Cowboy Rescue [Men for Hire 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Jane Jamison Page A

urging him to eat her alive.
    Her whimpers turned into pleas. “Oh, yeah. Please. Oh, God, that feels so good.”
    The lapping sounds as he drank her juices made her sizzle with need. He reached up and took her other tit and rubbed his thumb over it. She laid her head back, putting her weight on her hands, and cried out as her body stiffened with the rush of release. Her body trembled as the climax overtook her, ridding her of her juices as well as her strength.
    He slid up her body and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his tongue. Fondling her breast, he rubbed her juices over her flesh then bent to snake his tongue and drink it up.
    “Mike.”
    He glanced up and held her with his intense look. “I’m not done.”
    With that, he pulled her toward him, her butt halfway over the edge. Taking hold of her butt cheeks, he slammed his cock into her pussy. His cock drove to the end of her, filling her completely.
    Holding her shoulder, he pushed her so that she leaned on her elbows. With a face set with determination mixed with unrestrained lust, he shoved into her again, each thrust harder than the last. She watched him, saw the burning need in his eyes, and knew he saw the same in hers.
    She reached behind her, searching for what she knew lay next to the sink. Her fingers closed over the spatula, and she brought it to her. Her arm arced in a circle to land the flat plastic part of the spatula on his side.
    Mike jerked up, saw the spatula, and laughed. “So you like to spank, huh?”
    Maria flicked it against his arm for her answer.
    “Do you like to get spanked?”
    She told him the truth. “I don’t know. But I’d like to find out.”
    He pulled her over onto her side, eliciting a small yelp of surprise from her. Taking the spatula out of her hand, he whacked it against her butt. The sting was sharp and more painful than she’d expected. But what was more unexpected was the wonderful, sinful sensation it gave her. She let out a small moan and reached for him, but he held her down.
    “Tell me, Maria. Have you been a bad, bad girl?” He spanked her again, hitting a little harder.
    She cried out, keeping her body upright by leaning on one elbow as she grabbed hold of his arm for leverage. “Not as bad as I’d like to be.”
    He laughed and added another spanking to her butt cheek. “Then, darlin’, be as bad as you want.”
    “I don’t know how.”
    He paused, his hand in midair. “Now that is a damn shame. But it doesn’t mean you can’t learn. You’ll be the student and I’ll be your teacher. Let’s start the lessons with an easy one. Come on, darlin’, talk dirty to me.”
    She opened her mouth. “I’m not sure how to do that, either.”
    “Just tell me what you want to do to me.” He slid the hand still holding the spatula along her back to grab her hair. He yanked it hard.
    She whimpered, but it was a whimper of delight. “I want to fuck you. I want you to shove your big dick deep inside my pussy.”
    “Go on.” He leaned forward and slid his hand between her legs.
    His fingers found her clit and massaged her, working the massive muscles in his arm. “I want you to put your mouth down there again. I’ve never had anyone do that before.”
    He paused, his jaw dropping. “You’re kidding. I guess the men you’ve dated didn’t know how to treat a woman.” He rubbed her clit harder and tightened his hold on her hair. “Tell me you want me to eat your pussy.”
    “I want you to eat my pussy.”
    He flipped her back onto her butt again and pushed her legs wide. “Don’t come again until I tell you.”
    She gasped as he put his head between her legs and drew her clit in between his teeth. He pushed two fingers into her pussy as she leaned back on her hands and spread her legs even wider.
    If he’d said he could do magic with his tongue, she would’ve believed him. His tongue alone was an instrument of wonder as he licked her, then sucked her clit in again before thrusting his fingers