Cowboy Jackpot: Valentine's Day by Randi Alexander Read Free Book Online

embarrass myself, but sweetheart, when you do that little thing
you just did, I know I won't last the full eight seconds."
    A surprised laugh escaped her chest.
    He narrowed his eyes. "I wanted this to go a while. But
you're too damn hot."
    "Ride me, cowboy. This time, fast and wild. Next time,
slow and sweet."
    "I promise. Next time…hours and hours." Moving up
to kneel between her legs, he planted one hand on the bed above her shoulder,
grabbed her leg, and lifted it, holding it in the crook of his arm. "Can't
hold back, Kira. You're so fucking sexy."
    The new position, the angle of his cock, let him drive into
her deeper. Beads of sweat formed on his brow. His hips worked, pumping his
thick cock into her, dragging it out and pushing in again. Each stroke grazed
against her g-spot.
    Grabbing fistfuls of comforter, she let herself slide into
the fog that promised another unruly orgasm.
    He grunted and moaned her name as he pistoned into her, her
body held in place only by his arm at her shoulder.
    "I like it rough." She panted the words as her
vision went white, her hearing faded, and rushing sensations shimmied up her
body from her core.
    Dallas moved faster, pumped into her harder, his groans
becoming louder until he shouted, "Fuck, Kira, take it, take all of
me."
    She exploded into darkness, knowing only the hard banging of
Dallas's hips against hers, the joy of her climax echoing through her, and the
sure knowledge that her cowboy could have her, body and soul, if he wanted her.
    With two final pumps, Dallas nose-dived into the comforter
beside her, then rolled, taking her with him to lie on top of him.
    His breath panted from his chest, his heart beat rapidly,
and his forehead shone with sweat.
    She kissed the spot over his heart. She could lie here
forever.
    "Aw jeez, sweetheart, I'm sorry."
    She lifted her head and looked into his dark eyes.
"Sorry?"
    "I didn't mean to be so rough."
    Digging her nails into his chest, she made her smile
sensual. "Cowboy, it was perfect. I like it when you're unleashed."
    "You do, huh?" He grinned. "Kira, sweetheart,
when we have sex, there'll be very few times when I'm on the leash."
    "Good." She imagined him taking her from behind,
or in the shower, or against a wall, or making her ride him hard and fast.
"You're a fantasy come true."
    With a groan, he pulled her in for a kiss. He possessed her,
his tongue twining with hers, tasting her then sucking her tongue into his
mouth where he captured it with his lips. He slowed the kiss when his cock
hardened against her belly. "We've gotta get ready, don't we."
    She checked the clock radio. "Half an hour. Figure
fifteen minutes for a shower and makeup."
    He traced her cheek with one finger. "You don't wear
any makeup."
    She batted her mascara-enhanced lashes. "Nature didn't
give me these thick, black lashes, you know."
    "Mm. Okay. So, that leaves us with fifteen
minutes." He poked his hard shaft into her hip. "What should we
do?"
    Although she wanted desperately to repeat everything they
just did, there was something hanging over them that she wanted to clear away.
She made a face. "Can we talk?"
    He dropped his head and threw his arms out to the side.
"Words designed to soften any erection."
    She laughed and smacked his chest. "Better to do it now
than when we get back from the party tomorrow morning."
    "True." He eased out from under her. "Hang on
a second." He headed to the bathroom.
    Kira stretched, feeling sore muscles and tingly flesh, but
loving every twinge and ache because it came from Dallas making unleashed love
to her.
    She piled pillows up at the headboard and pulled back the
comforter, climbing under the sheet. This conversation would be less awkward
without nudity.
    Dallas came out of the bathroom and pulled on his underwear.
"Water?"
    She nodded, he headed into the next room and came back with
two ice cold bottles. Sitting back on the pillows next to her, he sighed.
"Want me to start?"
    "Yes, please." She touched his arm.