Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 144435 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 722(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144435 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 722(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
No, she's not Cassiopeia, the foolish mortal queen who thought she outshone the gods themselves. This woman is a goddess, a Muse who stumbled her way from Mt. Olympus onto my mountain. Zeus can't have her back now. I'll wage a holy war to keep her.
She grinds against my dick, crying her need into my mouth. Poor little thing. I bet she's making a mess of my sweats right now. Her poor little pussy probably hurts for me. God knows, my dick is about two seconds from raging a war of his own to get at her.
I stumble across the kitchen toward the table, using my hands on her ass to ride her against the hard ridge of my cock. Her sweet cries fill the kitchen, and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she's the reason I never dated. She's the reason I never went looking for a woman. She's the reason my dick never had much interest in anyone or anything until I found her. All this time, I've been waiting for her.
"Lesson two," I growl, parting from her mouth long enough to rip her t-shirt off over her head. It lands over the back of a kitchen chair. I anchor her to my body with one hand and carefully move her pie out of the way, lest there be hell to pay later. And then I have to kiss her again. Literally have too. Being away from her mouth that long was a goddamn travesty. I carefully lay her out on the kitchen table and reluctantly pry myself off her to get a good look at her.
My knees go weak as soon as I do. Her mass of blonde hair spills across the dark wood, her doe eyes dark with need. Pink tints her alabaster skin from her cheeks all the way down her chest. With her tits out, her cherry nipples high and tight, and those voluptuous curves on display, she's the most erotic vision I've ever seen. My God. She's more beautiful than the sunrise when it crests over the mountain every morning.
"Lesson two," I repeat, my voice like sandpaper as I hook my fingers in the waistband of her sweats. "Never keep a cowboy from his dessert unless you're ready to be dessert, princess."
"Cord, I…"
I pause, giving her time to tell me no. Everything we do is her choice. Always. I may be a bossy, highhanded son of a bitch, but one word from her lips stops it all.
She takes a deep breath, courage filling her expression, and then she nods.
I strip her pants off, taking care with her ankle…and make a mess in mine at the same time.
"Fucking hell," I growl, palming my cock as my balls draw up and cum shoots into my boxers. She's beautiful from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Especially that pretty little cunt. And it's all mine. "You're soaked, Cassia."
"I know."
"You been that way long, pretty baby?"
"Only all day," she says, meeting my gaze. "It's your fault, you know."
"Yeah?" I grin at her. "You saying I should clean up the mess I made?"
"I mean, that is what a polite cowboy would do, but I wouldn't want you to strain yourself or anything," she sasses me, shrugging one delicate shoulder. "Seeing as to how you'll be mopping up the mud you left all over the floor later."
Ah, hell. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life loving this woman. She's fucking perfect. In every sense of the word. Perfect for me. Perfect for this ranch. Perfect.
"Lesson three," I say, hooking my foot around a chair and pulling it up to the table. I drop down onto it and then drag her ass toward the end of the table. She squeaks like a little bird again, her cheeks heating with embarrassment when she realizes I've got her bare cunt right in my face. She's as shy as she is sassy. I love that. "When I'm eating you, you'll watch me, Cassia."
"I can't watch you!" she cries.
"You can and you will," I growl, guiding her legs over my shoulders. I turn my head, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh. Fuck, she smells like pure sugar and heady woman. "I want you to see how much I love what I'm about to do to you. And pretty baby? I want to hear how much you love it. Scream the fucking roof down around us."
"I…I…"
Before she can work herself up, I dive mouth first between her legs. Whatever she was going to say turns into a cry of shock…which bleeds into a moan of ecstasy as I part her lips and lick her from the bottom to the top. As soon as her taste bursts on my tongue, it's over for both of us. This pussy is mine now, no takebacks.