Page 45 of Always Her Cowboy


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“You look so good with your lips wrapped around my fingers.” He removes his fingers and kiss the corner of my lips. Popping the button on the top of my jeans, he props me against the door and pulls them down.

“I need a taste directly from the source.”

Still trying to catch my breath, I watch wide-eyed as he pulls down my jeans and underwear. Parting my thighs, he moves in, parting my lips as he studies me like a work of art. “What a gorgeous cunt, you have.” He licks a path up my slit and I whimper.

“I have a new favorite meal, Daffodil.” He sucks on my clit and I scream. Plunging his tongue deep, he buries his face between my thighs. I bury my hair in his thick hair crying out as he works me over with his talented tongue. Humming, he cups my ass, tilting my hips. His tongue plunges further and white-hot heat raises inside me as I gush into his mouth. Slurping me up he nudges my clit with his nose. I buck as an unexpected orgasm rips through me.

Rising, he lifts me into his arms and carries me through the apartment as I float in the delicious space of pleasure. Het sets me on the bed, and I sit up, eager to see all of him as I relearn how to use my limbs. I bite my lip as he strips down, exposing his broad, muscular chest, thick thighs and lengthy fat cock slightly curved to the left. His head is purple and dripping with pearly liquid.

Unbuckling my bra, I fling it across the room. Wrapping his hand around his dick, he strokes and I press my thighs together. I feel like I’ve been holding my breath waiting for this moment for an eternity.

“I used to dream of having you in my bed, and here you are.” He bites his lower lip giving me a slow once over. “Flushed, wet, and waiting for my cock. Spread those lips and let me see how ready you are.”

I part my labia with shaking hands and his nods his approval.

“That’s my good girl.”

He walks toward me and paused to open the night stand to grab a silver packet. Opening it, he rolls it down his length and a I gush. The bed dips as he kneels on it between my legs. Gripping his base, he lines up with my core and I stare at his eyes as he pushes in, piercing my entrance. I moan as he thrusts past the muscles and my walls flex and release to accept him. Pausing he gives me time to adjust as he works himself in.

“Look at how well I fit inside you Daffodil.” His husky voice is a caress down my spine. Twining our fingers, he pins mine over his head as we move.

“I could live here if you let me.”

Whimpering, I match his strokes. “Right there.”

“I’m going to open up more than your cunt. I want you heart.” He drives deeper and I arc.

“Harder, please.”

“Can I have that?” Our bodies slam together and the wall I’ve been holding up between us cracks.

“Can I be the one to take care of you.” His whispered words and the snap of his hips crumble.

“Yes.” I scream giving in to the wants of my heart.

* * *

Four weekslater

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Vindicated, I leave the emergency custody hearing with my head held high.

Mom, Gael, Law, and Daphe all stand from their seats.

“How did it go?” Mom asked.

“Vincent was right. They rejected her request for full custody.”

“Praise God,” Mom whispers pulling me into a hug as Gael and Law whoop.

“Being the mother who’s remarried doesn’t trump when you want to move your son away from the only home he’s ever known. Especially when he’s struggling to adjust, which is documented in his sessions.”

“So he’s staying put?” Daphe asks.

I nod. “Yes. Brax will be spending a large portion of his summer and every other holiday with them once they’re settled and we’ve had time to evaluate their home and deem it fit for him.” My brothers clap me on the back.

“I told you,” Daphe mouths. I nod. She’s been a pillar of strength as I scrambled to prepare for this moment. My strength had come in the form of facts. I had an established business, a large support group, and notes from his psychologist.

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