Reckless for Cowboy by Daire St. Denis Page B

erection.
    “Do you know what I’m thinking about?” his voice is thick and full of passion. “There’s this woman I know. She’s got the cleanest mouth around. I love that about her.” He stares at me while he continues to jerk off. “But when I’m alone with her, all I can think about is how dirty her mouth is.”
    “Oh?”
    “You should hear her shout my name. Fucking dirty.”
    “Really?”
    “Oh yeah. Every little moan, every little cry.”
    “You like it?” My voice is breathless.
    “Mmmm. But the best?” His lids slide lower. “The best is when she wraps that dirty little mouth around me here.” He opens his palm, showing me his cock. “Goddamn she can take me deep.”
    I have yet to do it, but right now, that’s all I want. I want to run my tongue along his length I want to find a sensitive spot, just below the head of his penis and suck it. I want to show him how deep I can take him.
    “But even better than that,” Cooper whispers, his eyes closed now as his hand speeds up. “Is when she begs me to fuck her.”
    Oh!
    I close my eyes. I’m sure the speed of my hand beneath the water matches the speed of his hand on his cock. I hear movement outside the tub and when I open my eyes, Cooper’s removed his jeans and is climbing in behind me. He pulls me into his lap so I’m practically sitting on his erection. I move my hips against him but he takes my hand and places it back between my legs.
    “Keep going,” he whispers. Then he reaches for the handheld shower and turns it on. Finding the right temperature, he turns it on to the strongest massage mode. “Lean back into me.”
    I do. He feels so good. So warm. So wet.
    “Take this.” He hands me the handheld. “Finish.”
    Guiding my hand back between my legs, I convulse the second the water hits my clit.
    “That’s it. Show me what you like.” His other hand is on my breast and he’s whispering in my ear. “Does that feel good Brooke?”
    “Yes,” I manage to say.
    His hand moves off the handle of the showerhead and he fondles me between the rush of water. I can’t keep my body from jerking from the stimulation.
    “You’re so close, aren’t you?”
    “Mmm.” I pant. My hips lift toward his hand, the spray.
    “I want to feel you come.” His slides his hand under my bottom from behind, slips his fingers inside me. He rotates them pressing my inner walls until I gasp. He’s found it.
    “Oh fuck, Brooke. You like that.”
    I can’t speak. Only moan. He pulses his fingers quickly. They’re so strong. It feels so good. It’s too much. It’s just enough. The pressure builds in my chest and between my legs. I rupture like a burst dam. Two opposing waves of bliss hurtle toward each other, clashing together in my abdomen. I cry out with the most ecstatic pleasure I’ve ever felt.
    “Oh baby!”
    His fingers feel so good, almost as good as his cock. But not quite. I rub myself against him, loving the feel of his arousal pressed up behind me. Wanting him, needing him—all of him—inside me.
    “Whoa,” Cooper says, holding me tight, keeping me from moving. “You’re killing me right now.”
    “Coop?”
    “Yeah?”
    “I want you. Please.”
    “Shh,” he says, kissing my jaw, his hand kneading the flesh of my inner thigh.
    I’m so overcome, I drop the handheld and it creates a little fountain in the middle of the tub.
    “Goddamn I love watching you lose it,” he whispers right next to my ear.
    Goddamn, I love losing it with him. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. He’s like no one I’ve ever met before. My emotions are so raw, my chest aches and out of nowhere, I start to sob. I have no clue why I’m doing this, but as hard as I try, I can’t stop. “Oh God.” I sniff. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
    “It’s just the release after what happened today.” He strokes my damp hair, holding me tight. “It’s okay, Brooke. You’re okay.” Cooper holds me for a little