Page 19 of Big Bossy Cowboy


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Greer and I walk hand-in-hand behind the shops on Main Street. We’ve spent the last two hours wandering through the fair with the boys. They played carnival games, ate corndogs, and won so many prizes.

Greer’s brothers showed up a few minutes ago and whisked the boys away for more activities. Chase and Parker were delighted with the idea of spending more time at the farm.

After they left, I could have sworn I spotted Spencer in the crowd, but it was just my mind playing tricks on me. He doesn’t have a clue where I am, and even if he did, I doubt he would show up.

“You’re good with them,” Greer says, interrupting my thoughts of my ex-boyfriend. I haven’t mentioned the angry messages Spencer has left me. I don’t think Greer would take it too well. He’s protective of me and the boys.

“No one else has ever been good to them,” I explain. It’s why I’ve worked so hard all my life, why I keep showing up for them.

“And who’s been good to you?” He stops walking and stares down at me. Back here, the lights from the carnival are faded and the sounds of the crowd are muted. It feels cozy, like we’re in a world of our own.

I lick my suddenly dry lips as my heart pounds. “N-no one.”

“Let me be good to you. Let me take care of you and cherish you and love you.” He steps closer, invading my space. He lowers his head and brushes his lips against mine. I grab fistfuls of his flannel shirt, yanking him even closer. I need to touch every part of this man and have him touch me in return. I need to be fused with him until we’re one.

I whimper. It’s the smallest sound but as soon as I make it, he’s pressing me up against the brick wall. His bulge digs into my hip. This man is big everywhere, especially there. I want to feel him deep inside of my body, connecting skin-to-skin with him.

His voice is a low rumble that goes straight to my clit as I grind against him. “Are you getting wet, sweet girl?” He toys with the hem of my soft, pastel dress. His big, thick digits caress the material like he wishes he were touching the soft skin of my thighs instead. “Need me to take care of you?”

I swallow even as my heart skips a beat. We’re tucked away behind the businesses on Main Street, but I’m still too aware that someone else could see us. They’d only have to round the corner to catch a view of what we’re doing. “We’re in public.”

“Eyes on me,” his voice is a gritty command. He puts his other hand on the back of my neck, the gesture is both possessive and dominant. “I’m not letting anyone see you like this. Lips swollen with that fuck-me expression on your face.”

“Please,” I whisper as I part my legs. The position opens me up to him but I’m not shy. I need this man. I need him touching me everywhere and claiming me. “Make it better.”

He puts his big hand in my panties, stroking my folds. He swirls my wetness around, his nostrils flaring. His hand is still on my neck, pinning me in place. I love feeling his strength, knowing he could overpower me and take me if he wanted. He won’t. He’s not that kind of man. He’d lay the world at my feet if I asked, which means he’s not the one who holds the power here at all. I am. “Good girl. You bring this needy pussy to me. It’s mine to take care of.”

His filthy words send a flood of moisture into my panties. “Say more dirty stuff to me.”

He kisses me roughly. The moment his tongue slips inside of my mouth, he slides his thick finger into my channel. He’s invading me in two places, owning me in a way only he ever has. “You’ve been keeping your honey in this tight little cunt for me, haven’t you?”

He’s so thick and if he’s so big like this, I can only imagine what it would feel like to have his cock shoved deep into my body. My pussy clenches around his finger at the thought. “It’s your honey.”

“That’s right. You’ll be dripping my come for the rest of the night. I’ll make you go back and smile to everyone at the fair and the entire time, you’ll be wet and sticky between these thighs.” He grinds the heel of his hand down over my clit.

I pant his name, my hair sticking to the bricks behind me. My body is so tense, so tight. I’m right on the precipice, my body eager for the release that’s coming.

“Come for me,” Greer commands before he kisses me again. He devours me with his mouth at the same time his fingers send me over the edge. It’s the best orgasm of my life, and I have it in public with the cowboy who has pinned me against the wall.

His mouth against mine, swallows my cries. He absorbs all of my pleasure as his own and when it’s over, it’s still not enough. I’m desperate for more.

Greer is breathing hard with a wild look in his eyes. He’s just as desperate for release as I still am. I give him a pleading look. “I need to be fucked.”

“We can be home in—”

“Now,” I nip at his plump bottom lip. “I can’t wait another minute to be filled by you.”

What’s left of his restraint snaps and he’s yanking on his belt with jerky movements. “Wrap these pretty legs around my hips. There’s a good girl. Going to give it to you so deep you’ll feel it for days.”

He tugs my panties to the side then he slides into me. He groans as he enters. “Fuck, fuck. This pussy is too good, sweet girl.”

Greer isn’t a small man, but I welcome the burn as he stretches me. I’ve never felt so used as I do right now. I love the way he’s growling under his breath as he feeds my greedy pussy even more of his cock.

One hand is on my ass, gripping me so tightly that I’ll probably bruise in the morning. He has me cornered against this wall. I’m completely at his mercy and can only take the pounding thrusts.

“That’s it. Right there,” he bounces me on his cock again at the same time he pinches my clit. The combined pressure has me crying out until he silences me with another intense kiss. His tongue fucks me hard, mimicking his thick girth.

My orgasm is just fading when he swells inside of me, releasing his seed. The feeling of his come in my hot channel has me coming a third time.

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