Page 63 of Dreaming of a Cowboy Christmas

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“That’s right, scream my name, princess,” he growls as he claims my ass.

This time when I look down, Noelle’s hands are pressed to her thighs, squeezing them so tight her knuckles are white, and her breaths are shallow and uneven. Fuck, even I’m affected, causing my dick to strain against my jeans.

Enzo bands his arms around me, fingers toying with the chains attached to the nipple clamps. A shockwave of heat runs straight through every nerve as my eyes shutter closed.

“I might be taking your perfect ass now, but later, I’m going to fuck that perfect pink pussy, and fill you with my cum.”

A low groan passes my lips at his wicked words.

I trail off and lift my gaze to Noelle, whose eyes are dark with want, a wet patch forming on her panties. Looks like we’ll have to read mafia romances together again soon if this is the outcome.

“Is this your way of saying you want to try ass play?” I ask, my voice husky as I set her e-reader on the coffee table.

She did say a few days ago she wanted to try it, but I wasn’t sure if she was ready.

Noelle draws in a shaky breath as she rests her hands on her thighs. “I want you to be my first, Shep.”

I lean down and gently lift her jaw, making her eyes meet mine. “If we do this, I’ll be your only.”

Her expression lights up at the prospect. “I like the sound of that.”

So do I.

More than anything. And once I finally get the chance to claim her in every way, I can’t grasp the concept of being able to let her go.

I fold my arms across my chest, letting the silence stretch before speaking. “If you really want this, then get on all fours, baby.”

Noelle scrambles to obey, spreading out one of the blankets and pushing the others aside. She ties her hair back then crawls to the middle, moving to her hands and knees, facing me. Her chest rises and falls in quick, shallow bursts as she peeks up through her eyelashes with a seductive smile, silently conveying it’s my move.

“You’re beautiful.” I bend down to brush a stray piece of hair from her face. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move while I’m gone.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” she sasses back.

“Careful, sweetheart. Don’t forget who’s in charge of your pleasure tonight.”

I stand, leaving her with that warning as I stride to the bedroom where her suitcase is stashed on a chair in the corner.

I’m eager to further inspect her stash of toys, letting out a whistle when I see just how extensive it is. Good god, this company must have sent her every single piece from their holiday collection—but I’m not complaining. It gives me endless ways to play with Noelle. I take my sweet time sifting through the large pile. I want her dripping wet and aching by the time I get back.

My first pick is a silver butt plug with a star on the base. We’ve never played like this before, so I want to make sure I prime her well. Next, an emerald green blindfold with velvet trim catches my eye, so I grab that too. Then I choose a bullet vibrator in a glittery red. The last thing I take is a small bottle of peppermint-scented lube, chuckling when I see the bottle is in the shape of a candy cane.

Once I’ve gathered everything I need, I scan the room until my gaze settles on the bed. For what I have in mind, I think it’ll be the most comfortable spot for Noelle. I set everything I’vecollected on the nightstand and head back to the living room to get her.

She’s still on all fours, her ass angled in my direction and glances back over her shoulder. As predicted, her pupils are dilated, and she’s trembling in anticipation. What I’m not expecting is to see that she’s removed her panties, and I exhale sharply when I spot the bejeweled butt plug in her ass. Looks like we won’t need the plug I picked out after all.

God, the things I want to do to her.

My mouth goes dry as I move closer. “Someone’s been busy.”

Just imagining her preparing herself for me while I was at the barn makes my jaw tighten as I fight back a possessive growl.

She bats her lashes. “Are you surprised?”

I crouch beside her, my eyes glued to her heart-shaped ass as I run my palm down her spine. “As much as I love your enthusiasm, you disobeyed my instructions not to move.”

“But I wanted you to see my new butt plug. Don’t you like it,Daddy?” she purrs.

I groan at the nickname. “Hell yeah, I do.”