Chapter 17 #2
“I am. Are you, Cowboy?” she asks, her eyes trailing to where my cock is hard, thick, and ready against my stomach.
I swallow to coat my drying throat. “More than anything.”
Brielle braces herself on her knees over me. I can’t look away as her hand slithers between her breasts and down her belly until she’s cupping herself, pressing her fingers inside her pussy with a few pumps. It’s honestly the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
Her chest quivers as her breathing picks up, and my cock grows harder. Her slick drips down onto me with each movement of her hand. When her legs start to tremble, she pulls her hand out and grabs my cock without warning. I grunt, my hips lifting without a thought.
“Fuck,” I hiss with a tight jaw as she pumps my length.
Her tongue drags across her lips, and then she lets out a breathless laugh. “I’m imagining how much we could make with a sex tape. Your cock is perfect for it.”
I shake my head, my fingers guiding up her thighs. “Only for your eyes now.”
She groans. “God, yes.” I grab my shaft as she positions herself over me, and I help line myself up to her entrance and then stop breathing when she sinks down. It takes a few rocks of her hips until her thighs rest against my pelvis, right above my swelling knot.
I let out a shaky breath, and my eyes roll back briefly as she starts fucking me.
Her nails dig into my pecs, and I don’t even feel the prick as she breaks the skin.
Instead, I’m trying to look everywhere at once.
At the way her breasts bounce with each rock of her hips, the arch of her neck as her head tilts back and teases me with the spot I’d beg to bite, the way her hair turns to a golden hue when the sunlight from the window hits it, and the flush of her face when she looks down at me.
It’s a sight that people write poetry about, a sight people have tried to carve into stone, and I don’t think I could ever get enough of it.
Brielle’s pussy clamps down on my cock, and her movements become erratic and uneven as she grinds harder against my swelling knot.
I sweep my tongue across my lips, sliding my hands down from her waist to her hips to help guide her to stay up. My knot is getting dangerously close to slipping inside her.
“You press any harder, and I’ll knot you,” I tell her with a grunt when she drops a little harder on her next gyration.
“Oh god, yes. Knot me, knot me, knot me.” Her pleas make my cock twitch, and I nearly blow my load right there.
It’s hard to breathe as I struggle to do what she asked without thought, but I have to make sure.
“You want my knot? You sure?” I don’t even recognize the timbre of my voice, but my whole body is taut as I wait for her answer.
She cries, her legs shaking a little before she falls forward, sliding up and down my entire length in a sultry teasing pace. Her big eyes blink down at me, a little hazy with lust.
“Please, please knot me.”
My mouth dries out, and I blink up at her. “I—I’ve never knotted someone before.”
Brielle slows down, still panting. “Never?”
I shake my head.
Her lips part. “Can I be your first?”
God, I want nothing more. “Please, Sunshine.”
She moans, rocking her hips faster, and my cock throbs as time after time she teases my knot. She’s a little breathless as she tells me, “Thrust up with me. Just keep going until you slip in.”
My tongue drags along my lips, and on her next gyration, I thrust into her.
There’s pressure as my knot presses into her entrance, but then she’s falling back and it slips away.
We do that a few more times, until I grab onto her hips.
On the next stroke, I thrust hard and keep her in place.
My knot pops through and we both gasp, then pleasure explodes throughout me.
My cum is milked out of my cock as her pussy clamps down, squeezing me so tight I can’t breathe.
Brielle’s eyes roll, her head bowing back as the tips of her long blonde hair brush my thighs. She’s trembling as she mewls from her release. I now see why alphas chase omegas. This is beyond imaginable, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. After a few more seconds, she collapses on me.
While we’re catching our breath, I trail my fingertips down her spine, and my cock twitches at her omega preening that rumbles against my chest.
“Stop, I’m ticklish.”
I grin, kissing her shoulder and wrapping my arms around her. “Come with me.”
Brielle laughs. “I just did.”
I swat her ass a little. “To my next rodeo event. We’re only supposed to be in town for another couple of days and then we gotta head out for a few weeks to travel the circuit.”
Her heart picks up under my hold, and I can see the panic in her eyes. I rub my hands up her back, something tugging at the back of my mind in concern. “What’s wrong?”
Her lips thin, and she looks away. I grasp her chin, pulling her to face me again.
“Tell me, please.”
Brielle huffs out a breath. “It’s going to make me sound like a possessive omega.”
I grin. “And? Maybe I wouldn’t mind that.”
She rolls her eyes. “Are you asking me to go with you because you need a reminder to ward off temptations of all those girls who hang around?”
My eyebrows lift and I laugh. She shifts on my lap, and I let out a hiss before grabbing her hips to hold her in place. My cock throbs as a little more cum pumps out of me, and I can feel my knot flutter a bit. “Don’t move, darlin’. Or we’re going to be stuck here a little longer than you’d like.”
Something twinkles in her eyes, but she stills and settles back down on my chest. I tuck her blonde hair away from her flushed face. “I’m asking because I don’t want to be away from you. But this is my job, and the ranch depends on it.”
“How does that work with the ranch?” she asks, a little sleepily.
I run a finger down her spine. “I get sponsorships. The money helps keep all the equipment up to par and care for the horses we take to the shows. I may be the bull rider, but there are a few barrel racers that can draw a crowd. Their horses are babied beyond belief.”
She hums into my skin. “I find it hot that you guys care for the animals so much.”
My heart thunders, and I squeeze her tighter to me. “We would be nothing without them. We rely on them, so we care for them because we understand their value.”
Her fingers trace over my skin. “I wish I could, but I kind of need my job.”
I have to hold back what I want to blurt out. I hear the nagging from Marley and Duke in my ear, but if there’s anyone I want to truly take care of, it’s her.
Brielle looks up at me, concern peppering her face. “Your heart is beating really fast.”
Heat blooms in my cheeks, and I sweep my tongue along my lips. “I want to offer something, but I don’t know how you’ll take it. I don’t want to scare you off.”
Her eyebrows dip. “What?”
I clear my throat. “If your job is the only thing stopping you, then I can take care of it. I have more money than I know what to do with, Sunshine. Hell, if you still want a job, so it’s not just us taking care of you, then I’ll create one.
I could always use help with my social media and posting for sponsors. ”
Tears shine in her eyes, and she blinks a few times so they can fall before she gives me a smile. “You’d do that? Create a job just for me to travel with you?”
I nod, words lost on me when everything I want is within my grasp.
Her teeth dig into her bottom lip for a moment before she leans back into my chest. “If you really want me to go with you, I will.”
I smile, kissing her forehead. “I do. I just…uh, have to break the good news to Duke and Maverick.”