Big Filthy Cowboy – Courage County Cowboys Read Online Mia Brody

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30892 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
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I can barely remember my own name as he lavishes all his attention on that tiny bud filled with thousands of nerve endings. I clutch at the thick blankets beneath me, the orgasm starting to roll through me.

He ignores my gasps and cries, eating me through my orgasm like he’s just found his religion. Then again, I’m pretty sure I saw some heavenly things when he made me come.

When he’s done, he kisses his way back up on my body. He re-arranges my clothes as he goes, helping me into them.

“What about you?” I ask, my words already slurring. I didn’t realize how sleepy I am until just now.

“We’re taking this slow.” He presses a soft kiss to my temple as he spoons me. “Sleep for now.”

Then he wraps his arms around me and pulls me close. As I’m drifting to sleep, I remember my thoughts that he’d be like cuddling with a giant teddy bear. Turns out, I was exactly right.

Chapter 9

Sadie

Iwake hours later in a cocoon of warmth. The fire is still crackling, though the flames are not as high as they were when I drifted to sleep.

Slowly, I become aware of three things. The first is that Barrett snores. Loudly. The second thing is that his arm is lying across my boobs. But the last thing is that his hand is in my yoga pants. He’s cupping my pussy even in his sleep.

“Barrett,” I call his name.

His snores continue.

I call him twice more before finally digging my elbow into his side.

“Mmm, I was having the best dream,” he murmurs sleepily, his voice husky. It’s obvious he’s still in that in-between world where he’s not aware of what he’s doing.

But my body is. My body is very aware of what he’s doing, and if he doesn’t take care of this ache he’s creating, then I might just combust.

“I think I know what you were dreaming about,” I whisper.

I feel it the moment he’s aware of what he’s doing. He stiffens behind me. “Fuck, I’m sor—”

“Don’t finish that sentence,” I tell him, the need coming through my voice. “Finish what you started.”

He chuckles, the sound low and husky. “Yes ma’am.”

He swirls my wetness around, painting my pussy in my own juices. “So responsive for me.”

I whimper when his finger breaches my tight channel.

Barrett’s finger is big and thick, just the way I know his cock will be. The thought has me spasming, and my body sucks his finger in deeper. Behind me, I feel his erection nestled against my ass. He pushes forward, seeking his own friction.

“Take me,” I whisper. I’ve been so scared of giving myself to another person this way. But with Barrett, it’s different. I trust him. I know he’s going to take care of me and make this an amazing experience.

“Not until you come on my fingers like a good girl,” he says right as he adds a second finger to my hot channel.

I reach down and massage my aching clit, circling it just the way I like.

“That’s it. Rub that little button just the way you need.”

I whimper at his words. He’s so big and he’s filling me so much. I didn’t even realize how empty I was until he put his fingers in my pussy.

“Going to give you one more,” he pants. “I’m going to open my good girl to take my big cock.”

He adds it slowly but it’s still a stretch, still a slight sting. But the ache only sends me higher, only makes me want his cock more.

I rub my clit furiously, stars finally exploding behind my eyes. When I come, it’s with his whispered words of praise in my ear. He’s telling me how proud he is of me, of how brave and strong I am.

Tears prick behind my eyes as I realize he sees me. He sees the scared girl I was. He sees the woman who’s lost and trying to find her way. He sees all of me, and more than that, he likes what he sees.

“Inside me. Now,” I pant, unable to last a minute longer without feeling our bodies completely intertwined.

I shimmy free of the yoga pants, but I don’t bother with my shirt. I need him inside of me. There will be more time to be fully naked later.

He yanks at his pants, barely getting them down before he’s rolling over me and sliding his cock through my slick folds.

I expect him to thrust into my body, but he doesn’t. Instead, he pauses. He brushes a kiss to my forehead. “You know what’s happening.”

I know exactly what’s happening. This is more than sex. We’re connecting our souls, uniting in a way that neither of us will ever be able to undo. We’ll forever be tied together after this moment. There’s no getting around the truth that we’re meant to be.


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