17. 17
Something changed. Cowboy noticed the instant her touch became less sure.
“What is it Angel?”
She shook her head. “Nothing that matters.”
“If it’s messing with your head, it matters. It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me, though. We’ll get there.” He smoothed her hair away from her face, and watched her face for signs of whatever was bothering her. He couldn’t help but marvel that this woman, who was special in ways he still hadn’t explored, wanted him.
She shook her head again. “I’m not going into it, not now. Maybe later, but I have things I want now, and talk isn’t one of them.” She tugged him close again, and stretched up so her mouth met his.
Cowboy didn’t hesitate to kiss her. He loved her taste. The way she seemed to come alive in his arms. She moved against him, her tits rubbing against his chest in a way that made his dick hard.
She seemed to need to take charge here, and he didn’t want to take that from her. Instead, he kissed, touched, and encouraged her to take what she wanted.
Slowly, she grew bolder, dipping her fingers below his waistband, then popping the button on his jeans. He covered her hand with his, stopping her progress before she found his hard cock.
“Before things go any farther, I have to ask you something.”
“What?” Her voice had grown husky and breathless with desire.
“I hope to God you’ve got condoms, or I'm going to have to stop right now and go get some. We go much farther, and I won’t care. I won’t do that to you.”
Ava didn’t say anything at first, just turned and pulled open the drawer on the table beside the bed, revealing a brand-new value package of condoms.
“I bought them earlier this week when I decided I wanted to see where this was going between us.” Ava circled one of her own nipples with the tip of her middle finger.
He watched the pink tip pucker and draw tight, and bit back a groan. He wanted to taste her there so badly, but he was letting her set the pace.
“Good. Now that’s out of the way, you can do whatever you want to me. I’m putty in your hands.” He released her hand, still on his waistband, and held his hands wide.
“Putty? No, that’s soft and squishy and from what I can tell, you’re anything but soft and squishy.” She unbuttoned his jeans and dipped her fingers beneath the elastic of his boxer briefs. “No, not soft at all.” She pushed at his jeans, shoving them off his hips as she leaned close and teased one of his nipples with her tongue a moment before suckling a moment.
Cowboy groaned his head falling back as he fisted his hands and reined in the urge to take over and show her all the things that could bring them both pleasure.
No. There would be plenty of time for that later. Now he was letting her set a pace she was comfortable with. While she hadn’t said much, he got the feeling she’d never been allowed to do that before.
He shoved at his jeans until they fell to the floor, then stepped out of them. Ava slid her hands down his sides, skimming over his skivvies, then back up again. She moved around him, her hands on his hips turning her with him, then a firm hand on his chest pushed him backwards until the back of his legs hit the edge of the bed.
“Sit.” Ava’s tone was firm and commanding.
Cowboy did as she told him, liking the light in her eyes as he followed her commands.
Once he sat on the edge of the bed, she stepped back and slowly unbuttoned her own jeans. He wanted to reach for her, to take over and undress her inch by inch, but held back. Ava shimmied her hips as she pushed the thick cloth down off them. Cowboy’s mouth watered. He had to bite back a groan when he noticed she’d caught her panties with her jeans as she’d shed them. For a moment, he wished she’d left them on. He wanted to see her in them, but when she revealed herself to him, a groan escaped anyway. She stood naked in front of him, with a boldness he hadn’t expected from her. It made him proud as hell that she felt secure enough to bare herself to him.
Ava stepped out of her jeans and closed the distance between them. With one hand on his chest, she pushed him back until he was lying on the bed, staring up at her and wondering what she would do next.
She gazed at him for a moment, letting her gaze roam down his body and back up again, when it met his, she climbed up onto the bed, one knee on either side of his hips. She hesitated a moment, as if unsure what to do next but her reserve didn’t last long. She bent and kissed him again, lightly at first, but it didn’t take her long to regain her momentum. Her hands roamed down his body and her knees bent until she all but sat in his lap. While there was no pressure, and only the occasional brush of skin against his underwear, he felt the heat coming from her core where it hovered right above his cock.
Ava broke the kiss and trailed small kisses and gentle love bites down his neck and torso. Cowboy wanted to grab her hips and pull her down against him. To grind that tempting heat against his cock and let her know just what she did to him. No, she would get there eventually. He just had to hold on until then. He ran his hands up her back, then down, let his elbows drop to the bed as his finger skimmed around to her belly, then slowly moved up. She’d long since taken off her shirt and given what they were in the middle of, he hoped she wouldn’t be offended as he moved his hands up to cup her breasts.
The soft mounds filled his hands, he wanted to lean up and take the tips into his mouth but couldn’t with her swirling her tongue down his abdomen. Instead, he let his head fall back against the bedspread and teased her nipples with his thumbs while he gently kneaded her tits.
Ava set her teeth into the skin at his hip and bit down. He hoped that meant she liked what he was doing, that it was doing things for her. The way she worked her way down his body was doing things for him. His dick throbbed as he thought about where she was headed and the idea of her mouth on his cock nearly had him coming then and there. His mind flashed back to when he’d been in the shower, imagining her on her knees, his cock in her mouth.
Holy shit, he needed to think about something else.