Page 33 of Cowboy Under Siege


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The lust between them was like a bubble about to pop, expanding, shooting higher and higher. She scrabbled to yank his shirt up and over his head. When her soft, warm palms strummed over his chest, he couldn’t hold back.

Dragging his mouth off hers, he kissed a path to her throat. While he popped the buttons of her plaid shirt, baring flesh he’d been privileged to explore once already, he dropped nipping bites to her skin.

She arched, fingers digging into his spine. “You’re so big,” she murmured.

“You’re so fucking hot.” He fumbled open the last remaining button and spread her top wide. One look at the tanned strip of skin and her delicate baby blue bra just about shredded his control.

His cock battered his fly, thick and heavy with want, like those orgasms they’d shared the night before had never happened. As his lips hit her body, she let out a roughened moan that set his cock surging.

Drawing a line of kisses down between her breasts, he drank her in. “You smell like a sweet dessert,” he ground out. “I’m going to taste every single inch of you.”

Hell, he hadn’t burned for a woman like this for years and had the feeling that four orgasms, five—ten—wouldn’t be enough for either of them.

Lowering his mouth between her breasts, he swiped his tongue across the sweet swells. Need hummed in his veins and the little noises she made drove him lower, down the span of her ribs to the dip of her waist.

He tore open her jeans. She raised her hips to allow him to shimmy the denim down her thighs to her knees and off her bare feet.

Shoving to his knees, he gazed down at her. “You’re stunning. These hips…” He spread both hands across them and watched her eyes hood with desire.

He stretched his thumbs toward the seam of her pussy. When he brushed them over her outer lips, she gasped. “Jaren!”

In one smooth glide, he slid down her body and dropped his face between her thighs. Hooking her ankles over his shoulders, he pierced her sweet pussy with his tongue and drove it home.

Sweetness flooded his taste buds. A roar vibrated through his chest, and she moaned in answer as he flicked his tongue from inside her clenching walls to lap shallowly at her entrance.

Her pussy squeezed down on him. His mind hazed with lust and he drove it inside her again, pulsing it deep then shallow, dragging moan after moan past her lips.

“Oh gawwwwd!”

Drawing his tongue free of her wet pussy, he met her stare. “Now you sound like a real country girl.”

She flattened her palm on the back of his head and shoved him down again. He couldn’t stop the chuckle from rumbling up but it quickly turned to a growl when her pussy flooded on his tongue again.

Driven to go down in a blaze of hellfire together, he licked a smooth line to her clit. The bud strained on his tongue. He swirled around and around the nub of nerves before thrusting inside again. While tongue-fucking her, he pressed the pad of his thumb over her clit.

She ground her hips. He latched on to them and pinned her down to deliver long, tormenting licks to her pussy. From bottom to top, top to bottom. Everything in between. He sucked on her clit and lapped it until she started to shake.

“Come for me. Give me every…single…pulse.” His heated words made her body bow. Clutching her hips, he lifted her to his feasting mouth.

And his eyes slammed shut in total ecstasy as she shook apart for him.

ChapterSeven

As her orgasm washed over her, the hard pulse in Trinny’s veins seemed like a war drum—a summoning she couldn’t turn away from.

And Jaren was doing the calling.

He drew her throbbing-hard clit into his mouth and bathed it with the soft tip of his tongue. Her nerves spiked. Her brain splintered, and her body followed. Tumbling head over heels, she fought for air.

“Jaren!”

He lifted his head and stabbed her with a dark, promising look. “Keep that name on your lips, doll, because you’re about to scream it some more.”

Damn, his drawl…was…sooo…good. Her insides fluttered in a faster rhythm as he pushed off the bed and crawled up her body like he claimed it nightly and not just once before.

He kissed her long and deep, his fingers toying with her nipples through her bra. The touch sucked her under the torrent of sensation all over again. When he reached under her and popped her bra clasp, she was vaguely aware of him stripping off the garment and the hot, wet feel of his lips on her hard buds.

“Take off your jeans.” A plea laced her voice, but he made her feel so good that she couldn’t find the will to care how she sounded.

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