Cowboy Take Me Away(42)

But Carson petted and stroked her. Planting sweet, soft, lingering kisses on her quaking legs and kissing the insides of her wrists. That’s when she realized she still had a strong grip on his hair. Her hands fell away. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. I loved that you didn’t hold back even on your first time.” He kissed her fingertips. “That seems to be the norm with you sugar, and I like it. A lot.”

Carson stood. She noticed his hands shook as he began to unbutton his shirt.

He helped you get undressed; help him. Show him you want him.

Carolyn sat up and reached for his belt buckle.

“I got this,” he said, staying her hand.

“I want to.”

Uncertainty flickered in his eyes but he never missed a button. He tugged the arms free and the shirt fell to the floor.

By then Carolyn had already worked the belt buckle loose. She popped the button on the waistband of his jeans and noticed the zipper tab poked out. After she lowered the zipper to the base, she pulled apart the material and ran her fingers along the hard length.

He sucked in a swift breath.

So she did it again.

“Caro.”

“I want to see it.”

Immediately he bent over and shucked his pants and underwear. When he stood before her completely naked, her eyes widened. His manhood was bigger than she expected. Reddish purple at the tip. An angry-looking red. Veins stuck out clear to the base where it disappeared into thick black hair. She couldn’t take her eyes off it.

“Can I touch it?”

“As much as you want.”

She wrapped her fingers around the base. So hard. And hot. As she moved her hand up, she realized as hard as it was, the skin was also soft and smooth.

While Carolyn was touching him, Carson had his hand in her hair, pushing the damn strands away from her face, twisting tendrils around his finger.

“You’re so quiet,” he murmured.

“So are you.” She followed the edge of the head with her thumb. When she reached the front, he hissed and it jerked in her hand. “Is that a good spot?”

“Yeah.”

Okay. Now what?

His fingers were under her chin and he lifted her face up. “Talk to me. No time to be shy when your hand is on my dick.”

“I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know what you want me to do.”

Carson put her hand back down at the base and curled his hand around hers. Then he stroked upward, exerting more pressure than she would’ve dared to try. “Like this. The faster you do it the quicker I’ll come. Usually.”

The more she moved her hand, the more little beads of clear fluid appeared on the tip.

“Stop.”

She tilted her head back to look at him. “Am I doing something wrong?”

“No. But I wanna be inside you when I come. Up you go on the bed.”

Instead of trying to crawl backward, she rolled to her knees and crawled forward across the mattress.

Carson growled behind her.

She stopped and looked over her shoulder at him.

He was stroking himself. “I can’t fuckin’ wait to take you like that. Drivin’ into you from behind. Feelin’ your soft ass as a cushion for my hips.”

Carolyn rolled onto her backside, propping herself up on her elbows to watch him.

“Why didn’t that make you blush?”

“I don’t know. I wish I didn’t blush at all.”

“It’s sweet. And I plan to teach you all sorts of other fun stuff that’ll really make you blush.” Then he put his knees on the bed, lowering his head to kiss her ankle. He scattered kisses on her shin, knee and thigh as he moved up her body. He pushed her thighs apart and stopped to run his tongue down her slit to her opening and back up to lightly suck on her clit. “You’re still wet. That means you liked touchin’ me.”

“I told you I did.”

“Mmm-hmm.” He pressed hot, soft kisses in a line up her belly and between her breasts. “Words lie, but sugar, your body don’t.” Carson’s tongue zigzagged across her breasts, from one to the other. Teasing with fast flicks. Making her arch when he sucked her nipple deeply into his mouth.

But he didn’t spend as much time there as before. Those soft, yet firm lips trailed kisses up her neck. Kisses that made her flesh tingle. And she loved having his chest pressed to hers, even when it made it harder to breathe.

Then Carson’s face was above hers, his blue eyes glittering with an emotion she couldn’t name.

“Reach between us and guide me in.”

“But I—”

“I’m dyin’ to be with you like this.”

That’s when she noticed his body was shaking. She arched up, smashing her mouth to his while her hands trailed down his sides and between their hips. After a couple of bobbles she aligned the head of his shaft at her opening.