Free Bullwhipped (A Cowboy Romance) by Danica Chandler Page A

even for him. There was a new feeling behind all of it, and one that Cale was even experiencing for a first time. There was more emotion behind it. It was more than physical release. She wasn’t just some woman he was having his way with. He wanted to make sure she was enjoying it and that this all wasn’t just for his benefit. He wanted to make sure he wasn’t going too far. Her desires mattered.
    His mouth kissed up her legs, skipping over where she wanted him most, and up to her stomach, his tongue flicking at her tight abs and up to her breasts. He had to pace himself. This wasn’t something that he wanted to end quickly. This had to last a while for both of them.
    “Cale, I need you,” Olivia whispered, her legs tightening around him.
    “ Need me?” Laughing, his tongue flicked her nipple again as his hand strummed between her legs. “Patience. We’ve got nothing but time.”
    Looking up at him, there was so much passion behind her expression. It sent a chill through him and he lowered his head, kissing her hard, his erection rubbing against her stomach. He let out a gasp when her hand wrapped around him, stroking him, her pressure against him almost too perfect. If she didn’t stop, he’d finish long before he was ready.
    Moving out of her reach, he took a few seconds to admire her. Her long legs were stretched out, spread just enough to enjoy the view. Her breasts were perky, her nipples at attention from the punishment he had just given them, and her hair, so disheveled and crazy, outlining her face. Her mascara was smeared under her eyes, providing an even sexier look.
    “Turn over,” Cale said as an idea hit him. She wanted him to teach her things and by how inexperienced she claimed to be, he was almost certain she was about to experience something new.
    Hesitating, Olivia rolled on her side, glancing over her shoulder at him.
    “You trust me, right?” he asked as he reached for a condom from his wallet.
    “Yes,” she said as she completely rolled to her stomach.
    “Get on your hands and knees.” He slipped the condom on, his hard on sensitive to the touch. “You ever had sex in this position?”
    Olivia shook her head no and already, her legs were trembling as she waited for him. Grasping her hips with both hands, he traced her, the warmth pushing him close to the edge. His mouth watered and instead of slipping inside, he lapped at her with his tongue, flicking, sucking, and she spread her legs in response, inviting him closer as she moaned against the headboard. Her reaction made him throb, and he didn’t let up, his teeth nipping enough to make her flinch. He couldn’t get enough of her taste and with her continuous yelps and repeating of his name, he couldn’t stop himself from enjoying her.
    Her legs shook and tightened around his head until she collapsed, unable to keep her balance. Her breathing was labored and she looked back at him, her hair in her face, skewing her view of him. Gently, Cale lifted her hips back up until she was on her knees again, giving her no time for recovery as he finally slipped every inch inside of her, this time proving less resistance than the first time had had made love to her.
    She contracted around him, her walls gripping him. Her ass slammed into him, bouncing with each thrust he sent deep into her. He kneaded each cheek as he continued, sliding almost completely out before shoving back in.
    “Livie…” he said between breaths as sweat dripped. She reached back, her hand brushing against his stomach. “Oh my… Livie…” It was so incredible that he couldn’t even form a full sentence.
    The pleasure heightened when she ground her hips, sideways, back and forth, in random directions keeping him guessing. For never experiencing the position they were in, she sure knew how to take charge and he welcomed it, closing his eyes as she did her thing.
    There was no stopping him from finishing now. He pulled on her hair as he felt himself come, deep inside