Read Online Beware of the Cowboy by Mari Freeman - Free Book Online Page B

eye
level.
    He massaged her inner thighs. Wet kisses and nibbles trailed
behind his strong hands as he rubbed tight muscles. Liza leaned back against
the wall, unable to bring herself to speak. His rugged face, the tenderness in
his touch moved her, shook her.
    She loved this man.
    “I need to be in control of almost everything around me,”
she blurted.
    He pushed her legs farther apart, used a thumb to separate
her folds and pushed his tongue into her dripping pussy. “Uh hmmm,” he hummed,
ignoring her words, looking up at her as she arched and gripped the edge of the
tub. He lifted one of her legs and propped it over his shoulder, opening her
farther. Rimming the tight ring of her ass with a finger of his free hand, he
ran his tongue over her throbbing slit. With a moan, she dug her hands into his
hair and watched his eyes as he looked up at her. His tongue pointed and
started to flicker across her clit, making Liza lose all ability to concentrate
on his face. She growled his name through gritted teeth as a breathtaking
orgasm rocked her. She jerked and tried to pull away.
    Blake didn’t give her overwhelmed senses time to recover
before lifting her out of the tub. He carried her to the bedroom and tossed her
on the bed.
    Liza watched his expression grow dark, his face pull taut
with need. Spreading her legs, she leaned back into the pillows and watched him
as he rolled a condom on.
    Moving over her, he pressed the thick head of his cock
against her wet lips. He looked at her, locked his gaze with hers. “You can
have all the control you want outside the bedroom, Liza. Now keep those lovely
eyes open. I want to watch your face as I enter you. Don’t close ’em.
Understand?”
    Liza wriggled her hips in response, rubbing her
still-trembling flesh on his cock. They hadn’t spoken much. Liza wanted to
listen to what his body and those eyes had to say. She had learned to trust
actions. Words were easy enough to misinterpret. It was easy to lie. This, this
relentless, urgent need, spoke volumes. She hadn’t anticipated such need, even
after the intimacy in the foaling barn or his caring control of their fuck in
the mansion. He wanted, needed her every bit as much as she wanted and
needed him. She felt it in his slightly shaky fingers as he fumbled to find her
opening, missing once, using the opportunity to stroke smoothly against her
clit. She raised her hips and pushed forward. He grasped her and held her still
with one hand, guiding his thick tip with the other, finally finding his
target. Liza pushed forward all the way.
    “Oh. Fuck. Yes!” He pulled out and pushed in again,
balls-deep. Liza moaned, still pushing, meeting his thrust. Wrapping her legs
around his waist, she tried to quicken his pace. Blake cupped her face, his
movements slow, controlling, taking.
    “More…faster…” Liza heard the pleading in her own voice.
    “You want more, baby?” He pounded into her once, hesitated,
waited for her answer.
    Her body shook in frustration. “Blake. Please!” She could
only wiggle under his big body. “Please…”
    He didn’t answer as he lifted off her slightly, looked at
the place their bodies joined, and started to fuck her in earnest. Liza
couldn’t meet his thrusts any longer. He was ravenous in his taking. She
clutched at his shoulders, holding on as her body spiraled out of her control.
    Erotic sensations washed over her at his cock sliding in and
out, his wet kisses on her shoulder, his hot breath in her ear. She knew she
was screaming as each stoke opened her, but didn’t care.
    He reached down and teased her clit. It was all she could
stand. With an upward thrust, she braced herself against him, reaching for his
legs to hold him still. Every muscle in her body tensed, her breathing stopped
and white light exploded behind her eyes. Liza barely managed to whisper his
name as she came.
    Blake squeezed his eyes shut and fought his own climax as he
savored the feel of her pussy clamping around him.