Free Wild Rodeo Nights by Sandy Sullivan Page B

He lay there for a long time wishing tomorrow would never come but knowing it inevitably would. He had to leave in the morning, and he would probably never see her again.
    The room began to lighten when the sun rose over the horizon, and their time together slowly came to an end. He felt Carrie’s lips start to drift over his chest, and he groaned softly. The hand resting on her back the entire night moved up and slipped into her hair. Her mouth found his nipple with the rough pad of her tongue, flicking and nipping until he couldn’t stand it anymore.
    He flipped her over, bringing her hands up to rest above her head and holding them in place. A teasing smile lifted the corners of her mouth when their eyes met.
    “Witch,” he whispered before his mouth drifted down and found her ripe nipple with his tongue.
    She moaned and arched against him when he lapped at her breast.
    You really shouldn’t be doing this. It’s not fair to her if you make love to her and then walk away, his heart whispered, but he chose to ignore it as his body took over.
    “Oh, God, Cole—please.”
    He let go of her hands and moved down her body with swipes of his tongue, stopping at her belly button to swirl and tease. He kissed her stomach and the inside of her thighs before settling his mouth on her wet pussy. His fingers spread her labia before he sucked on her clit, and her body shuddered at the sensations zipping through her. He alternated between licking and sucking as his fingers slid into her hot warmth. Within moments her vagina started to contract around his fingers, but he pulled back and she let out a tortured groan.
    “I want inside you when you come.” He slid back up her body, taking her mouth with his while he slipped between her swollen pussy lips. Letting out his own painful growl when he felt her warmth surround him, he whispered, “God, you feel so good. I can’t get enough of you.”
    She wiggled her hips and he thought for sure he would come unglued when she whimpered against his mouth, “Make me come.”
    His hips rocked against her, and she wrapped her legs around his back and held on. His mouth found her breast, suckling, and licking, until the nipple stood up hard and proud. When he finally felt her start to contract around him, he lifted his chest, bringing her legs up so he could fill her to the hilt. His movements became almost frantic when she moaned his name and his own release rose to the surface. He groaned and slammed against her pelvis with his own as he released his seed deep within her. He felt her squeeze his cock, milking everything he had.
    Resting on his elbows lying on both sides of her shoulders, he pressed his forehead to hers, and their breathing slowed. “You okay?”
    She smiled wistfully as she looked at him. “Mmm…better than okay.”
    He groaned when he pulled out of her and rolled onto his back, bringing her along with him so she rested on his chest. He brushed his fingers along her shoulder and behind her neck, letting the strands of her hair slide through them.
    The silence stretched between them for some time. He didn’t know what to say. Goodbye seemed wrong after what they shared.
    The alarm clock on the bedside table beeped before it started playing a country song, and Carrie moved to shut it off. He watched her sit up on the side of the bed and reach for a bathrobe hanging on the wall. She slipped it on, pulling her hair out of the back before she tightened the belt around her waist. When she turned around to face him, he couldn’t read her eyes and he frowned.
    “I need to get ready to go. The store has to open in about an hour.” He didn’t reply while he tried to figure out what she thought before she dropped her gaze and moved toward the bathroom.
    She went inside and shut the door.

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    She sighed and tipped her head back on her shoulders. Gripping the sink in front of her, she fought the tears that threatened to fall down her cheeks.
    What the hell was I