips out letting me go.

  Not missing the command and craving more, I do what he says.

  It’s then I realise I still have my shoes on reaching down, I go to remove them but he pulls on my ankles stopping me.

  “Leave them.”

  Shit, that voice has my heartbeat echoing through my body.

  “I want to be gentle with you, Little Vixen, but you just tested my control.”

  He nips, sucks, and kisses an invisible path up my stomach before sucking a hard nipple into his warm mouth. Rolling his tongue over the hard peak, my back arches, my breathing picks up and tingles race straight through me.

  Sliding the tip of his tongue across my chest till he reaches my other nipple and lazily tortures that one too.

  I grip the pillow behind my head in a white knuckle hold.

  His ministrations have a direct hit and travel straight to my clit as it begins pulsing.

  “Don’t need gentle,” I pant.

  “Need...Oh shit… I n-need you,” I manage to get out.

  My mouth goes dry; a sheen of sweat covers my body all over again.

  He said he wanted me to burn for him, and that’s what I’m doing.

  I'm reaching for an imaginary cliff and I want to jump, but before I can he pulls back.

  “No, don--” I rush out, but I’m cut off when his lips hit mine, stealing my next breath.

  His fingers grip the top of my head, making me whimper as his talented fingers on his other hand tweak one of my nipples.