Cowboy Got Me Shook (BWWM Romance) Read Online Free PDF

wider, inviting him in.
    Grant’s muscles tightened as she swallowed his cock head. She laid it on her tongue, then swirled it around in her mouth, getting used to his size. As she pleasured him, he ran his fingers through her hair, tightening his grip.
    “Yeah,” he groaned. “That’s good, Angel.”
    With his demand for more, she opened her mouth wider. Angel held her breath as she slid her mouth farther along his shaft. He bulged at her sides he was so big.
    He pulled out of her. Grant allowed her a moment to catch her breath. She hadn’t realized how long he had been inside, and the rush hit her head, leaving her horny and weary. As she regained her composure, Grant reached over, unstrapping her bra with a flick of his skilled fingers.
    The cowboy knew what he was doing. He knew what he was doing so well that it frightened her. He was much more experienced than her. Would he like the way she pleasured him?
    Grant grinned. He feasted on the sight of her voluptuous, tender breasts. It seemed like he was having a good time. She had to be positive. Angel forced herself to take his waiting cock again, opening wider so she could fit more the second time.
    As she swallowed him deeper, he massaged her breasts. Grant felt how full and heavy her breasts were, groaning as he went.
    “You’re so sensitive,” he said. “Hell...” He couldn’t get over the ripples of excitement that passed over Angel’s body each time he ran over her nipples.
    She took him all the way until he touched the back of her throat. Angel held him there. She only thought about how great it must have felt for Grant, and that turned her on even more. His grip tightened on her hair as she deepthroated him. She allowed him to use her. As he thrust into her, her sex throbbed, swollen and sore, ready to be taken.
    Grant continued to tease her tits. Angel moaned, looking up at him with doe eyes.
    He tilted her head back.
    “Look at me. Keep looking at me. That’s it, babe.”
    He gasped, muscles flexing as he slowly, sensually used her mouth. Angel helped him, sucking him deeper in unison with his thrusting. They worked to the same beat. She listened to his breath growing increasingly rapt and loud.
    She couldn’t wait to feel his seed splash against her tongue.
    Finally, with Grant teasing her nipples, turned on by their tenderness, he burst in her mouth. He came, pushing deeper.
    Angel thrust her hands on his thighs to try to contain herself as he unloaded onto her tongue. She took him completely, allowing herself to drink his sweet and salty cum until he was drained.
    He pumped her full. Angel, reeling from the excitement, pulled away. She wiped the remainder from her lips. It tasted wonderful, intoxicating. She wished they could continue. She wished he could guide her into bliss.
    She needed nurturing. Her sex panged, demanding that Grant continue. She wanted to silence it. Instead, shy, and succumbing to the cowboy’s strength, she looked up at him complacently.
    “Does this mean I get to leave?”
    Grant laughed. Then he pulled his cock, already growing again, into his jeans. He zipped it back up.
    “Hell no. It means you’re definitely staying.”
    Grant grabbed her by the end of the rope, dragging her to her feet. He tugged at her to follow him back to the ranch.
    Angel, too confused not to, obeyed.
     
     
    Grant was up before the sun. He cursed while kicking out of bed. How in the hell did he allow the girl to do that to him? He could still feel her mouth, could still smell their sweet sex, the phantom taste of her sultry tongue followed closely by the pangs of regret.
    As the day dawned, he showered, scrubbing off the lingering sex. He could still smell her on him no matter how hard he brushed. He sighed, forgetting it, and wiped himself off with the towel. That’s when Grant realized that he never locked the door to the bathroom.
    He sprang for it at once. He locked it, gasping, mumbling over his foolishness. What on Earth was he