Shared By the Cowboys by Cassie Cole

21

Rebecca

Cody’s kiss was sweet, and warm, and electric. For a few seconds I lost myself in the silky motion of his mouth.

His nose caressed against mine after, as our faces remained close. It felt weird to kiss Cody after being with his brother… but it also felt really good. Naughty in a good way, like I was trying something new.

It was their idea, I thought while gazing into his eyes. Can I really do this?

“You don’t need an excuse to kiss me,” I finally said.

His ocean-blue eyes sparkled. “Well in that case…”

He grabbed my head with both hands and pressed his lips to mine. The taste of honey was still on his tongue as he backed me up to the workbench, next to the honey-harvesting tools we had been using. The same workbench Mason and I had sex on. His hands traced the outline of my body through the suit, searching for my curves within.

“Let’s get you out of those clothes,” Cody said, yanking down the zipper on the front of my suit.

“You don’t like making out with someone dressed like an astronaut?” I joked.

He grinned up at me with his boyish smile. “Oh I do, but I think I’d like it more without ‘em on.”

Cody pulled the sleeves off my beekeeper suit so he could kiss my neck. I sighed as he found that wonderful place along my shoulder, kissing and nuzzling along my collarbone, but then I hesitated.

“I don’t want to ruin the mood, but I’m all dirty,” I said. “I was sweating in the suit, and before that I was all grimy from mucking out the barn. I’d feel a lot sexier if I took a shower first.”

He looked vaguely disappointed for a second, then covered it with a smile. “Then let’s get you inside.”

We held hands and ran out of the barn. Mason was busy talking to the solar panel installers, and didn’t notice as we hurried into the house and up the stairs.

“I just need a few minutes,” I said when we got to the bathroom.

But when I tried closing the door, he blocked it with his foot. His gorgeous face was just a sliver in the open doorway, but I could see his suggestive smile.

“Or I could join you,” he said. “It would save water.”

I bit my lip. “Well, as long as we’re doing what’s best for the environment…”

I turned around and stripped in front of him, bending over to give him a good look at my bare ass. I felt his gaze like a caress on my skin as I turned on the water and stepped into the shower.

Cody took his time undressing, which gave me a chance to quickly wash off the worst of the grime. Then he opened the shower door.

Oh my God.

I couldn’t help but gawk at his nude body. His skin was fairer than Mason’s or Blake’s. He didn’t have as much muscle as his older brothers; he was leaner, which made the muscle he did have really stand out. There was a tribal tattoo on his left arm, up near the shoulder. Kind of like what Blake had, but smaller.

And between his legs, hanging from a tuft of blond hair…

He wasn’t fully hard yet, but his cock was long and smooth. I instantly began thinking about what it would feel like inside of me, filling me from tip to base…

Cody grinned like he knew what I was thinking.

He stepped under the stream and pulled my face to his, tongue peeking out to lick at me. I felt the slick wall of the shower on my back as he pushed into me, eager to feel my skin on his own, his actions guided by unrestrained lust rather than thought. His hard length pressed into my thigh, slick and wet and begging to be touched, but his hands were holding my wrists against the shower tile and I absolutely melted against him.

Our mouths churned hungrily against each other while the water slid over our bodies, filling the shower with steam.

He pushed against me, his hard thickness sliding against my wet skin. I wanted him inside me desperately, and with every little thrust I knew he wanted the same.

But not yet, I thought. I want to show him what I’m made of, first.

Prying his lips away from mine was torture, but I had willpower to spare. I spun Cody around in the shower so that the water hit him in the back, then dropped to my knees. His hard-on filled my view, smooth and stiff.

I gazed up at him through my eyelashes, then went to work.

Cody’s groans echoed in the acoustics of the shower as I sucked on the tip. His balls tightened against my fingers, trembling against me with every bobbing movement of my head.

“Becca,” he groaned, a barely-formed whisper.

He became impossibly hard in my mouth as I gobbled him down. Pleasure pinged from his body to mine, and I dropped a hand between my legs to state the fire he was lighting inside of me. I swirled my tongue around his tip, lapping his slit in a way that made his entire body tense, then relax, then tense again.

His hand slid into my wet hair, tightening into a fist as I sucked him off. I wanted to keep going, to finish him to completion and swallow him down, but he pulled me up and away from him, demanding I return my mouth to his. Cody’s tongue was soft and seeking as we kissed.

“I want you,” he gritted out, meeting my gaze for a moment. Consuming me with eyes like blue gems.

Blood rushed in my ears as Cody spun me around, hugging me from behind. He kissed a trail along my neck as he pushed forward, grinding himself in between my slick cheeks. He pulled back until the tip was lower, brushing against my wet entrance from behind. I bent over for him because I knew it was what he wanted, and it was what I desperately needed, to feel him fill me.

I pushed back with my hips at the same time he thrust forward. Deeper and deeper he went, stretching me with his hard length, until he had bottomed out inside of me. He raked his hands over my back, finding purchase along my hips and digging his fingers into my flesh with raw desire.

“Fuck me,” I gasped over the sound of the water pattering against our skin. Steam filled my lungs as I took a deep breath and repeated the demand, “Fuck me.”

He throbbed inside of me as he obeyed, holding onto me for dear life while pulling back and driving himself into me again. The thick ridge of his cock was everything I had wanted, filling my aching walls with his stiffness. Jolts of pleasure shot up my spine, drawing a whimper from my lips as he slammed into me again and again.

For a few moments we lost ourselves in the unrelenting drive of our bodies, slapping together wetly underneath the scalding water.

Cody gripped my waist strongly, possessively, but then one hand slid farther down. His fingers explored into my mound, fingertips surrounding my clit and then pushing on it with erotic pressure. A new wave of ecstasy wracked my body, buckling my knees in the shower. I arched my back and clawed at the shower wall for support, fingers grabbing onto the soap rack, holding onto it while Cody continued taking me.

I felt him tighten like a wire inside of me, cock pulsing with release, and as he roared I finally clenched my eyes shut and joined my whimpering voice to his.

Our cries filled the bathroom as we both surrendered to the torrid waves of arousal.