9781618857279MakeMineaCowboySullivanNC

by Sandy Sullivan

  She tried to see herself from his point of view. Her breasts were pretty, still pert with dusky, pink nipples. Her hips were rounded, but those were supposed to be good for child birthing. Long legs. She’d heard men liked long legs. She wasn’t fat, really but maybe a little plump.

  “You’re a beautiful woman, Mesa.”

  He stood behind her. A head taller than her five foot eight inches making him over six feet. His dark hair curled slightly at the end resting near the nape of his neck. Glacier blue eyes stared back at her in the mirror, dilated widely, and burning hot with lust. They reminded her of a blue flame. The calluses on his hands abrading her skin felt luscious on her body. His five o’clock shadow scraped her shoulders as he rubbed his chin along the slope.

  “Cold?” he whispered, running his tongue down her neck.

  “No. Excited would be a better word.”

  “Good. I want you excited.” He stepped around her and took her hand, drawing her closer to the big bed in the corner.

  With a little tug, he sat her on the edge. Now, he stood directly in front of her, his belt buckle even with her face. Should she touch him? Help him undress? She wasn’t sure of the next move.

  “Only do as I tell you. I’ll make sure you know exactly what to do.”

  “Okay.”

  “Unbuckle my belt.”

  She reached for the large buckle at his waist, slipping the belt through the loops until it had been pulled complete free of his pants. The leather was soft and worn under her touch. What would it feel like to have him use it on my ass? She bit her lips in concentration. Should she undo his jeans?

  “Some other time we’ll play with the belt. I don’t want to overload you.” He ran the tip of his finger over her bottom lip. “Open my pants.”

  A soft sigh escaped her lips as he stuck his thumb between her teeth, forcing her mouth open slightly.

  “You’re gonna suck me. I want to feel those plump lips wrapped around my cock.”

  Once she got his pants open, she tugged the jeans and his boxers down around his hips so his cock sprang free.

  “I don’t think I can take all of you.”

  “You’ll do fine, darlin’. I believe in you.”

  “Can we turn off the lights?”

  “No. I want to see you goin’ down on me. There’s nothin’ sexier than a woman’s mouth wrapped around my cock.”

  The heat rising from her chest to splash across her cheeks burned her skin. She wasn’t used to being so open with a bed partner. Hell, sex with her ex consisted of lights off and strictly missionary. This was totally different. Sexy. Spontaneous. Hot.

  “Take me in your hand. Cup my balls with the other one.”

  She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and cupped her hand around the slightly furred sacks below. “Like this?”

  “Have you ever given a blow job before, Mesa?”

  “Yes, but I want to do this right.”

  “Do what you want. I’ll guide you. You’ll be able to tell what feels good for me by the sounds.”

  She took just the head of his cock between her lips. His hips surged toward her, shoving it a little farther inside her mouth.

  “Oh yeah. That’s good.”

  Giving into the notion he enjoyed what she did, she sucked lightly on the head, bringing him more into her mouth. She gagged slightly as he pushed past her palate and hit the back of her throat.

  “Breathe through your nose. The gagging will pass.”

  She backed off in depth and sucked air in through her nose. Her gag reflex had always been very sensitive.

  “If you can’t go very deep, it’s okay. Use your hand to give me the pressure from the bottom and your mouth to counter it. Roll my balls between your fingers.”

  She pushed him back slightly and dropped to hers knees so she could get better leverage on what she was doing. The little whimpers, groans and other sounds coming from his mouth as she pleasured him, drove her own desire higher. Wetness coated her pussy. She wished she had a hand free to touch herself. The pressure building between her thighs drove her crazy.

  “You’re doin’ great, darlin’.” He pushed his hips toward her face. “A little more suction. Oh yeah. Perfect.” She bobbed her head, running her tongue around the tip of his cock as she drove his pleasure higher. “That’s it. Okay stop or I’m gonna blow in your mouth and I don’t want to. I want to be inside you when I come.”

  He helped her stand before pushing her back onto the bed and quickly removed the rest of his clothing. The gorgeous body standing in front of her blew her mind. His cock stood long and thick against his abdomen and she wondered again how it would ever fit inside her without tearing her apart.

  “I love your breasts. They are fucking gorgeous.” He cupped them in both hands, lightly sucking the right and then the left nipple. After he feasted on her breasts for a couple of minutes, he worked his way down her abdomen until he knelt on the floor between her thighs.

  “Wait.”

  “What?”

  “What are you gonna do?”

  “I want to lick you clean and make you come so hard you see stars.”

  “But…” He licked the inside of her thigh, stopping with a little nip to the skin. “Ouch.”

  “This body is mine tonight. No more talking.”

  He spread her thighs further apart and settled himself down there. Embarrassment flushed her cheeks. Her ex had never does this before, which may be part of the reason their love life sucked so badly. Now she knew the difference and…oh.

  His wet tongue skimmed her outer pussy lips. The rough texture felt heavenly on her pussy as she relaxed into the comforter and let Joel do what he wanted. Fire built her in pelvis. Need scorched her body, flushing her skin to a pale pink. Blood pounded in her ears. The wet slide reached her clit and her hips lifted off the bed. His hand pushed her back down as he flicked his tongue over the hard nub.

  “Oh God.”

  “Come for me, Mesa.”

  Heat crawled up her legs. Her pelvis burned. Blood rushed in her veins to the one spot he continued to lick. The moment he sucked her clit between his lips, she exploded, screaming his name in the heat of passion she’d never felt before.

  “Very nice, baby.” Two of his fingers pushed into her pussy. “You’re beautiful when you come. Shall we try for another?”

  “Another?” she squeaked, exhausted from the first one.

  “You can do it again. I know you can.”

  The two dangerous digits in her pussy felt like heaven and hell at the same time. He shoved them in and out in a slow, taunting rhythm that she found had her blood pounding again in a few short minutes. Surely she couldn’t come again so soon?

  His tongue returned to her clit doing quick figure eights. His fingers continued their movement and the next thing she knew, she exploded again without much warning this time. No heat in her legs, no tingling in her pussy, nothing to warn her of the impending blast.

  “Oh God!” she screamed. “Joel!”

  As she slowly returned to awareness, she realized he’d moved from between her thighs to hover over her. His latex covered cock nudged at her opening.

  “Are you ready for me?”

  “You’re so big.”

  “It’ll fit, darlin’. You are so wet, it’ll slide right in. Open for me.”

  She pulled her thighs further apart, tensing as he pushed the head of his cock inside.

  “Relax. I won’t hurt you.”

  The slow glide of his cock felt amazing. Her muscles relaxed as he slowly stretched her to take him. “Holy shit, you feel fantastic. More.”

  “Your wish is my command.”

  Within moments, he had fully filled her and she had her legs wrapped around his hips. “I need more, Joel.”

  He chuckled. “There isn’t any more, Mesa. You’ve got all of me, darlin’.”

  “No. I mean you need to move more.” She raised her hips to take him deeper.

  “Ah. That I can do, bab
e.” He shifted his hips, dragging his cock from her pussy and then snapping his hips to slam his cock into her.

  “Yes, ah God, yes. Do that again.” She fisted the comforter beneath her in her hands. Lord, she needed this. Every slide, every movement, every touch brought her higher and higher. He bent over to take her nipple into his mouth. The moan escaping from her lips sounded primal. He growled low in his throat as he continued to pump into her, practically scooting her across the bed. His fingers dug into the fleshy part of her hips. She’d probably have bruises there in the morning but she didn’t care. She wanted this with him so badly.

  She could taste him on her tongue.

  She struggled into a sitting position so she could be closer.

  “You okay?”

  “Fantastic. Don’t stop. I just want to taste your skin.” She ran her tongue over the ridges of his chest. His right nipple tempted her so she tongued it and then sucked it between her lips.

  He continued to pound into her flesh. The pretzel maneuver felt like wave after wave of sensation breaking over her. Her climax hovered on the edges of her consciousness. She reached for the stars as the final moment crested her mind, throwing her into a spiral of sensation as he groaned her name.

  “God, Mesa.” He panted. “That was…”

  “Awesome?”

  “Stupendous. I’ve never come so hard in my life. I think I lost consciousness there for a second.”

  “I’m glad.”

  “Nothin’ like makin’ an impression, babe.”

  “And take a little piece of your heart with me?”

  Chapter Seven

  Her stomach felt like she swallowed a rock. Not a good thing to say right after sex. “I’m kidding!”

  “Don’t do that! You scared the hell out of me.” He slowly eased from inside her before he went to dispose of the condom in the bathroom. “Do you need to wash up?”

  “Yeah. I’m kind of sticky.” She sat up and brushed the hair back from her forehead. Watching him walk away was almost better than watching him walk toward her. The man had a body like a Greek god. He even had a real six-pack!

  “Want me to bring you a washcloth or do you want to use the restroom?”

  “I better use the bathroom.”

  “It’s all yours,” he said with a sweep of his hand.

  Even flaccid, his cock seemed huge. Damn!

  “Do you want to stay here tonight or do you want to go back to the lodge?”

  “Either is fine with me. I don’t want to crowd you. I know how guys get.”

  He stopped her at the bathroom door with a hand on her bare shoulder. She felt a little self-conscious standing in front of him completely naked, even though they’d just had mind-blowing sex. “Mesa, I know this is supposed to be casual and all, but I would love for you to stay here and sleep in my arms.”

  She tossed back her hair and replied, “Then I will. I would love to sleep snuggled up to you.”

  “Good. Would you like something to drink? I have soda, milk, water, beer…just name it.”

  “A diet soda would be good if you have one. If not, regular is fine.”

  “One soda, coming right up.” He raised an eyebrow and glanced down at her. “I imagine you didn’t bring anything to sleep in so you can use one of my shirts if you like.”

  “Thanks.”

  He grabbed a T-shirt from the drawer and handed it to her. “No underwear.”

  “Huh? Why not?”

  “I might want to ravish you again before mornin’.”

  “Oh. Well then. I’m game.” She reached up and kissed him on the lips. “I’ve gotta get it while the gettin’ is good, ya know.”

  He frowned slightly before he spun on his heels and disappeared down the hallway. His nice, rounded tush caught her attention. He didn’t even bother to put anything on before he went into the other room for something to drink. Now there is a man who is comfortable in his own skin. She went inside and shut the door to get cleaned up. She definitely wasn’t comfortable with her body even if he said he liked it. The mirror showed high color on her cheeks, full lips, red from the pressure of his, whisker burn on her chest and neck from his five o’clock shadow, and a sparkle in her eyes she hadn’t seen there in a long time. Joel was good for her. Too bad it wasn’t a permanent thing.

  She found a washcloth on the counter to clean away the stickiness between her thighs.

  “I don’t keep a lot of food around here since we take meals at the lodge house,” he shouted from the kitchen.

  “It’s fine. I’m not really hungry anyway,” she said, coming out the door of the bathroom.

  “I have some snack stuff, if you’d like. Chips, pretzels, popcorn.”

  “Nah, I’m good.” Now, she pulled the comforter down to the end of the bed and crawled beneath the sheet. She frowned. She hadn’t thought about what side of the bed he slept on. Would it make a difference? The only man she’d ever slept with on a regular basis was her ex.

  “Here,” he said, stopping by her side to hand her the soda can.

  “I’m okay here, right?”

  “You’re perfect.” He leaned down and kissed her. “Don’t be surprised if you end up in the middle. I usually do.”

  “Are you a snuggler?”

  “I guess. I don’t have women here very often.”

  “Really? I’m surprised.”

  “Why?” he asked, going around to the other side and sliding under the sheet.

  “I would think you would have a lot of women. That’s all.” She sipped from the can before she set it on the nightstand.

  “Not really.”

  “Well, I’m a snuggler, so for tonight, you get to snuggle.”

  He smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as she settled down along his left side. Her head rested nicely against his chest. His heart pounded in her ear. The hair on his chest tickled her chin, making her giggle.

  “What’s so funny?”

  “Your hair is tickling me.”

  “You are ticklish?” He slid his hand up her side and curled his fingers into her ribs.

  Giggling, she squirmed against him. “Shit. No! Don’t tickle me, please? I’m terribly ticklish. Remember at the bar?”

  “I’ll quit if you give me a kiss.”

  “All right! No…tickling.” She quickly pecked him on the mouth.

  “Not good enough.” He tickled her again as she squealed.

  “Okay!” She grabbed his face on both sides and lip locked his mouth. She pushed her tongue between his lips, tangling with his own. The moan escaping him did nothing to cool the kiss she took deeper still, pressing her breasts against his chest. He never got redressed after the bout of lovemaking earlier, leaving her the ability to graze his body with her fingertips. The muscles beneath her hands drove her desire higher. She wanted to feel him over her, in her, surrounding her until they both came apart at the seams.

  Mesa pushed him down on his back and crawled over him, wanting to take in every inch of his body on her way down. Sex wasn’t something she enjoyed much with her ex. Moderation and tolerance had become her mantra with him, but she knew with Joel, there would be no tolerating. She needed to be involved in having sex with him. She ran her tongue along his jaw to his ear, nibbling it between her teeth for a moment.

  “You’re so fucking hot, Mesa,” he whispered between panting breaths. Goose bumps rose on his skin following the trail of her fingers.

  “You’re pretty hot yourself, cowboy. I wanna lick you all over.” She ran her tongue across his chest, stopping to nip at the tips of his nipples. Were his sensitive, too? She whipped the T-shirt over her head and tossed it to the side of the bed.

  “God, you’re drivin’ me nuts.”

  “Good. I don’t want to be horny all by myself.”

  His cock lay hard between them against her stomach, pulsating with life, just waiting to bring her to ecstasy again.

  “Oh, hell no.” He surged up and flipped her onto her back.

 
; He tasted her breasts, licked at her stomach and then positioned himself between her thighs, spreading her to accommodate the breadth of his shoulders. He dove in, taking no prisoners on his way to bringing her to orgasm within a matter of moments. Her ears burned as the blood rushed to her head before it quickly centered in her pelvis. Her clit throbbed with every beat of her heart, but wasn’t letting up. He licked and sucked until she screamed his name on a hoarse cry of delight.

  He kissed his way back up her body until he reached her mouth. “I love to make you come.”

  “I was supposed to be seducing you. Not the other way around.”

  “I wanna fuck you.”

  “Good. I want you to.”

  He hopped down from the bed after a quick kiss to her lips. A frown wrinkled the skin between her eyes as she watched him retrieve his belt. Holy shit!

  “Ever been tied up?”

  “Can’t say that I have. What are you gonna do with the belt?”

  “No beating you with it, although welts on your ass would turn me inside out.” He looped the belt around her wrists and secured them loosely to the headboard. “Roll over onto your stomach and get up on your knees. I’m gonna fuck you hard from behind.” He grinned rolling the condom he retrieved from the nightstand drawer over his rigid cock. “Ever had a man in your ass?”

  She swallowed the lump clogging her throat and shook her head, unable to speak through the fear making her heart pound in her chest. Her ex tried it once and the pain had almost killed her. Terror made her shudder uncontrollably.

  “What’s wrong, darlin’? I won’t do anything you don’t want, but you look terrified.”

  “I can’t,” she whispered.

  “Can’t?”

  “I won’t, I mean. You won’t do that will you?”

  “Take your ass, you mean?”

  She nodded furiously.

  “Honey, I can see the thought scares you to death. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. If you don’t want to try it, then we won’t. Obviously you’ve had a bad experience with it or something to make you so afraid.” He skimmed his hand over her breasts bringing the peaks to hard little points. “You like a little pain with your sex, but I won’t do anything beyond what you can handle.”