Rescue Me (Courage County Warriors #1) Read Online Mia Brody

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Novella, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Courage County Warriors Series by Mia Brody
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Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28678 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
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Her dusty pink nipples are taunting me, and I latch eagerly onto one while rubbing the other one with my calloused thumb.

Her head falls back against the wall, and she murmurs something incoherent that I can barely hear. That’s because I’m too busy trying to give her body pleasure to focus on anything else.

It’s not lost on me that I have my mouth on my best friend’s daughter’s tits. Maybe there should be shame or guilt but there’s only a sense of rightness in this moment. Like she was meant to come to me because I’m meant to protect her.

When my teeth graze her nipple, she threads her fingers through my hair and tugs on the long strands. “Colt…”

I fuckin’ love the plea in her voice. I love the way she’s trying to squirm against me but can’t. I love that she knows I control her pleasure. I decide how and when she comes.

I pull away from her nipple. It’s glistening in the light, her breast puffy and marked from my teeth. I plan to give the other one the same treatment. “You need me, sweet girl?”

Her whimper lets me know she can’t endure much more so I position my knee between her thighs. Her thighs that are already so slick with her arousal, I can smell it through the thin cotton of the material. I can’t wait to feast on that precious pussy, can’t wait to ram my thick cock into her so deep that she feels me for days afterward.

As soon as I make that small movement, she’s grinding onto me. Fuck, there’s something so damn erotic about the sight of my woman taking her pleasure. The hum in the back of her throat and the way her eyes drift closed have me pausing to watch the show.

She may be inexperienced, but she knows enough to listen to her instincts. Right now, they’re telling her to get some friction against her clit. I’d bet anything that if I peeled down her pants, I’d find her nub swollen and sensitive for me.

She calls my name then. It’s a guttural cry that comes from deep within her, the part of her that understands her orgasms only come from me now. Not even her own hand gets to wrench these from her without my permission.

“That’s right, angel,” I groan, my breath hot against her ear. “You only come for me now.”

I kiss the soft skin of her neck, feeling the way she trembles as her release sweeps through her. I haven’t been this close to coming in my pants since I was a teenager, but I could easily blow my load right here, pressed up against her curvy body.

She floats back down slowly and when she finally opens her eyes, her gaze is glassy and unfocused.

“Wow,” she whispers.

I can’t hold back anymore. I adjust my hold on her and stomp toward the bedroom. It’s time to finally claim my sweet girl.

Sierra

I slump into Colt’s arms like a rag doll as he carries me. I’m naked from the waist up, the breeze from the A/C cool against my breasts. But somehow, I don’t feel ashamed. I only feel hungry, eager for more from this grumpy cowboy.

He strides to his bedroom, pushing open the door and flicking lights as he goes. He sets me down on the bed and I look around. He’s missing something, and I frown. “You have no blankets or sheets.”

He ignores my words as he peels off his cowboy boots.

“You gave them to me, didn’t you?” I wrap my arms around myself to ward off the chill in the room.

He tugs off the button down he was wearing and drapes it on my shoulders. It’s warm from his body heat, and the small act of care has me melting. I shouldn’t be surprised. He might pretend to be cold and aloof but Colt cares about me. Something about the knowledge has my chest squeezing tight. I’ve never felt as if anyone cared. I’ve always been the annoyance, best seen and not heard.

But it’s different with Colt. He might be gruff and uncertain of how to show his feelings, but he has them for me.

I reach to button the shirt, but he stops me. His rough fingers are against my soft ones, reminding me that he’s a man who’s used to hard work. He doesn’t run from difficult things, and he always gets the job done. “I want to see your tits bouncing while I fuck you.”

Squirming, I can’t hold back the grin. I love his dirty mouth. Rubbing against him in his office was one of the hottest things I’ve ever done with a man. OK, the only thing I’ve ever done with a man.

His gaze lights up and he lets go of my hands to twirl a strand of my honey blonde hair around his thick finger. “Does it make your pretty pussy ache when I tell you that I’m going to fuck you?”


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