Her Rancher's Caress: (Taken by Cowboys: Part 3) A Billionaire Western Romance by A.L. Loire Read Free Book Online Page B

She felt herself tremble and once again wondered if her legs would give out on her.
    Spencer reached around and put his hands on her full breasts. “I love your breasts,” he breathed. “I love their shape, their weight, their feel.” She moaned with pleasure as he fondled her, his hands warm through the thin lace. She felt a release as he unhooked her bra. She shrugged it off, setting her breasts free.
    He pulled her towards him with sudden force. She gasped as she lost her footing, but the tumble was short. They landed on the soft pile of hay next to the bale, her back still pressed against his chest.
    She could feel his hardness through his jeans, so large and full. “Take them off,” she whispered.
    She felt him fumble with his belt buckle, arching her back to allow him to undo the clasp and zipper. Eagerly she helped him take them off. He was wearing nothing underneath. She settled back down onto him, feeling his muscular thighs rippling underneath hers. “Oh, Jess,” he breathed, running his hands up and down her sides. “You feel amazing.”
    She moaned and let her weight sink into him, rolling her head to the side as he kissed her neck. His magnificent cock was stiff and throbbing so close to her sweet spot that it was torture.
    He spread his legs open slightly, spreading hers with them, and wound his feet around hers, hooking her in place. His hands caressed her thighs, edging closer and closer in. “God, you have me so turned on. It’s so hard to resist just…” His hand trailed to her sex, ripe and ready. She cried out with the bolts of pleasure. “You’re so wet,” he breathed. It was true; she was drenched, more ready than she had ever been in her life.
    He removed his hands, laying them back on her breasts, and the cool air rushed to her wet opening. Nate knelt down between her legs, splaying them open further with his shoulders. She moaned and tossed her head back, resting it on Spencer’s shoulder. She felt deliciously exposed.
    Nate brought his mouth to her belly, letting his tongue dip under the waistband of her panties. She squirmed with desire, willing his tongue to go further, but Spencer’s legs held her firmly in place. This was the most exquisite torture she had ever experienced. Her moans were turning into a series of high-pitched mews.
    Nate continued moving his lips up her torso, making her blaze with need with each kiss. Spencer moved his hands from her breasts, and Nate’s tongue flicked against her hardened left nipple, then her right. He sucked on it, then bit down. She cried out with the sudden streak of pain cutting through the pleasure, arching her back against Spencer’s torso.
    “Please,” she moaned. “Take off my panties.”
    Nate ran his lips down her abdomen, kneeling in front of her again, resting his hands on her thighs. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties. Spencer released her feet, allowing him to pull them down. She was now completely exposed.
    Nate tossed the black panties aside and pushed her knees open again. She let out a cry as he made his way up her inner thighs, kissing and nipping. Gently he licked her labia. She moaned, rocking her pelvis. Spencer’s cock was stiff as a rod against her thigh. “Please, please,” she cried. Just when she thought she might die from need, Nate’s tongue dove in between her lips, sending her eyes shooting open as a firework of sensations pinwheeled from her swollen clitoris. He continued to caress her clit firmly with his tongue, flicking it in and out, as her moans grew more and more urgent.
    “I love hearing you moan,” Spencer breathed in her ear. His hands went back to her breasts, playing with her hardened nipples. “Moan for me.”
    She wasn’t sure who she was moaning for; all she knew was that her body was on fire. Nate’s tongue continued to flick her clit as his finger entered her, sliding in easily. The tension was mounting in her abdomen like a tightly coiled spring. He slid