How to Rope a Loyal Cowboy by Anya Summers
10
The next evening, Morgan’s belly was a jumble of nerves over what she was about to do now that Wade and Zack were completely conked out. Usually, once they were out, they were really out until morning. And she had made certain they’d run off all their excess energy today after their ride.
While the twins had been at their riding lessons today, Morgan had returned to the house so that she could wash and pamper herself for that evening. It was the only time she had, because of the boys. But she made sure that everything was shaved, and added lotion to ensure her skin was baby soft. She styled her hair so that it fell in lush waves. She hadn’t added makeup because Noah might have commented on it earlier. But she figured, he wouldn’t be focused on her face but her naked form.
She had prepped for everything she needed for her seduction.
The door to her room was closed and locked. She had the key in her jean shorts. This way, if Noah tried to open her bedroom door, he wouldn’t be able to without retrieving his key. He would likely figure she was asleep but then would find her in his bed.
She strode inside Noah’s bedroom. The room smelled like him—carried the hint of masculine spice that always seemed to be present around him, along with the scent of leather and horses. She loved the way he smelled. It tripped every erogenous zone inside her like it was go for launch time.
Once she was inside with the door shut behind her, she texted Amber with a thumbs up—the symbol they had decided on should Noah see the text come in on her phone. She shivered as she placed a strip of condoms on his bedside table, then trod into the bathroom. She stripped every piece of clothing from her body, and ran her fingers through her hair, giving it a tousled appearance.
Quietly, she padded back into his bedroom, making sure to shut the bathroom light off when she did so. She climbed up onto the big, stately four poster bed covered in a navy quilt. In his bed, his scent surrounded her, and she shivered.
After she propped herself up against the headboard, the minutes seemed to tick by super slowly. Exceedingly slowly. Painstakingly slowly. The thought of what was about to happen, left her breathless, and her sex quivered in heady anticipation.
But would he turn her away though?
He had been so hot and cold. One minute, he acted like he wanted her more than anyone ever had, and the next, he treated her like she was just the help.
The silence seemed to grow and expand until it was shattered by the sound of the garage door opening and closing. She could see him, even now, taking his boots and hat off in the mudroom. He was good about not wanting to track in the dirt and muck he had been working in all day.
The breath backed up in her lungs as she waited. His footsteps took him to his kids’ room first. He was such an attentive, loving dad. But then she followed the sound of his steps to her bedroom, and she smiled. Wasn’t he going to be surprised?
Her heartrate increased when his footsteps resumed and padded toward his room. Desire curled in her belly, right alongside the swirling nerves.
Maybe this was a bad idea. She should just get dressed and flee out the window.
And do what? Sleep in her truck bed?
Noah was meticulous about locking the doors at night. She only had the key to her room, not to the house.
The bedroom door opened. The light in the hall outlined his rugged silhouette. It was too late to back out now. For better or worse, she had chosen her course.
The door shut behind him and the light flicked on in the room. With her bottom lip between her teeth, she watched him strip off his shirt. He hadn’t noticed her yet.
But the moment his gaze landed on her in his bed, he froze.
She cast him a sultry smile, and spread her legs.
“Morgan.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied breathily. She had done a little digging on the internet today too, trying to learn all she could about Dominance and submission, while Wade and Zack acted like crazy buggers in the playroom.
His eyes drank in her form, moving slowly and stopping at her boobs. His breathing seemed erratic. He clenched his fists and lowered his gaze further down to the juncture of her spread legs.
Lust blasted from his eyes.
His Adam’s apple bobbed like he was having trouble swallowing. And pressing against the confines of his jeans was the part of him she wanted more than anything.
Noah walked toward her like a man possessed. He made it all the way to the side of the bed, putting her within arm’s reach. His nostrils flared. Hunger encapsulated his features, like it was taking every ounce of control he possessed not to fall on her and rut like a rabid animal. If only he would, because the suspense of the moment was driving her insane.
His hazel eyes deepened in lust, turning nearly black.
Tired of waiting for him to act and do something, before she lost her nerve entirely, Morgan scooted his way and rose onto her knees. The action put mere inches of space between them so that she could feel the warmth rippling off his body. Smelling the intoxicating mixture of man, horse, and leather that seemed to trip every olfactory pleasure sensor in her brain, she moved into gear.
Reaching out, she touched his bare chest and traced the firm outline of his pecs. The light dusting of dark hair tickled the pads of her fingers. She circled the flat disks of his nipples, watching as they hardened into pebbled points at her touch.
On a rough, deep male groan, he crushed her body against his and captured her lips. Noah kissed her unlike any man ever had before. He claimed her with his kiss—tilted her head back and forced her mouth wide as he plundered until she could do nothing but take his torrid assault.
He was bending her, molding her, with his kiss.
And she knew in that moment that, before the night was done, she would discover what it meant to be ravished.
She circled her arms around his corded neck. Her fingers threaded into the soft strands of his hair and held on tight. She loved this man’s mouth on her. It made her weak, and made her ache. His dominance had her trembling, causing her pussy to pulsate in time with his greedy tongue thrusting in her mouth.
But then he was pushing her back onto the bed, never breaking contact with her lips, until she was supine, with Noah spreading her legs wide, and his big body bent over her torso. At the contact of his jean-clad cock along her slit, she moaned into his mouth and ground her hips.
Jesus, she was so hot for him that she was near exploding already, and she hadn’t even gotten his pants off.
Stroking her hands over his back, she loved the play of his back muscles beneath her fingertips. The way they shifted and rippled.
Noah lifted his mouth, trailed his lips to her collarbone, and nipped at her flesh.
“Noah,” she breathed.
“Hush. You’re getting what you want tonight, sweetheart. But you need to be quiet, or you’ll wake the boys. And if you wake them up, I will turn this pretty ass of yours bright red.” Noah cast her a stern glare that had her belly doing somersaults.
“Yes, Sir. Or should I say, yes, Daddy.”
Noah’s gaze darkened. “Don’t call me that. You will be punished if you do.”
She bit her bottom lip, and nodded. She had no idea what made her think about calling him by that title, but she got a sexual thrill from it.
With his gaze trained on her face, he curled his tongue around a distended nipple and sucked it deep into the hot cavern of his mouth. Pleasure zinged from her tit all the way to her clit, and had her pussy clenching in need. She pressed her lips together, wanting to follow his order not to make a sound, but the attention he was paying to her breasts, like he was paying them homage, was too much.
She arched her back, feeding him the mound, greedy for more as she writhed beneath his decadent touch.
Noah appeared to be fascinated with her breasts. Those big, rough hands cupped and kneaded the mounds while his wicked mouth sucked and nipped at the rigid peaks. Morgan had to bite her bottom lip to contain her moans.
Never in a million years, when she had cooked this idea up with her friends, had she imagined how amazing his mouth would feel upon her flesh. She clutched at his back, her nails digging in at the unimaginable pleasure racing through her veins.
But then Noah lifted his mouth from her tits. The nipples were red and raw from his attention. He kissed his way down her belly. She quivered at his erotic touch. His hands caressed her torso down to her thighs, spreading them even wider to accommodate the sheer breadth of his broad shoulders.
The air caught in her lungs at the dark, carnal look he slanted her way when his face hovered above her pussy.
Parting her slit with his thumbs, he drew his tongue along her crease. She grabbed at the covers, needing something to hold onto while his tongue lapped at her sex as if it was his favorite ice cream cone. He circled her clit with teasing flicks. Swiped at the bud with hurried strokes that left her gasping at the pleasure infusing her limbs.
When Noah plunged his tongue inside her pussy, she almost came up off the bed at the sheer force of ecstasy. Her back arched, and her hips undulated. Again and again, his tongue penetrated her, thrusting deep while he applied his fingers to her clit, rubbing the swollen nub.
And from the look on Noah’s face, she would have to say he loved giving her oral. Like he couldn’t get enough of her taste, and was enjoying giving it as much as she was receiving.
Morgan wasn’t prepared for the orgasm that slammed into her. One minute she was writhing, with need filling her every move. Then, in the next, her body disintegrated at the ecstasy blasting through it.
Her toes curled as she bucked beneath his hungry mouth. She pressed her lips together as she moaned, her back arching at the ecstasy. Her legs trembled against his broad shoulders. She lay there, stunned at the potency of her climax. So far, he had given her two orgasms and both times, they had been nothing short of epic.
Feeling bereft at the loss of his mouth and body, she lifted her heavy lids and fought back a loud moan. While she had been lost in her climax, Noah had stripped his jeans and boxers off.
He stood by the edge of the bed, stroking his cock.
His dick was long and thick, the head ruddy. And she wanted him inside her.
Noah grabbed one of the condoms from the nightstand. Lifting her upper body up onto her elbows, she hungrily watched him roll the condom down his length.
“Noah,” she sighed.
His dark gaze cut her way as he stroked his condom-covered shaft and gave her a seductive smirk. “Something you want, sweetheart?”
Her mouth dry, she nodded.
“Tell me,” he ordered, stepping back between her thighs, nudging them wider.
“You. I want you.”
“We already established that fact. Tell me what you want.” One of his hands stroked through her slit. He slid a finger inside her pussy and left her gasping.
She wanted more than just his finger inside her. She needed more than just his finger. “I want your cock in me. Please fuck me… Daddy.”
His face contorted with a mixture of dark fury and wicked desire. He withdrew his finger, and smacked her pussy. “Try again.”
“Please fuck me, Sir,” she panted, her sex throbbing from his spank.
“That’s more like it. Say it again, and I will turn you over my knee. I’ll make sitting uncomfortable for you for the next week. Understood?”
Noah rubbed the head of his cock through her folds, teasing her with his shaft.
“Noah, please,” she whimpered.
And then he was pushing his big dick inside her. Her eyes widened as he stretched her to the point of pain. He was simply huge. It had been a while since she had been with anyone, and in her one other experience, the guy had not been as large. Noah felt incredible.
“Fuck me, your pussy is tight,” he growled on a deep groan as he slid all the way inside.
She gasped at the deep penetration, her body adjusting to the overwhelming fullness. Noah was inside her—part of her—pushing against the walls of her sheath. The years between them fell away. There was a good-sized age difference, but she no longer gave a fuck. Not when he felt so good inside her.
Noah lifted her legs. Positioned each one so that her ankles rested over his shoulders. Then he gripped her outer thighs with those big calloused hands. He withdrew his cock until only the head remained inside before slamming home.
Oh god!
She clamped her lips shut as he began to thrust. Sensations of ecstasy cartwheeled through her body at the erotic invasion. It had never been like this with the one other guy she had slept with. While she was on the inexperienced side of things, that didn’t mean she couldn’t tell the difference.
Noah thrust slowly at first, giving her body time to adjust to his girth. Morgan felt every inch as he glided in deep, the head stroking against the lip of her cervix. She kept her gaze on his, feeling connected to him in ways she had never felt to anybody.
Noah increased his tempo. His fingers dug into her thighs as he began to truly fuck her. She clamped a hand over her mouth as she moaned, trying to contain her cries and remain quiet. But god, the pleasure he made her feel left her trembling, and near the brink of screaming out his name. He knew just the right amount of force to put behind each thrust to drive her wild with lust.
“Those little sounds you’re making are driving me wild, sweetheart. I’ve wanted to do this since you showed up on my doorstep. Have you thought about this?” He pumped his hips.
She nodded, unable to speak at the pleasure blasting through her system. It was too much and not enough at the same time. She wanted more, everything he could give her.
“Tell me.”
She removed her hand from her mouth, so far gone with bliss that the truth tumbled out. “I’ve wanted you for years.”
“Yeah?” he asked, looking thrilled by her admission. “Did you think about me when you touched yourself?”
She jerked her head and gasped. “Yes. All the time. Since high school.”
Noah’s gaze gleamed with possessive victory. It was as if her words flipped a switch inside him. He quickened the tempo to a blistering, brutal pace, slamming his cock inside her again and again. Her toes curled and her legs shook at the pleasure flooding her veins.
Her gaze went blind as Noah fucked her brains right out of her head.
Overloaded, she came apart at the seams. The climax shattered her ability to remain quiet.
“Oh god, Noah!” she wailed, her back arching as she came. Waves of ecstasy slammed into her again and again. Like she was riding an angry, storm-driven sea, the waves crashed into her until she was drowning in bliss.
Noah withdrew suddenly. She lifted her heavy lids and stared at his contorted, angry face. “I thought I told you to be quiet. Just know, you’ve earned yourself this spanking.”
She was still in that hazy, drifting space of her release, and her limbs felt like wet noodles as he yanked her body toward the edge of the bed and flipped her onto her belly. The shift in position had her lower body dangling over the side of the bed with her butt in the air.
Noah placed a heavy palm against her lower back. She was about to ask him what the hell he was doing when the first blow to her rear smacked against her butt. She gasped at the solid force of the whack. At the second slap, she yelped.
“Hush, sweetheart, and take your punishment like a good girl.”
And because she seemed to have a little devil sitting on her shoulder tonight, she replied, “Yes, Daddy.”
“That does it. Remember, I warned you,” he snarled.
Noah peppered her behind with hard whacks. The burn spread through her bottom, pulsing into her core and igniting a need inside her that took on a life of its own.
Her flesh ached. White hot agony stole her breath. And the pain turned into the most profound pleasure of her life. She tilted her hips up. She dug her fingers into his covers, feeling like she was on the edge of the greatest discovery of her existence.
“Noah, please,” she begged.
The spanking stopped as swiftly as it had started. His hand massaged her fiery globes. “I think you enjoyed that a bit too much.”
“Please.” She lifted her butt up to his seeking fingers.
Noah lifted one of her legs up and propped it on the bed, giving him direct access to her pussy. Then he was pressing inside her again. The feel of him from this angle tripped every pleasure sensor inside her system. He was even larger this way
“Noah,” she breathed his name.
He bent over her back. His chest pressed her down into the mattress. One of his hands covered her mouth. At her ear, he said, “Hush, and let me fuck you.”
Noah pumped his dick in hard, brutal thrusts. His grunts and groans filled her ear. He pummeled her pussy. She moaned against his hand covering her mouth, thrusting her hips back as he took her, riding her body hard.
On the next ramming thrust, her body hurtled over the ledge. Her climax struck with explosive force. Morgan came brutally hard—so hard, her teeth clacked together. Her pussy spasmed and clenched around his hammering shaft.
Noah stiffened against her, straining.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his words saturated with pleasure as he came, thrusting again and again in her quaking channel, suffused with aftershocks until his climax was spent.
Noah removed his hand, and used it to turn her head to the right. He claimed her lips in a heated kiss. He was still buried deep inside her, a part of her, and she knew that she could care for this man—more than she already did.
Noah removed his mouth, and began the process of withdrawing from her body. She whimpered as he moved away.
Stunned by the total withdrawal, she lay on the bed as he padded into the bathroom. But then she rolled over and wondered, was he done with her now? Like was that it, and they would retreat back to their lines of demarcation before they’d had sex? Would he continue treating her like an outlier, holding her at arm’s length?
Morgan rose from the bed. It had been the best sex of her life. But she wasn’t skilled enough to handle his upcoming rejection. The sooner she left his bedroom and made it to hers, the better she would be. All she had to do was grab the shorts with the key to her room from under his watchful eye.
“Just where do you think you’re going?” he asked from behind her.
Morgan turned. Noah was so cut and ripped. His solid six two frame was a sight to behold in all its naked, powerful glory. It was a tribute to humanity and evolution that he looked like heavenly sin naked. “To my room,” she said.
Noah scowled. “Like hell you are. Get that sweet ass back in my bed.”
Her jaw dropped open and she sputtered, “But I thought… I mean… that you were done… with me.”
His gaze softened and a seductive, naughty smirk formed over his firm lips. “Oh no, not by a long shot. Now, am I going to have to reprimand you again, or are you going to do as you’re told?”
He still wanted her. He wasn’t going to pretend like nothing had happened tonight. Relief swelled inside her chest, along with a startling amount of desire to feel all that sensual hard flesh once more.
“I happen to like your reprimands.”
He cocked a dark brow. “So I noticed. But you’ve got about five seconds to get in bed before I decide your ass isn’t nearly red enough.”
“Yes, Sir.” Morgan complied, too thrilled to be upset about his overbearing attitude. She realized it must have something to do with the whole dominance thing.
And she couldn’t wait to experience more of it.
