Virgin Cowboy by Lacey Wolfe

him toward the back of the house.
    He set his glass on the nightstand and then fluffed the
pillows up. Kicking his shoes off, he sat down, and she joined him a moment
later.
    “What did you want to talk about?” he asked.
    She sipped her wine then set it aside. “How have you
envisioned your first time?” She ran a finger along his chest. “I want to make
sure this is special for you.”
    He chugged the rest of his drink then set the cup down.
Fuck, that stuff burned a bit. “You want to know how I envisioned this?”
    She nodded. “Yes.”
    After a deep breath, he said, “Would you believe it’s had
you in it for a while?”
    She snuggled closer and let her hand glide under his shirt.
“I would. What were we doing in those fantasies?”
    “There was a lot of kissing.”
    Her lips touched his. “Like this.”
    “Yes. And you’d be naked, your hair curly.”
    She sat back and pulled her shirt off. “Sorry, it’s straight
today. Hope I haven’t ruined this.”
    “Anything, but.”
    She straddled him. “What else?”
    “I’d make you come, several times.”
    She kissed his neck before trailing her lips lower, making
it hard for him to concentrate.
    “I would last a while, because it would be all about your
pleasure, not mine.”
    She whispered into his ear. “Screw my pleasure this time, Braden.
I want to give you the best first time anyone has had. Trust me, when you enter
me, I’m gonna come and call your name out. I don’t expect you to last a long
time. I want you to engross yourself in me. We have plenty of time for marathon
sex sessions, because this won’t be the last time we make love.”
    This was really happening. The moment he’d imagined all too
many times. Tonight, there was nothing to stop them. “When you put it that way,
should we skip the foreplay?”
    She got up on her knees, unbuttoned her jeans, and slid them
down a little. “I want this as badly as you. You have no idea how much I want
to have you buried deep inside me. There is nothing like being connected with
someone you desire as strongly as I do you.”
    He groaned. “You really know how to stroke a man’s ego.”
    She sat back and kicked her pants off. “Only yours.”
    He grabbed her by the shoulders and forcefully pushed her
back, kissing her as hard as he could. She held him tightly, and the only thing
keeping him from sinking inside her was that she was half dressed and he was
fully dressed, but he had to taste her, devour her, make her feel the things
she did to him.
    If he was worried about falling too hard for her before, it
was too late now. Tonight would seal the deal; he was falling in love with this
woman. He intended to do whatever it took to make her his future wife. Courtney
was his, and he didn’t care if anyone objected.
    He tore her panties down her legs. After tossing them, he
cupped her warm sex. She was wet and tensed when he ran his finger through her
juices. He’d be replacing his finger with his cock, just as soon as he got his
own fucking clothes off.
    “Can I undress you?” she asked.
    “As long as you do it quick.”
    “How about I just make it worth it? Stand up.”
    He did what she asked. As she crawled toward him on all
fours, she took her bra off. She was naked. Creamy white skin, rosy perky
nipples, and a bare pussy, ready for his taking.
    She worked the buttons on his plaid shirt until she could
slide it off, caressing his chest. She licked her way down his abdomen, while
distracting him from removing his pants. He stepped out of them, along with his
boxers. Gazing down, Courtney stared up at him as she knelt before him.
    “I’d like to take a little taste.”
    Before he could let her words register, his cock was in her
mouth.
    “Whoa, sweetheart.”
    She glided her lips along his shaft several times before
kissing her way back up his body. “Just a little taste this time. I’d like to
spend more time there soon.”
    “Damn it, if you keep talking like that, I’m gonna be