Free Bullwhipped (A Cowboy Romance) by Danica Chandler

her belly button and he was certain she could feel it. Her hand left his backside and moved to the bulge in his sweats, stroking him from the outside, the cotton providing perfect friction.
    Olivia back peddled toward the bed, pulling him with her. She fell back, spreading her legs, wagging her finger toward him to follow her. He waited at first, standing over her.
    “Are you sure?” he whispered. “I don’t want to…”
    Reaching up, she grasped his shirt and yanked him down. “I’ve never been so sure in all my life, Cale. I want you to teach me everything you know. I want to come out of this shell of mine. Make me yours. Make love to me however you want.”
    Cale laid her back and fluffed the pillows around her, taking his time. Her breasts moved up and down with her breath, her nipples hard underneath the thin fabric that served as the only barrier between his hands and her skin. He massaged each one, slow, enjoying their perfect size. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, moaning from the contact, and he slipped his hands underneath, easing the tank top over her head. There was no bra and he sucked on each pink nipple, bringing them more to attention than before.
    Stopping, he moved the waistband of his sweats down, pulling himself from his pants.
    “You ever give a man a blow job?” Cale asked as he held himself in his hand.
    Opening her eyes, she propped herself up on her elbows, eyeing his hard on like it was a piece of candy. “Not very many. When I was younger.”
    Cale lifted her off the bed and laid down where she was. She straddled his legs, positioning herself over him. Her hand gripped the base of his hard on and she dipped her head. He sat up and gathered her hair, holding it back so he could see her better.
    “Just go slow. Watch the teeth. Don’t take too much in your mouth if you can’t.”
    Nodding, she sucked on the tip and that was almost too much for Cale. The pleasure burst through him and the sudden feeling made him pull her hair. She widened her mouth and adjusted to his size, taking a few more inches in until he hit the back of her throat. Bobbing her head, she continued her attention on him and though she didn’t have much experience, it was one of the best he had ever had.
    Growling, he fought his hips, trying not to buck up against her. She wasn’t ready for that yet and he had to pace himself. Gently, he guided her head up off of him, the cold air hitting his wet skin.
    “You hustling me, Livie?” Smiling, he laid her back down on her back, slipping her pants down.
    “Hustling you?”
    “Best blow job I’ve ever had.”
    Her cheeks reddened and she laughed. “You’re lying.”
    “I’m not lying, I promise.”
    His hands skimmed up her thighs and his fingers moved under her panties. Her body shivered and he moved to her ass, trailing down her slit, parting her cheeks as he reached farther between her legs and stroked her. Her panties slowly moved down her legs, joining the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed.
    “Cale…” she whispered, her eyes slightly parted as he dipped a finger inside of her. Her legs spread father, lending him even better access to her sensitive folds.
    “You like that?” he asked as another finger joined the other.
    The moan was a good enough answer and he moved in and out as fast as he could, her body shaking. He couldn’t believe they were here doing this. She had been perfectly clear that she never wanted to see him again, and now he was on the brink of making love to her again. The fact that he was the object of her desire and sending her pleasure made him want her even more. And she wanted him to teach her everything he knew. She might eventually regret that with everything he had in mind and all the things he knew he could show her. Her innocent lifestyle would soon be exposed to a world she wouldn’t be able to comprehend, to feelings she’d never experienced, and to ways she had never been touched or made love to.
    It was different,