A Curvy Girl for the Cowboy (Forbidden Fantasies #84) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
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There’s some truth to that sobering fact. If Darcy knew who I am – even if she doesn’t know about every horror her father had experienced at the hands of my family – she’d hate me. We’re trying to take away the one thing she has left.

I sigh. But the farm’s not doing well.

It’s not Darcy’s fault, not exactly. She’s doing everything she can with absolutely no help and often that’s too much for even the most experienced farmer to handle.

And it’s obvious she’s struggling financially. Over the past few days, I’ve been observing all the little ways she scrimps, saves, and reuses. While she eats well (a thought that makes me lick my lips over her ample figure), Darcy’s clothes are worn out, she doesn’t have a TV, and the stack of bills she’s moved to the kitchen drawer are piled high with months of debt. Many with red lettering on the front.

Money might not be everything, but it’s helpful when running a farm. Tools need repairing, and she’ll need to hire help for the harvest. The land is suffering from her blameless situation.

That’s what I told her, that land is supposed to be tended to.

Heck, she needs to be tended to.

The dirty thought pops into my head and I groan again. The girl’s a child, Ranger, with no idea who you really are. Keep it in your pants.

I turn over in bed to go to sleep, intending to forget about Darcy and plots and farming, yet I succeed in only two of those goals.

Darcy.

Every time I close my eyes, the shape of her big bosom comes into my head. Whenever I open my eyes, I hear her gentle panting when she saw the tip of my cock but didn’t recoil. When I turn over, I imagine my leg pressed against her full, creamy breasts, picturing what it’d be like to have a pink nipple in my mouth.

It’s difficult to say how long I thrashed around in bed, agonizing over this unintentionally seductive woman. Fuck it.

I climb out of my bed, fully aroused by my dirty thoughts of Darcy. Quietly, I leave my room and cross the hall to hers. I open the door to her bedroom carefully, and listen to the sounds of her gentle breathing. She appears to be asleep and having some sort of dream.

Careful so as not to make a floorboard creak, I cross the room to her bed. Shit, this is so wrong and yet I can’t help myself. The full moon is shining through the window, illuminating Darcy in its gentle light. Her pale skin is glowing and her curly brown tresses are scattered across the pillow. Her eyelids are closed and her parted lips exhale gently, conveying a sweet and peaceful innocence.

She’s beautiful. I feel my breath hitch, caught up in the beauty of Darcy Fields.

I start to turn away, ready to leave the sleeping beauty at peace, but then Darcy turns and the sheet slips a little, revealing the top mounds of her full, naked breasts. Intrigued, I decide to treat myself to quick peek at those delicious, creamy orbs.

I only mean to take a glimpse, but then the sheet slides lower, and lower still, until I’ve pulled all of the fabric from the bed.

Holy shit, she’s naked!

My cock goes rock-hard seeing her full, bare body. Those perfect tits, giant and creamy white. Her nipples are taut, their rosy tips practically demanding to be sucked on until they turn even harder. My gaze drifts lower to her abdomen and finally to her womanhood. I look a little closer and see that she’s wet, and her breathing has picked up. My cock practically demands for me to slip inside her, to feel her tight silken womanhood around me.

I have to taste her.

The thought comes unbidden, but I comply, wanting to know this woman intimately and fully.

Slowly, quietly, I sink to the floor by the bed and grasp Darcy’s hips. I angle her body so that her wet pussy is next to my mouth. I stroke her thighs and kiss around her velvet womanhood, teasing and taunting her to part her legs for me. As if dreaming about my actions, Darcy moans.

“Ranger,” she whispers and tosses a little, clearly in the throes of a naughty midnight fantasy about me. Fuck yeah, this is perfect. I decide to add to her imagined pleasure and part her thighs further.

Tenderly, I slip my tongue inside her silky pussy, tasting her for the first time. Invigorated, I dip in further, flicking my tongue in and out of Darcy’s womanhood, gentle at first, but then with greater intensity as she starts to whimper. With each moan of pleasure, I deepen my resolve to have her, to taste her until she can’t take it anymore. If she wakes … or rather when she wakes, the sweet girl is going to get the surprise of her life.


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