Cowboy Secret (The Dalton Boys Book 4) (12 page)
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Authors: Em Petrova
Then she was damn well going to pin him down and return the favor. A wicked grin spread over her face, and he responded with a growl.
Her need mounted. Tripled. With their gazes locked, love flowed through her. He pressed on her inner wall hard. Cream soaked his fingers.
As he suctioned her clit under his mouth, she peaked.
Belly muscles quivering, she clamped down on his fingers and came, Beck’s name on her lips.
* * * * *
Beck was rock-hard and ready. But he continued to bring Sabrina down from her high with tender swirls of his tongue. A final shudder left her, and he pulled his fingers free.
Holding her blurry-eyed gaze, he stuck them in his mouth and sucked them clean.
Another shiver racked her curvy frame. He eased up her body, bracing himself on one arm while working the slipknot of rope with his free hand.
The instant she was free, she threw her arms around him and drew him down. Crushing her beneath his body was like coming home. After all this time, she was his again.
He needed to get their house built—fast. No way could he stay away from her now.
“What do you think about a shotgun weddin’?” he asked, going for her throat.
She sucked in a breath as he bit into her soft, fragrant flesh. “Wh-en?”
“Next Saturday. Family and a few friends. Hay bales to sit on and moonshine for after.”
She cradled his jaw and lifted his face to look into his eyes. Hers were bright with tears. “Yes. I don’t want to wait for you anymore.”
“Good. It’s settled.”
She hooked her leg around his back, using it as leverage to try to flip him. He gave in and rolled. Seeing her settled atop him, golden thighs gripping his hips, was a snapshot in his book of life.
That devilish grin returned to her pretty face just before she threw herself over his chest. The feel of her curls gliding over his skin as she kissed him threatened his self-control, but he knew she needed a chance to drive him as crazy as he’d driven her.
She flicked his nipple with her hot, pink tongue. Biting into it, she tugged. He clamped a hand to her nape and growled. His cock lengthened another fraction, eager to be released from the prison of his Wranglers.
She didn’t disappoint. She slid down his body, leaving tiny love bites. When she reached his belt and grabbed the leather in her teeth, his eyes hooded. She dipped her nose into the furred patch just above his belt. “I love how you smell.” She nuzzled while opening his jeans and freeing his cock.
When she parted her lips to take him into her mouth, he clamped a hand on her shoulder. “No. Not this time.”
“Maybe I should tie you up.”
“When we have our own house, I promise.”
“Why not now?”
“Because I would roar until these walls caved in, and I’m not sure my parents have that kind of homeowner’s insurance.”
Laughing softly, she ran her nose down his groin, past his straining cock. She sank her teeth into his thigh.
That’s it.
He gripped her arms and pulled her back up. She wiggled atop his erection as if daring him to take control.
Suddenly her eyes widened. “Condom,” she breathed.
“I only have a couple. They’re old. Bought them when we were together.” Deep down he hoped she’d give up the idea of a barrier. He wanted to sink into her hot sheath with no separations.
He raised a brow in question.
“We’re getting married next weekend anyway.” With that, she stretched on her knees and settled over him. In one hard thrust he was buried deep.
A groan ripped from his throat. He plunged his fingers into her curls and slammed his mouth onto hers as she began to move. A tingle spread at the base of his spine. With supreme effort, he gripped the reins while his wild filly attempted to ride him off a cliff of ecstasy.
He sank his tongue into her mouth again and again. She dug her fingers into his biceps, hips churning. Her big brown eyes were wide with a glaze of love. A dozen ways to take her between now and their wedding day floated through his mind.
Her rhythm slowed, her body tense.
Before she could reach her pinnacle, he flipped her. Hitching her thighs high on his hips, he pounded into her. The sensation of his cock slipping through her wet walls stole all control.
She lashed her tongue over his ear and dragged her nails lightly down his back. He pressed his thumb over her clit, sank deep once…twice…
As she pulsated around him, he threw his head back and came with a roar.
For what felt like an eternity, he continued to move, not nearly finished.
Small gasps emitted from her, and he came to his senses enough to look down. A smile grazed her lips.
Leaning down, he stamped her mouth hard.
She pressed a hand against his chest until he rolled off her. Expecting her to curl up beside him, he reached for her.
And found his hands looped together with rope.
“Where’s a school teacher learn to tie rope like that?”
She gave him a coy smile. “I read
How to Rope and Tie Your Very Own Cowboy
.”
His cock lay on his stomach, still hard and ready.
Apparently she was revving too.
When she threw her leg over his hips and twisted to face away from him, he couldn’t hold back the guttural groan.
“You really are a cowgirl at heart.”
“Only with you.” She grasped his cock at the base and angled it into her tight pussy.
* * * * *
At the start of their relationship, Beck had needed almost no down-time. When she’d seen the lust still burning in his eyes, she knew they weren’t remotely finished with each other.
Besides, they couldn’t waste a quiet house.
Perspiration broke out on her spine as she rocked over him reverse cowgirl-style. The angle lit her already quivering insides on fire and knowing he couldn’t touch her with his bound hands sent her flying higher.
He skimmed a fingertip over her ass. Shock stopped her mid-thrust.
He’d managed to slide a finger into her backside. The sensation was so foreign yet undeniably good.
“Okay?” he asked, sounding as if he’d guzzled gravel.
She tested it with a movement. The feel of his thick cock in her pussy and his long finger in her ass sent a brand new thrill through her.
Looking over her shoulder, she met his feverish gaze. “I see you have some tricks up your sleeve.”
“I promise you’ll never be bored with me.” He slid his finger partially out, and she moaned.
A deep desire took over. She was powerless over her body’s need to move.
She thrust down on him again with wild abandon, driving herself—and him—higher. When her thigh muscles began to ache, she leaned forward.
They shared a groan as her new position afforded more pleasure.
“Come on me, Sabrina. I can’t hold back.”
His deep voice sent her spiking. She came hard, curls tumbling into her eyes, her body glued to Beck’s.
The love of her life.
Epilogue
Beck settled Owen into the car seat and fastened the straps around his chest and between his chubby legs. “I think you’ve gained twenty pounds since your momma started teaching school. Don’t tell her I’ve been sneaking you cookies.”
Owen gave him a wide grin. His mouthful of teeth sparkled white in the afternoon sun.
“Let’s go surprise your momma at school.”
“Momma?” Owen asked.
“That’s right, son. She’s got an open house tonight and won’t be home for supper.”
“Eat.”
Beck laughed as he got behind the wheel of his truck. “Maybe Aunt Shelby will have some ice cream for you if we stop into the Sweet Tooth.”
“Yum!”
Beck turned around to grin at his son. “You know the day your momma walked back into my life, I had double the luck. I got you too.”
As he bumped down the long drive to the main road leading to Vixen, Owen babbled. Some words made sense, most didn’t. But one stuck out to Beck.
“Horse!”
“You want your own pony, don’t you, Owen?”
“My horse.” His dark hair ruffled in the breeze coming through the open window.
“I’ll get you a horse when you’re two years old. I’ll also be getting the nursery painted for your little sister coming in the spring.”
Beck’s heart overflowed with happiness. The big Texas sky stretched over land that belonged to the Daltons as far as the eye could see. Getting a piece of the ranch had hardly mattered to him, though. Having the woman he loved, their son and a daughter on the way was his true gift.
And later, when he and Sabrina were alone in bed, he’d kiss every inch of her naked body and remind her just how much he loved her.
THE END
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