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So I squeeze his hand, my voice a soft whisper in the fading daylight, "Let's take on this rodeo world together, cowboy."
And the bronc rider with the midnight eyes, he nods, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, "Together, Iris."
He leans over and kisses me, slow and soft, his hand resting gently on my jawline. The brim of our hats pressing each other upward and out of the way of our shared passion.
I climb into his lap, my knees resting on the bleachers on either side of him. His hands resting on my hips, and his eyes focussed on me. I take his hat from his head and lay it on the seat next to us. Repeating the same for my own.
Something about the white of his hat and the black of my own, but the red dirt atop both of them, it just told a story in itself. One that I wouldn’t mind re-reading over and over again.
CHAPTER FOUR
His grip pulls me closer to him, and I feel both his big buckle and the bulge below pressing against my zipper. The tight denim leaves no room to squirm away from the friction. Not that I’d want to.
His kissing becomes more passionate. The pressure of his lips against mine, his tongue tasting mine, makes me feel a thrill. The warmth of need coursing through my veins, settling deep in my core.
My hips grind against him almost unconsciously, seeking more friction.
“I need you. I want to feel you.” I take the chance and say what I feel.
“I thought you’d never ask. But here? Ain’t you afraid of getting caught?”
“It adds to the excitement, don’t you think?” I lean back and smile wide. The thought of us fuckin’ right here and having one of the other cowboys watchin’ from the shadows has my blood near boiling. The thrum of adrenaline pumping through me hard and fast. Just like I want him right now.
“Shit girl, you’re fuckin’ crazy. I’m here for it though.” He reaches between us and unbuckles his belt. Lifting both of us off the seat to scoot his jeans down. His strong thighs have no issue with holding me atop on my own little cowboy perch.
“You don’t wear boxers?”
“Nah, gotta let the boys breathe a little with those nut huggin jeans I wear.” His laugh is genuine and warm.
The last bit of his cock is revealed and springs up to hit his tight abs. A bead of precum already sitting on his thick tip.
I can’t help but lick my lips, wanting to taste him before I sit and have my way on that thick veiny cock. I lean back and slide the rest of the way off his lap and rest on the backrest of the row of seats in front of us. Easily taking him in one hand, I start to stroke.
“You ready cowboy?”
“Damn girl. Get it. Go on, get you some.”
And I do. I take him in, all the way to the back of my throat and suck on the way back up, trying to see if I can in fact leave a hickey on his dick in the process.
“Holy fuck Iris.” He wraps his hand in the hair that rests loose on the back of my neck, tangling it there. Not guiding, but following my movements with his strong arm.
The mixture of his moans and the sounds I make while I take him in and out of my mouth are such a turn on, that I can barely control myself.
I pop off the top of his dick, and watch it standing rock hard and glistening for me. I pull a condom out of my back pocket, tear the wrapper with my teeth and slide it down his thick shaft, rolling it all the way down.
My pants are tight as fuck, so I have to shimmy them down over my hips, my thong going right along with them. I turn around and lean forward. My ass on full display for him. Reaching between my legs I grab his dick and line us up.
Leaning back, I take him in my already throbbing and ready entrance. I feel him stretching my walls and moan with the pleasure until I am fully seated. His balls pressed against my clit.
“Time to save a horse and ride a cowboy.” I laugh when I start to move.
“You’re fucking crazy, I love it!” His hands wander along my ribs. While the vibrations of his laughter add to the pleasure.
I start to ride his dick like I take the trot of my mare at full out pace while racing those barrels. My thighs are strong and the muscles tense with the exertion of the bouncing up and down on his shaft. I squeeze my inner muscles too on each upward stroke to get the most out of each pass.
“Holy fuck, sweetheart. You’re so fucking tight.”
I can feel when his balls tighten up, and he is about to release so I quickly finger my clit back and forth to tease out my orgasm before he explodes. When I lean back and hit just the right spot inside with the head of his cock on the way back down I find my release. Slowing my pace to carry out my pleasure doesn’t stop him from finding his, and he follows me with a grunt into that ecstasy.
