Lost Love (Cowboys and Angels #1)(62)

As if on cue, Steed’s hand moved lightly down my body and between my legs. I spread them apart, panting with the need for him to touch me.

“Steed,” I whispered against his lips when I pulled away for air. “I need to feel you. Please, it’s been so long.”

His fingers slipped inside, causing me to jump and lift my hips into his hand.

“You’re so damn wet.”

“Yes,” I hissed.

Pressing his lips on my neck, he kissed me until he reached a nipple. Taking it into his mouth he sucked and pulled while his fingers quickly worked my orgasm up.

“Faster!” I cried out. I didn’t care how needy and shaken my voice sounded. I was on the edge of the abyss, and I needed to fall over it. Now.

Steed’s mouth moved to my other nipple. He gently bit down, and my back arched, my orgasm hitting so hard I cried out with the only word I could manage.

“Steed!”

Pleasure ripped through my body. Steed moved back up my body. His hands all over me as he squeezed my breast, blew hot breath on my nipple. I was a trembling mess.

The minute I started to free fall back down to reality he started his assault again.

“You’re so damn beautiful, Paxton. Watching you come is one of my favorite things.”

Fighting for words, I smiled and said the only thing that came to mind. “Holy shit.”

He winked. “I’m not done, pumpkin. You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you when I push inside of you.”

“Not done?” I gasped.

He disappeared again. This time he buried his face between my legs and swiped his tongue over my sensitive clit.

“Fucking hell!” I cried out. My hands grabbed at the bedspread as I tried to lift my hips up. Steed’s strong hands pushed my hips down while he moved his mouth ever so slowly over my hot pulsing core.

It wasn’t going to take me long to come again. Hell, my body still felt the aftershocks from my other orgasm.

“Steed. Oh God. Oh God!” He slipped his fingers inside while his tongue worked magic on my sensitive nub. One move with both sent me over the edge.

My entire body went rigid as the orgasm burst through. Squeezing my eyes shut, I saw nothing but a pulsing light. My hands grabbed at Steed’s hair, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to pull him in closer or push him away. He must have scissored his fingers because an instant sting mixed with my pleasure and caused me to jump. I was too far over the edge to care though. My hips bucked while at the same time I desperately tried to get away. I needed it to stop. It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever had in my life. I didn’t care that I was crying out Steed’s name. It felt fucking amazing.

He finally let me go and I laid on the bed feeling completely spent. My muscles lax and unable to move.

“Damn, baby. That was amazing to watch.”

I opened my eyes to see his beautiful smiling face staring at me. My chest was still rising and falling as I tried to get my breath under control.

“I can’t wait another second, Paxton. I need to be inside of you.”

I nodded. “I need that too. Desperately.”

Steed was over me, his lips against mine as he guided the head of his cock into me. I stiffened while he slowly entered.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly.

“Yes. Yes. I just need a second to adjust. It’s been a long time.”

The look in Steed’s eyes made my chest tighten and my stomach dip. It was like his life depended on being inside of me. Right this very moment.

He pulled out some before pushing back in. We both moaned in delight.

“My God. You feel so fucking good,” he spoke against my lips.

My fingers dug into his back as I arched, needing to feel him deeper.

“I can’t control myself, Paxton.”

Our eyes met. “Then don’t.”





Holy fucking shit. I was in heaven. Paxton’s pussy squeezing my cock was the most delicious feeling ever. I’d forgotten how amazing she was. How she made me feel when I was inside her. Nothing else in this world mattered but us. The only woman I’d ever loved was back in my arms and I was trying so hard not to let loose and fuck the living shit out of her.

“I can’t control myself, Paxton.”

Her eyes turned dark with desire. “Then don’t.”

It was a whisper, but it seemed like a shouted plea. I leaned up and grabbed her hips, pulling out and pushing back in harder.

“Fuck!” I cried out. Paxton grabbed at the bedspread, her face flushed with her earlier orgasms. When I looked down, I saw my cock moving in and out of her body. It was hot as hell, and I had to fight my orgasm off. No fucking way I was letting it end things that quick.

When I glanced back up, Paxton was on her elbows, watching our bodies become one. Her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she stared at my cock pounding into her over and over again.