Virgin Cowboy by Lacey Wolfe Page B

too.” She kissed his cheek. “I was just
about to get up and make coffee. Need me to turn the shower on for you? I’m
sure you have duties at the ranch.”
    He wrapped his strong arm around her waist. “It can wait. My
brothers showed up late for years. It’s my turn.”
    She giggled. “I don’t want your family to dislike me any more.”
    “Fuck them. Go turn the water on and join me. We both need
to get cleaned up from last night.”
    She rolled away from him and grabbed a condom from the
nightstand. “I have a feeling we’ll need this.”
    “You might want to grab two.”
    “You’ll be pleased to know I couldn’t handle you twice this
morning. Hell, I can hardly walk.” And it was true. As she went toward the
bathroom, her thighs ached; not to mention her vagina. A hot bath sounded a bit
better than a shower.
    She turned the water on and set the condom on the ledge. As
the water heated up, she pulled out two towels from under the sink and laid
them on the counter. She sensed Braden the moment he entered the bathroom. He
wasn’t shy at all as she glanced at his naked body, his morning wood still
prominent—for her.
    “I think the water is warmed up.” She led him into the stall.
The hot water cascaded down her body first before she stepped back, letting him
in. Her gaze stayed locked on his. Unable to contain herself, she wrapped
herself around him and kissed him hard, wasting no time to deepen the kiss. He
lifted her, pressing her against the cool tiled wall, his hard cock right at
her opening. She stroked it as she teased herself with the tip.
    He groaned. “You’re torturing me.”
    “Don’t worry, I’m being tortured too.”
    Braden lowered her to the ground and fisted the foil wrapper
before tearing it open. She expected him to lift her again, but instead he spun
her around. He spread her legs open with his knee then pulled her waist toward
him.
    He rubbed her ass before going low and letting a finger
tease her entrance. Thankfully, he only toyed a moment. His erect cock pressed
against her and with a hard thrust, he was buried deep inside. He was made for
her. This man filled her in a way she’d never been before. It was like he was a
missing puzzle piece.
    “Braden,” slipped out in a whisper.
    He held her tight against him, pumping in a rhythm that was
going to bring her to the edge quickly. This man could make her come. She
didn’t worry about ever faking it.
    She bit her bottom lip and squeezed her eyes closed as she
moaned. He drove harder, and that was it. She cried out, bracing herself
against the wall as her release tore through her. Braden groaned and followed
her in the pleasure spiral.
    He slipped out then pulled her up so her back rested against
his chest. “Fuck, I’m addicted to you.”
    She nodded. She was satisfied in more than one way. She
wasn’t sure how long they stood under the hot water, but there was nowhere else
she wanted to be but in his arms.
    * * * *
    Braden set his empty coffee cup down. “I hate that I have to
leave.”
    Courtney took the last bite of her pancake. “It’s fine. I
need to get a few things done around here before I go to work.”
    She crossed the kitchen to set her dirty dish in the sink
and turned back toward him. He laced his arms around her. “Is it too much to
ask to come back tonight?”
    She poked his chest. “Nope. In fact, I insist. I might have
an addiction to you too.”
    “Right back at ya. We might need a support group.”
    “I hope we’re the only two in it.” She kissed his cheek.
“Now get the hell out of here. I can’t have sex with you again, even if I
wanted to.”
    “I might need an afternoon nap to recharge my batteries.”
    “Take two. I won’t get one. After I get stuff done around
here, I’m going to see Anna and my dad.”
    “If she’s staying with your dad, does that mean no horse
lessons tomorrow?”
    “I forgot about that. It’s up to you. I can get her or you
can stay in bed with me.”
    He traced