Page 21 of Cold-Hearted King


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“You have no idea.”

“I need to be a lion tamer.”

I would ache in the morning, but I hadn’t had so much fun wrestling with any man my entire life. I threw my head over my shoulder, keeping a grin on my face as he took the time to yank off his jeans. The sudden break in his forceful hold allowed me to slip further away. However, I underestimated the man.

With ease, he dragged me back, strong enough to lift me off the floor by a few inches.

“You aren’t getting away that easily, bad girl.”

I suddenly found myself on my knees in between his legs, his long thick cock right in front of my mouth. What was a girl to do? Without being commanded to do so, I wrapped one hand around the base of his cock, sliding the other between his legs.

He kept his hand tightly woven around my hair, forcing me to keep my gaze on him even as I teased him by blowing across his cockhead. I’d never seen an evil grin quite like I did on the man standing over me. The fact he was in full control was a complete no-no in my book, but here he was.

It was all just a fantasy, never to be repeated. Why not take full and delicious advantage of it? I darted out my tongue, brushing it across his sensitive slit.

His muscles tensed almost immediately, his strong jaw clenching. When it did, I noticed his dimples for the first time. They added to his boyish look, although I could tell he was at least ten or twelve years older than me, the hint of crow’s feet when he smiled adding to the ruggedness of his face.

Good God, I had it bad for this man. Whew. I could never tell Megan about my adventure. She’d ply me with margaritas to get every juicy detail from my brain before never allowing me to live it down. And rightfully so. How often had I gone on and on about never allowing a man into my life again? I’d gone so far as to tell her that the phrase ‘never say never’ was for idiots.

Now here I was breaking my own cardinal rule.

“Suck my cock, Big Red.”

His voice was so gruff yet the kind of incredible aphrodisiac most women would die for. I didn’t need any encouragement, my lewd mind taking over. I licked down the underside of his cock just as I squeezed his balls, maybe a little too roughly since he groaned. But I couldn’t help myself, repeating the move just to be a brat.

The taste was tangy, yet the hint of sweetness was enough I couldn’t wait to have the man deep throat me. As soon as I closed my eyes, he issued a series of growls.

“Don’t take your eyes off me, sweetheart.”

I opened only one eye, rewarded by his guttural laughter. Why was it that every sound he made sparked more current racing between us as well as allowed butterflies to form in my stomach? That also wasn’t like me in the least.

As soon as I took his cockhead into my mouth, he rolled onto the balls of his feet, rocking forward as he’d done before. The move pushed another two inches inside. He was just as large as I’d thought, my jaw muscles aching almost immediately. I swirled my tongue around his shaft as he started pumping inside, gentler than his previous actions yet still very much in control.

He had a look on his face I couldn’t describe but it would normally irritate me as it had done before. Right now, it only proved to fuel the fire even more. There was no point in me trying to take any control over the situation. He thrust fast and hard until the tip finally hit the back of my throat. Gagging wasn’t ladylike but it had been a long time since I’d considered myself a lady.

I’d grown up rough and rugged in the system, unable to experience the finer things in life. I couldn’t help squeezing his balls, enjoying the feel of them in my fingers. They were thick, already laden with sperm, so heavy they had to be uncomfortable. The thought brought another wave of longing since he would expel every drop of his seed deep inside.

He tangled his fingers in my hair, tugging slightly before shoving my head down further until the tip hit the back of my throat. His deep, husky roar only fueled the fire that much more. I swirled my tongue back and forth, the rush of adrenaline drifting into my already explosive core.

I was rewarded with several drops of pre-cum, the taste just as I’d expected, tangy yet sweet. Eager to taste more of him, I did everything I could to relax my throat, taking him down another two inches. As he started to fuck my mouth, every muscle in his body tensed. I couldn’t take my eyes off him or the furrowed look of his brow, the hard clench of his sculpted jaw. He was truly a beautiful man, capable of being anyone’s favorite cover model or movie star.

But he didn’t belong in Colorado. That was for certain. He’d be eaten alive by the cowboys in the town, which I would grin at watching. Only we were never going to see each other again. Too bad. I would have given him pointers on how to handle the rugged cowboys.

He slowly lowered his head and I could swear his eyes were dilated. Every breath he took was labored, his chest rising and falling as he struggled to breathe. Just when I was certain he was ready to explode into my mouth, he backed away, pushing my shoulders slightly.

All I had to do was try to crawl away and he reacted instantly, sliding his arms under mine. As he lifted me off my feet, I wrapped my legs around him, pushing them hard against his chiseled hips while sliding my arms over his shoulders.

“What do you have in mind, cowboy?” Why not get my jollies out of teasing him?

“You’ll see, bad little cowgirl.” His grin was practically evil. When he shoved me against the wall all over again, the wind was knocked out of me. I gasped then laughed, still shocked how strong he was.

Okay, so his muscles were carved like stone, but he certainly didn’t look so powerful underneath his clothing. As with every other aspect of the man, he’d shocked me, enough so I maintained a permanent place on the precipice, struggling not to fall into the abyss. He was dangerous in more than one way, my mind already wondering why it was such a bad thing seeing him again.

Nope. I couldn’t do it. I refused to allow my little girl to become attached to anyone, only to have him walk away. That wasn’t fair. She was my entire world. This was one night, a night of fantasy and nothing more.

But I would allow myself the gift of enjoyment.

There was no hesitation on the man’s part. He impaled me with the entire length of his cock and when he did, I was thrown straight into the foggy haze of lust and need.

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