Free The Cowbear's Curvy Valentine (Curvy Bear Ranch 5) by Liv Brywood Page A

lips.”
    “You’ve already kissed me.”
    “Here.” He brushed a thumb across her bottom lip. “But not here.” He reached between them to glide his fingers across her pussy.
    “Cody,” she pleaded. “I want you now. Don’t make me wait.”
    “Mmm…” he sighed as he dropped lower to cup one full breast in his hand. “Not until I taste all of you.”
    She whimpered as his mouth closed over her hardened nipple. His other hand claimed the soft folds between her thighs. She arched against him, overwhelmed by his touch.
    After sucking and lavishing her breasts with kisses, his lips left a damp trail across her belly. The closer he moved to her pussy, the more she quaked. When he lay between her thighs and looked up, she laced her fingers with his.
    “I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I met you,” he said.
    “You did?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Don’t let me stop you,” she whispered.
    The shock of his tongue across her swollen lips sent tendrils of need straight to her core. Her body jolted, but he quickly grabbed her hips. With nothing left to hold onto, her fingers dug into the sheets. Every lash of his perfect tongue brought a new wave of tension. As he swirled tiny circles around her clit, she cried out.
    She slapped a hand over her mouth. If she kept screaming like this, everyone on the ranch would know what they were doing. She didn’t want to expose their naughty little secret, so she shoved her palm against her lips.
    He pushed her legs apart and licked her with long, deep strokes. Intense yearning built between her thighs. Sensual energy coiled like a hurricane, ready to unleash a torrent of pleasure. When he captured her clit between his lips, she broke open. She barely masked the mind-shattering scream as waves of euphoria crashed over her.
    She was still twitching uncontrollably when he crawled up and pushed his long, thick cock into her.
    “Ohhh,” she gasped.
    He clung to her shoulders, driving into her with measured strokes. She struggled to form a thought. Lost in a state of total bliss, she raked her nails down his back. He roared and mashed his lips against hers. She wrapped her legs around his back and tilted her hips to give him even more room to move. The front of his thighs slapped against the backs of hers.
    She wanted it harder, deeper, more.
    “Please,” she moaned.
    “You feel so good,” he gasped.
    “Oh, God. Yes…”
    His hands slid from her back down to cup her ass. He plunged into her over and over until she couldn’t tell where she ended and he began.
    “Come for me,” he whispered.
    She cried out as he surged forward, slamming his hips into hers. The familiar rush of tingling energy gave her a split second notice before she plunged over the edge into a writhing, orgasmic mess of total euphoria.
    Above her, Cody grunted, still pushing, still transporting her to an even higher peak. She screamed and locked her ankles against his butt. His thrusts grew frenzied until he bit her shoulder and roared. His cock throbbed, filling her with slick heat. With his cheek pressed against hers, he collapsed. His hips continued to jerk with tiny spasms until he eventually stilled.
    “Oh my God,” he choked.
    He buried his face against her shoulder. Every inch of him shivered as he lay between her thighs. She stroked his arm and stared up at the ceiling. The sun had set, plunging the room into darkness.
    As he rolled onto his side to face her, the full weight of what they’d just done crushed her chest. Why did she think it would be okay to indulge in such intense pleasure, knowing that a murderer was out there, walking free because of her? Fresh guilt ate at her. She had no right to feel this good.
    “What are you thinking?” Cody asked.
    “I don’t deserve this.”
    “What? Sex?”
    “No. I don’t deserve to feel this incredible.”
    “Why?”
    “I can’t stop thinking about Nate’s parents, about what they must be feeling right now,” she said.
    “Nate’s the boy