bra.
She placed her hands on her hips. “Your turn.”
Grinning, he took his shirt and hat off but didn’t stop
there. He stripped down to nothing in seconds. She let out a yelp as he
advanced, pinning her to the quilt.
He loved seeing her naked but his cock surged painfully at
the thought of slowly undressing her. Without him having to say a word, she
tilted her hips up so he could slide her jeans off.
His hands and fingers slid over her bare ass, revealing that
the skimpy hot pink number she wore was a thong. After shoving her jeans to the
side, he found his discarded ones and pulled a condom from the back pocket.
Adrianna sat up and yanked it from his hands. “My turn this
time.”
Dominating her and ordering her around was an incredible
turn-on but he liked this side of her too.
She ripped the packet open, then placed a delicate finger in
the middle of his chest. “On your back, cowboy.”
Unable to stop the grin that spread across his face, he did
as she asked, quickly switching places with her. His chest fell and rose
rapidly as she straddled him and grasped his cock. Slowly, torturously, she
rolled the condom over his hard length.
He made a move to touch her but she leaned back. “No
touching until I say so.”
“Bossy aren’t we?” But he did as she said. He put his hands
behind his head because it was the only way he could stop himself from grabbing
her, flipping her on her back and fucking her until they were both too tired to
move.
Slowly, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.
He’d seen and tasted her breasts but his breath caught as she bared those pink
nipples he’d been having wicked dreams about. He couldn’t help but wonder if
he’d ever get tired of seeing her.
She scooted up, dragging her scantily covered pussy across
his cock and leaned forward just enough to tease him with her breasts. Swishing
back and forth, she swept her nipples across his mouth, giving him only seconds
to taste her.
Foreplay, foreplay, foreplay. The words ran through his head
like a mantra but his cock won the battle. Pushing up, he flipped her on her
back and nestled between her thighs.
She exhaled a quick breath of surprise. “I thought I was in
control this time.”
A small chuckle escaped. “Sorry darlin’, I don’t take orders
very well.”
Reaching between her legs, he pushed her thong to the side
and swirled a finger around her entrance. No surprise, she was soaking wet.
The little minx was going to completely drain him. He
couldn’t look at her without getting hard. Without wanting to bury every inch
of himself inside her and just stay there.
She moaned and arched her back as he slid a finger into her.
He dragged his finger against her inner wall, pressing against the sensitive
area as he did, then pushed two digits inside. Her slick pussy clenched around
him, pulling him deeper.
He leaned forward and buried his face between her breasts.
He hadn’t had a chance to shave yet so by the way she nearly vaulted off the
quilt, he guessed his stubble tickled her sensitive skin.
Head thrown back against the quilt, she rocked her hips
against his hand, urging him to continue.
But he wasn’t quite ready for this to be over yet. Adrianna
had said nothing about staying or the future. He planned to make damn sure that
when the time came, she decided to stay on at the ranch for good. Sex wouldn’t
keep her forever but it was a good start.
In his gut, he knew he loved Adrianna. He’d been lusting
after her for as long as he could remember but he’d fallen for her four years
ago. And man, had he fallen hard. He’d never seen it coming either.
But when he’d stumbled on her in the stables, it had been
like something out of his fantasy. Now his fantasy was a reality and he wasn’t
letting go.
As she raked her fingers across his chest and up around his
neck, he reached down and cupped her tight ass, kneading and massaging the soft
flesh.
“Sam,” she moaned out his name. The word was