Bossing the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch #4) - Kennedy Fox Page 0,69
and smiles up at me. “You’re very observant.”
Positioning my hips on top of him, I slide down on his length until he’s filled me. I lean down and whisper across his lips. “Take it out on my pussy, baby. Tomorrow, I want to feel exactly where you’ve been.”
Digging his thumbs into my hips, he pounds into me. We fuck hard and fast, trying to keep it down so we don’t wake up Olivia. The only sounds are the blankets rustling along with our pants and whispered moans.
“I need to taste your sweet cunt,” he begs.
I lift off him and reposition myself until I’m sitting on his face. “Like this?”
Connor grabs my ass, rocking me back and forth as he devours my pussy. I lean forward and suck him while he licks, sucks, and flicks my clit.
The orgasm builds, and when I tense, Connor continues to tease me with his tongue. He chuckles, and I’m two seconds from smothering him as I continue to stroke and suck him. My muscles tremble, and I can’t take it much longer. Connor smacks my ass, then adds just enough pressure to my clit for me to explode. The orgasm nearly blinds me as my body convulses. Seconds later, he’s exploding into my mouth, and I swallow him down.
My muscles nearly give out on me, and I roll off him, then reposition my body and collapse beside him. “Why does it always feel so good with you?”
Connor pulls me into his arms. “Because what we have runs deep, Elle. Not like anything I’ve ever experienced before.”
“You’re right. I haven’t either,” I admit, snuggling into him.
Time seems to tick on, and my eyes grow heavy, though I know I should get going. Connor holds me in his arms, and everything in the world feels right.
“I’m falling for you, Elle. Harder and faster than I ever expected,” he says, causing blood to pump quicker through my body.
I push myself up to meet his eyes and realize nothing in my life has ever been as real as this. “Me too.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Connor
This is the first Christmas in three years I’ve had Olivia with me where I’m not dreading the day she returns to her mother’s. Vivian and I haven’t spoken since a court date was set to discuss a new custody arrangement. Though it saddens me she hasn’t reached out to talk to her daughter, it only validated my decision—Olivia’s better off with me. I’ve even registered Olivia for school here, and she’s excited to have Ms. Kenzie as her teacher.
Today we’re officially announcing being together to her family. It will also be our first holiday to celebrate as a couple. Most of her cousins know since they’re close but Elle hasn’t told her parents yet. We wanted to wait a few weeks to make sure we could actually balance working and dating. But I’ve liked sneaking around too.
My mom and dad already know since Olivia’s a loud mouth and Elle’s over at the house all the time. Of course my mother adores Elle and was over the moon excited.
“I don’t think Santa liked my cookies.” Olivia frowns as she carries the plate into the kitchen. She’s been up since four this morning, and I can already see the exhaustion in her eyes.
“Of course he did, sweetheart.”
“Then why did he only eat one? I gave him six!”
I should’ve hidden them, but after stuffing myself at dinner, I couldn’t eat anymore. “He has thousands of cookies to eat on Christmas Eve, so he can only take a little at each house, or he’d get sick.”
“Oh, like when I get a stomachache after having too much ice cream?”
“Yep, and we don’t want him to feel yucky.”
“Can we save them for later?”
“Sure can. I’ll wrap them up so we can take them to the Bishops’.”
I asked Elle to join us, but she was adamant about not overstepping and that I spend the morning with Olivia and my parents to keep our tradition. Olivia’s gone through a lot of drastic life changes, so it makes sense to keep this the same as always.
“I think you should take a nap before we go.”
“I’m not tired!” She pouts, crossing her arms.
“Are you sure? You were up really early, sweetie.”
And I could use a nap myself.
“Positive! And I don’t want to miss the party. Elle said she got me something.”
“I promise you won’t miss the party.”
She gives me a look as if she doesn’t believe me. “Pinky promise?”