Catching the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch #2) - Kennedy Fox Page 0,34
her hands around my neck and wraps her legs around my waist. I walk us around the bar and set her down on one of the stools so we’re eye level. Cupping her cheek, I bring our mouths together and savor her taste.
“I always liked when you did your hair like this,” I taunt, pulling on one of her braids again. “You have no idea what they did to my teenage boy hormones. Then you’d put on a cowboy hat, and I’d nearly nut in my jeans at the thought of how I’d yank on them as I bent you over.”
Rowan bursts out laughing, tightening her thighs around me. “That’s quite the imagination for a teenager.”
I flash a half grin. “That was in my thoughts just last week.”
She swats at my chest, but I grab her wrist, pulling her closer. “Did you wear them for me?”
“Do you think everything is about you?” she retorts. “How does that ball cap even fit with that big head of yours?”
“Answer the question, Row.”
“I’ve been fixin’ my hair like this for years,” she tells me. “You’d chase me and pull on them, then tease me and say I looked like Little Red Riding Hood.”
I chuckle at the memory and shrug. “Well, your hair does have a red tint in the sun.”
“And you’d say how you were the Big Bad Wolf, and that if you caught me, you were going to eat me,” she adds, unamused.
I burst out laughing again. “I was a little shit.”
“So I’d run, and of course, you were always faster than me,” she deadpans, tilting her head. “Now I remember why I hated you so much.”
My mouth tips into a grin. She’s trying so hard to be upset with me, crossing her arms and putting space between us. After a decade, I finally kissed her again and am not wasting another opportunity.
“That was just foreplay,” I taunt, leaning closer. “All these years of pent-up sexual frustration…stop fightin’ it, Row.”
“And what were all the one-nighters and hookups? Practice?”
I arch a brow. “Were you jealous?”
She gives me her famous eye roll. “No.”
I tilt her chin up until our gazes meet. “Let me kiss you again.”
“You gonna ask every time?” I can tell she’s holding back a smile.
“You gonna stop being stubborn?” I counter, plucking her bottom lip from her teeth. “Because I have plans for this sassy mouth.”
“Is that how you win all the girls over? Skip over the dating and get-to-know-yous and go straight for the panty-dropping one-liners?”
“I know everything about you, Rowan. At this rate, we’ve been datin’ for years because there isn’t anything I don’t already know or haven’t observed.”
She scoffs. “You don’t know everything.”
I close the gap between us until my mouth hovers over hers. “Try me,” I challenge. “I bet if I slid my hand between your legs, you’d be wet. Am I right?”
She swallows. “Wrong.”
I smirk. “And I bet if I rubbed my thumb over your nipple, it’d be hard.”
“It’s chilly in here.”
“That right? So I have no effect on you? Is that what you’re sayin’?”
Rowan shrugs, unfazed.
“You’re bruising my heart here, woman. Throw me a bone or something,” I plead. “I won’t kiss you again until I know where your head’s at.”
I refuse to screw this moment up by thinking with my dick. As much as I want her, I won’t go into this one-sided. She’ll have to tell me she wants me just as much, or she’ll need to stop this before it can even start.
“Alright,” she says, sitting straighter. “Can I show you?”
I wave my hand out, motioning for her to proceed.
Rowan grabs my wrist and places my palm against her chest. “You feel that?” she asks. I close my eyes and feel her heart rapidly pounding.
“Yes,” I tell her.
“That’s you,” she says softly. “Something changed between us, and now when you’re near, my body reacts to your presence.” She exhales sharply. “Even more with your touch.”
“What changed?” I open my eyes and ask, sliding my hand up to her face.
“I started seeing you.” Rowan looks up at me, her expression soft and vulnerable. “You still annoy the shit outta me, but now I see a man I want to spend more time with than away from.”
Chuckling, I brush my thumb over her flushed cheek. “Took you long enough to get here.” I cover her mouth with mine, sliding my tongue between her lips, and give in to the desire I’ve held back for so long.
We battle with our bodies, touching, sucking, pushing, pulling.