Breakfast with a Cowboy by Vanessa Devereaux Read Free Book Online Page A

He kissed the back of her neck, causing
her to relax more into his body. He had an erection and she could feel it
nudging her butt. Her panties grew damp thinking about the two of them making
love again.
    She turned around and kissed him, tasting the
bitterness of the beer on his lips and the roughness of his cheeks where
stubble was forming.
    “Can we do it out here?” she asked him.
    “I’d love to but I think the deck is going to be
hard on our bodies and I won’t be able to see that pretty pussy of yours, even
under these stars.”
    Josie laughed, but then froze when she heard noises
out in the distance.
    “Is that what I think it is?”
    “Wolves howling, yep, they’re not far away tonight.”
    “You mean they’re right here?”
    He smiled and drew her close. “Has that made you
change your mind about having sex outside in Montana? Don’t worry I’ll protect
you….I’m just messing, they won’t hurt you, just after my livestock if
anything.” He got hold of her hand and pulled her inside the house and along
the hallway to his bedroom.
    “It’s very nice having a big cowboy to take care of me ,not to mention my needs.”
    “Unzip my pants and touch my cock and balls,” he
whispered before he kissed her.
    She pulled down his fly and eased her hand into the
opening of his underpants. His cock was hard, huge, and pulsating as she eased
her fingers over its tip, feeling some pre-cum cling to the head.
    “ Mmm ,” he said rubbing his
nose against hers.
    Slipping her hand lower, she fondled his balls,
running her fingertips gently around their circumference.
    “Double mmm,” said Quinn. “Now let’s get you out of your
jeans and panties.”
    He popped open the button on the top and eased down
the zipper, fingering the lace on the front of her panties as soon as his hand
slipped inside.
    “I love lace but I like what’s behind it a whole lot
more.”
    She wiggled her hips, helping him to free her body
of both jeans and panties. She kicked them to the side and lifted up her
sweater. When she’d showered earlier she hadn’t bothered to put her bra back
on.
    “Get on my bed,” he said.
    She’d never liked a bossy man before, but there was
something about Quinn’s demands that she loved. It turned her on like she never
would have thought. She got onto his bed, knees first and crawled up to the top
by the pillows, looking over her shoulder to see what he was doing. He was
watching her butt.
    Josie turned over and rested her head on his pillow,
smelling the familiar spicy scent she’d detected on the train.
    “Now relax and spread your legs, because I’m going
to play with you for a little bit. And no complaining. It’s going to be tough waiting to get to the good bit, but you’ll see this will
be well worth your time.”
    She pushed her thighs apart as Quinn stripped and
got onto the bed with her. She reached out and stroked his cock as it jerked
up.
    “No touching me, just me touching you.”
    He started at her cheek, running his finger down the
spot by her ear, over her collarbone to her right nipple which he fingered and
rolled. Both nipples reacted by turning into tiny buds.
    She slide farther down the bed as he tickled her
belly and then pushed his finger through her pubic hair. He spread her pussy
lips apart and cold air hit her entrance.
    “Is this cream because of my touch?”
    She nodded as he took some on his finger and glided
it through her folds. Closing her eyes, she sank back farther onto the pillow,
once again taking in the scent of Quinn that clung to the quilt. Drifting away,
that’s what she was doing as he inched his finger closer to her pussy opening.
    “You relaxing?” he asked.
    “ Mmm , I feel good.”
    “Keep your eyes closed because I have a treat for
you.”
    She felt him get off the bed and then heard what
sounded like the bedside table drawer being opened. Next the sound of a package
being torn open filled the air.
    Josie expected him to enter her but instead,