Billionaire Cowboy Kisses

by Kristen Echo

  My sweet Rose mounted me like a cowgirl ready to tame her wild stallion. As she sank onto my hard cock, I gripped her hips and thrust deep. She rode me hard until she came again, taking me with her and milking every drop of my release. This voluptuous and unabashed woman was mine this Christmas and every one that would follow.

  Chapter 8

  Rose

  * * *

  With all the lovemaking we did when we’d arrived at his place, I was surprised to be up before the sun. Just like on my birthday, I couldn’t sleep. The last thing I remembered was him coming inside me before I’d passed out in his arms. Waking up next to Trevor was a treat that would never get old. I was giddy and bubbling with excitement, but I sat there quietly.

  It was still dark outside. The moonlight illuminated the bedroom, providing just enough light for me to take in every feature of the gorgeous man by my side. Trevor looked so peaceful. His dark hair hung low over his eyes and his lips parted slightly. The longer I studied his sexy body uninterrupted, the faster my heart raced.

  His broad chest had a smattering of hair that disappeared under the blankets. Even while sleeping he was hard. His long, thick cock tented the covers. I hoped he was dreaming of me. This man was so virile and manly. Every inch of him was rugged, hard, and all mine.

  Part of me considered pulling away the blankets and taking him into my mouth, but I wanted to let him rest. We had a big day ahead. The throbbing between my legs reminded me of how thoroughly he’d taken me. I could wait a little longer before letting him ravage me again.

  Before sneaking out of bed, I chanced a chaste and gentle kiss to his forehead. His lip lifted slightly, but he didn’t stir. I could have snuggled in his arms for hours, watching him sleep, but I wanted to bake him something special. I threw on one of his shirts and headed to the kitchen.

  This was our first Christmas as a couple. As I prepared an overnight omelet with all the fixings, I daydreamed of our future. I hoped this would be the only Christmas with just the two of us. I wanted a house full of little Trevor’s running around.

  Lost in adding the icing to a batch of gingerbread cookies, I felt strong arms cinch around my waist. “Good morning, my sweet Rose.”

  His fingers inched along my side and pushed my hair over one shoulder. He untied the apron strings and kissed the back of my neck. I tilted my head, giving full access. I moaned as he sucked on the sensitive skin below my ear.

  “Good morning, Trevor,” I sighed. “I hope you’re ready for a Christmas feast.”

  “I’m starving.” He removed the apron and lifted my nightgown. “For you,” he added as he ripped my panties off.

  I backed into his erection. My man was naked and the heat from his body washed over me. Grinding against him, I moaned. He spun me around. His lips claimed mine as he lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his bare waist. He carried me like I weighed nothing. He set me down on the kitchen table, sat in the chair with his face next to my wet pussy, and placed my spread legs over his shoulders.

  “Time to eat,” he declared.

  A heartbeat later, his fingers parted my folds, and his mouth covered my sex. My toes curled as he licked along my slit. I watched with awe as he smiled and inhaled my arousal. Then he nipped at my clit and electric pulses detonated from my core. He sucked harder, making my entire body convulse with pleasure. I rubbed myself against his face, covering his lips and beard with my essence. Every lick, nibble and kiss pushed me closer to the edge. When he pushed his tongue deep into my channel I unraveled.

  Trevor kissed my thighs, my knees, my ankles and set my feet by his ears. He stared at my pussy like he couldn’t get enough. He leaned forward and placed a gentle, featherlight kiss above my mound.

  “Thank you.” He wiped his mouth with the back of his arm and smiled.

  I smiled back. “I should be thanking you. Merry Christmas.”

  He took my hand, stood, and helped me off the table. “Merry Christmas. I have something for you, and I don’t want to wait any longer,” he said, leading me towards the Christmas tree.

  The multicolored lights twinkled and mingled with the orange and pink glow from the sunrise, bathing the living room in warm light. The fire from the night before had long since burned out. I shivered as a blast of cold air greeted my naked body. Trevor draped his arm around my shoulder, hugging me against him.

  “I love you, Rose. I didn’t think I’d ever be able to love again because I didn’t love myself anymore, but… you changed everything.”

  My chest constricted. It was so full of love, I thought I might burst. “I wished for us to be together one day. Since the day we met, you’ve consumed my thoughts and my fantasies. You have always been the only man for me.” I reached up on the tip of my toes and kissed him. “I love you too.”

  He turned and faced me, giving my hand another squeeze. A wicked grin played against his lips as he dropped to his knees. No small feat, knowing how badly messed up his knees were. He reached under the tree and grabbed a small wrapped box.

  “Rose, this is for you,” he said, handing me the gift.

  With trembling hands, I undid the white ribbon and opened my present. The diamond ring sparkled and took my breath away. I gasped and dropped to my knees next to Trevor.

  “Oh wow! Is this what I think it is?”

  He nodded, removing the ring from the velvet box. “I know I’ve been down this road before, but with the wrong woman. You are the one I should have waited for. I promise to make you happy and love you for as long as we both shall live. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

  Trevor Knolls, the once famous rodeo cowboy, now billionaire rancher, wanted to marry me. I stared into his brown eyes as tears leaked over my cheeks. I hadn’t even wished for this because it was too much. Cupping his face in my hands, the soft bristles of his beard welcomed my touch as I exhaled a long breath.

  “Yes! I will marry you, Trevor.”

  Our lips collided. He gave me one of his famous billionaire cowboy kisses that made my toes curl and my core clench. As he placed the ring on my finger, I knew we’d live happily ever after.

  “When your mamma said I’d be engaged by Christmas, I’d scoffed, thinking no way in hell that would ever happen. Now, look at us.” He kissed me again. “I hope you are okay with a short engagement.”

  That timeline suited me perfectly. I wanted the world to know he was mine and off the market for good. “How about we get married on New Year’s Eve? A small ceremony with just family and close friends.”

  “You are one hundred percent my other half. My better half,” he added, dropping his hands to my waist.

  “Let’s get married here. Soon, we’ll get the ranch up and running and fill our rooms with guests and babies, and—”

  His mouth sealed against mine. We both wanted the same things. We wanted each other and a lifetime of happiness. I tackled my big old cowboy and mounted him. This was the best Christmas ever.

  Epilogue One

  Rose

  Six months later

  * * *

  Some days, I could hardly believe how much life had changed in just a few months. True to his word, Trevor and I were married in a quaint ceremony on New Year’s Eve. He’d said he wouldn’t start another year without me permanently by his side. My cowboy was possessive in the most delicious and endearing way. I loved him for it and felt equally possessive.

  We’d been living in a bubble at our ranch since then. We kept busy, spending our days working on reopening and our evenings wrapped in each other’s arms. Our dude ranch, Big Wish Ranch, was finally open. We were partners. Equals in every way.

  I had a special surprise to share with him and wanted to do it before the craziness of the day took over. As we walked towards the front door, I smiled at my husband. “Trevor.” I squeezed his hand, stopping him before he opened the door. “I have something to tell you.”

  He turned and faced me. The sunshine brightened the foyer, an
d the scent of summer filled the air. I worried my lip between my teeth as his brown eyes dipped to my mouth.

  “Don’t tell me you’re nervous.” He pinched my cheek and winked. “I’m excited. This reopening is going to be great.”

  “I agree. It will be fine. Better than fine,” I added. “I’m not nervous about the ranch.”

  His brows furrowed, and he removed his cowboy hat. “What is it?”

  Since I saw the two little lines, I had rehearsed how to tell him. Suddenly, those words disappeared. “I’m pregnant. You are going to be a daddy.”

  “You’re pregnant,” he repeated, low and deep.

  The hungry gleam in his eyes made my panties damp. He tossed his hat aside and licked his lips. I should have prepared for an erotic response. Everything about Trevor turned me on. I especially loved how badly he wanted to expand our family.

  “Yes.”

  He growled and caged me against the wall in the hall. “My sweet Rose. You make me so happy.”

  “Trevor!” I squealed as his big body pressed against mine.

  He kicked my feet apart. His mouth crashed against mine as his hand reached under my dress. “Today, is a special day. I can’t wait to tell everyone I finally knocked you up. You are mine forever.”

  “Yours forever,” I agreed as I opened my legs wider, letting him feel my wetness.

  The deep growl that followed vibrated through me. My legs quivered with anticipation as he bit my shoulder and rubbed my soaked panties.

  “You will be the best daddy,” I said almost breathlessly. Within seconds, he pushed the drenched material aside and slipped his fingers inside. “Ahhh,” I moaned as the rough pad of his thumb scraped over my sensitive nub.

  “Quiet,” he admonished. “Those sounds belong to me and the windows are open. I don’t want our employees or anyone else to hear you coming all over my hand.”

  He rubbed faster and plunged deep, grazing my G-spot. The circles over my clit made me dizzy. He kissed me hard, and I came with a whimper as my nails dug into his strong biceps.

  “I didn’t think it was possible to love you more, but damn woman… knowing my baby is growing in your belly makes me so hard.” He unzipped his jeans and released his cock. “If we didn’t have a ranch full of people, I would pin you to the mattress and make love to you all day.”

  “You don’t need to breed me, I’m already pregnant,” I joked. My soft laugh ended when he lifted my leg over his hip and thrust into my wet pussy. My breath hitched as he claimed my lips and my body.

  We made love in the foyer with our friends, family, and employees just on the other side of the door. As my eyes rolled back and another orgasm approached, I thanked my lucky stars for that birthday wish. One kiss opened the door for countless more.

  With our eyes locked, another orgasm crashed over me and Trevor came with me. “I love you. So much,” I said once I was able to catch my breath.

  “I love you too. Go change your panties and meet me outside. I invited a few of my rodeo buddies and can’t wait to introduce you.”

  I raced to the bathroom to clean the sticky mess between my legs but opted to forgo underwear. I had a feeling Trevor would ruin more than one pair before the day was through. As I joined him on the porch, he smiled and kissed the top of my head. His grin was so big it rose above the mountaintops as he placed his hands over my belly. I could see the crowd at the bottom of the steps but couldn’t take my eyes off my cowboy as he announced our big news.

  When I finally looked around, I searched for my sister. Darcy’s eyes were filled with tears, but she wasn’t looking at me. She had her sights on a cowboy standing awkwardly across the crowd. John, her ex, had left town to pursue his dream on the circuit and never looked back.

  “When I told you to invite all your old buddies, I forgot to mention my family has a… um… history with John McAdams,” I whispered.

  Trevor released a low whistle. “That explains why Roger has his hand on his gun and looks ready to kill. I thought we had come a long way since we broke the news of our relationship.”

  “Yeah, Daddy is good with you and me. I can’t say the same about John. The last time they were together ended with shots fired. It wasn’t pretty.”

  His eyes widened. “No way.”

  “The barn still has bullet holes,” I explained.

  “Well, this might get ugly because I hired him to help with the opening while his ankle heals. He’s a good guy.” He kissed the top of my head again. “All future hires will be vetted by you.”

  I laughed as my eyes traveled between Darcy and John. He refused to look her way, but that wouldn’t last long. This was going to be an interesting summer. “Let’s go get our staff ready to greet our guests. But before we do, I want one more kiss.”

  One kiss would never be enough and thankfully I had a lifetime to claim as many as I wanted.

  Epilogue Two

  Trevor

  Twenty-two years later

  * * *

  Christmas had become my favorite time of year. Big Wish Ranch wasn’t as busy during the winter months, but we still filled the rooms with guests. Mostly return clients who had become close friends. Our house was decorated with a mismatch of ornaments and handcrafted decorations we’d collected through the years. Next to the ten stockings by the stone fireplace stood my wife. With our fingers threaded, her warmth radiated through my body. After seven children and over two decades together, she still took my breath away. With her red hair flowing over her shoulders and her blue eyes sparking with unshed tears, she smiled brighter than the star on the top of our tree.

  The sounds of merriment filled the house with joy and Christmas carols played in the background. Everyone was clapping and congratulating our eldest daughter, Olive, and her new fiancé on their engagement. My heart constricted as I watched the spitting image of my wife smile at her man. I liked the kid. His stocking had been on our mantel for years, but I wasn’t ready for her to leave the nest. She was too young.

  Roger placed a hand on my shoulder. “How do you feel about Olive getting married? I don’t see any bruises on the kid.”

  When Olive’s boyfriend had asked for our permission, I finally understood how Roger felt all those years ago. No man, no matter how great, would ever be good enough. I would never be okay with Olive growing up, but I trusted her judgment. Rose and I had raised an amazing woman.

  “I didn’t punch him when he asked for her hand,” I replied with a smirk. Even though I’d wanted to. “They have my blessing. Our blessing,” I corrected and nodded to my better half.

  Rose blinked away her tears. “I am thrilled for them.”

  “Don’t you think she’s too young?”

  I swallowed hard and cleared my throat. Rose had been the same age when I claimed her. If I agreed, then that made me a dirty old man all those years ago. I did think Olive was too young, but I’d never admit that.

  “She’s old enough,” I answered.

  Rose squeezed my hand and lifted her eyebrows. “Why don’t you tell Daddy the truth? You freaked out a little.”

  “I didn’t freak out, but it took me a few minutes to warm to the idea.”

  “It’s okay, Trevor. I heard the gunfire last night.” Roger laughed and slapped my back. It had taken a few months for our relationship to heal after I married his daughter, but our friendship survived.

  I may have unloaded a few rounds into the woods, but that was only after the young man left. I scratched my beard and grinned. “Olive is a smart girl, and she picked a good man. He’ll care for and protect her, or I’ll kill him.”

  Callie wrapped her arms around her husband. “You’ll get over it just like we did. I never thought Roger would let Rose go, but we couldn’t stand in the way of true love.”

  Olive bounced towards us. Her red hair flowed behind her like a veil. She was the spitting image of her mother, but she had inherited my brown eyes and strong jaw. Her warmth slammed into me as she hugged me.

  “Oh
Daddy! You won’t be killing anyone. Your bark is worse than your bite.” She squeezed her arms around my middle before pulling away and hugging her mamma.

  The women admired the ring while I draped an arm over my wife’s shoulder. Leaning against her, I smiled. I had once been the scary, unapproachable cowboy who hated everything, but my kids never saw that broken man. I had used these acres as a prison to hide, but the little beauty next door had opened my eyes and my heart. Rose had wished for a kiss and when our lips touched, everything else faded away. Her kisses still melted my heart.

  The years with her were the best of my life. Better than any rodeo. We had a lot of glorious years to come. We were done making babies, but soon the ranch would be filled with grandbabies. Another adventure.

  Rose kissed my cheek. “Let’s sit. You’ve been on your feet all morning,” she said, pulling me towards the couch.

  Using my cane, I followed her. My body still ached. I relied on the cane to get around, and some days I needed a wheelchair, but I never complained. With Rose by my side, my life was damn near perfect. I sat and hauled my wife onto my lap. I claimed her red lips and kissed her soundly. My cock pressed against my jeans, seeking the warmth between her thighs. As part of our Christmas tradition, I’d already feasted on her sweet nectar and we’d made love before the sun came up, but I couldn’t get enough of her.

  When she pulled away, we were both breathless. “Merry Christmas, Trevor.”

  I kissed her again. “I love you, my sweet Rose. Merry Christmas.”

  As we watched our kids hand out presents to our guests, she settled against my chest. Her gentle purr never failed to fire me up and make me hard. Unfortunately, I’d have to wait to toss her on our bed and show her how much I appreciated her efforts and her love. My life wouldn’t be this amazing if I hadn’t been tossed from that bronc and broken damn near every part of myself. I had to lose everything I thought was important to realize what really matters. Love.