Dear Santa, Send Me a Cowboy

Chapter 14

Chapter Fourteen

DIANA

“ Y es, please.” My voice was thick with passion, so unlike my own, that I found myself blushing bright red because of it. But before I could focus on what to do next, Lawson had pulled the entire length of his cock out before burrowing himself to the hilt on a long, drawn-out groan.

“Fuck…” He held the tops of my thighs in a death grip as his whole body shuddered from the sensations of his single thrust. “Didn’t know you had manners, darlin’.”

His mouth curled in a tease that had my heart galloping.

“I can be real sweet and polite when I want to be, cowboy.” I wiggled myself around the base of his cock, drawing out my pleasure with each swipe of my clit against his groin.

Underneath that beard, I watched as his already perfectly sculpted jaw went tight.

God, I loved riling him up.

“Yeah? And where was all that sweetness when I dropped off your tree? Because all I seemed to have gotten was your sass.” He hit me with another mind-numbing thrust that sent me into another dimension.

“With me, you have to earn my sweetness.” Leaning back, I planted a palm onto the counter behind me while my other found purchase on his thick, muscular shoulder blade. All bunched up and tight, I squeezed.

“And have I earned it?” he asked through gritted teeth as I suddenly found a perfect rhythm of pushing myself onto him and back.

Fuck.

“Definitely getting there…” I tipped my head back, my eyes shining in a misty haze of pleasure. “Oh fuck, right there, Lawson!”

He speared me with slow, precise penetrations that had me clamping around him for more. It was a tortuous fuck that had all my senses going haywire, but in a delicious way that I never wanted to end.

“Gonna earn it now by makin’ you see stars.”

Grunting, he shifted his hand underneath my thigh before lifting it into a new angle that had him deeper than before. His thrusts never changed in tempo, but with every unhurried strike, the tip of his cock prodded me in a spot that did exactly what he said he’d do—make me see stars.

And boy did I.

My chin now horizontal with the ceiling, tiny little flickers of sparks began to fill my weakening visioning. And all I could do was ride every wave and every perfect thrust until I could finally tip over the edge.

It was pure torture was what it was, but that didn’t stop me from flooding his cock with each and every plunge.

“Fuck yeah, I’m earnin’ it nice and good, aren’t I?” He rolled his hips into me as a gurgled moan slipped past my lips.

“Lawson…” I managed to moan.

“I can feel you getting close, baby,” he said, voice low, and in a flash, I could feel the rough pad of his finger press against me. Then with firm, measured circles on my clit, he heightened everything. “That’s what you needed, ain’t it?”

My whole body was vibrating like I was caught in an endless current of pleasure. Trying to focus on anything other than the overwhelming sensations seemed like an impossible task, but his words brought me back. “Christ! You’re flooding me, Diana.”

I can’t help it! I wanted to shout, but I was clamping around him.

So hard and blindingly that all I could do was buck my body onto his lazy thrusts, hoping he would take me out of my misery.

“God, fuck, oh shit!” I cursed, locking my frantic eyes with his. Then with a sudden confident movement, he snagged my other thigh and lifted it into the air before parting my legs even wider.

“That’s right, baby, let go.” He plundered into me, changing the entirety of his pace and tempo. Eyes filled with longing and mischief, he was fiercely determined in his efforts to make me come.

And just as sparks ignited behind my eyes, the ringing of my phone cruelly interrupted my approaching orgasm. The problem was, no one ever called me, especially this early in the morning. And that was when my motherly instincts kicked in and I knew it had to be about Silvan.

“Lawson, my phone…” I tried pushing myself off the counter, but Lawson's firm grip held me in place.

“One minute, baby, give me one minute,” he grunted through his powerful plunges, and I knew in that moment there was no stopping him. Not a man who radiated such strength and looked like he would tear someone limb from limb if they tried to stop him from filling me.

Everything that should be a red flag, but instead, his primal claim sent me flying over the edge with a piercing scream.

“Fuck, Diana!” With one final brutal thrust, he pressed himself deep and filled me with his cum.

I could feel him twitching inside me as the tail end of my orgasm continued to wring him dry. The whole world was still spinning, but gradually, I came back to it when the sound of my phone cut through our ragged breaths.

“Shit! I need to get that.” Reluctantly, he carefully removed himself from me and stepped back, allowing me to ease off the counter. As I jumped down, I felt the warmth of his cum trailing down my thigh, but before I could clean myself, I quickly reached for my phone and answered it.

“Hello?” I tried to settle my breathing, but I was still in the midst of returning to reality.

“Jesus, Diana, why’d it take you so damn long to answer your phone?” Jaxon shouted, causing my spine to straighten at his unusually frustrated tone.

Instantly, my stare had lifted toward Lawson who was tucking his cock back into his jeans with a satisfied smirk spread across his face.

Fuck, he was handsome.

“ That’s none of your business, Jaxon.” The second his name slipped past my lips, Lawson's enraged eyes had connected with mine.

Perfect.

“What’s going on? Is Silvan okay?”

In the background, I could hear the sounds of swift movements and constant rustling. Almost like he was pacing or busy looking for something.

“I can’t… I can’t fucking find him, Diana,” he shouted again, this time causing my heart to plummet in the depths of my chest.

“What? What do you mean you can’t find him?”

Lawson watched me fiercely, noticing immediately the second my demeanor fell.

“I mean he’s gone, Diana. He packed all his shit he brought with him and left sometime in the middle of the night.”

Oh my god.

Pulling the phone away from my ear, I frantically searched through my phone for any missed calls or texts and when I didn't find any, I placed the phone back onto my ear.

“What the hell did you do, Jaxon!” I let out a cry, knowing instantly that he had to have done something unforgivable to cause him to leave. “How… How could he just fucking disappear in the middle of the night without you knowing?”

Lawson charged toward me, swiftly snatching the phone from my hand and pressed it to his ear.

“You better explain to me why you got my woman all upset and start from the very fuckin’ beginning.” Lawson's voice had dropped to an intimidating octave as his chest rose and fell to the same beat as mine.

“Doesn’t matter who I am. Now man the fuck up, and focus on where you think Silvan could be.”

My knees felt seconds from giving out as every mother’s worst fear collided painfully in my chest. Violent shakes, a racing heart, I was swiftly pulled into Lawson's comforting embrace before I could collapse.

“Check the yard, check the neighborhood or anywhere else you think he could have gone, and call us back the second you hear or find anything.”

Everything that was said after that had turned into static. All I could hear was the wild thumping of my heart.

“Diana,” Lawson whispered. “Baby, look at me.” Gripping my chin, he forced my eyes onto his. “Silvan, does he have a phone?”

Nodding, he held up my phone between us.

“A mom like you, a fuckin’ good one, made sure that no matter where your son went, you’d be able to find him by tracking his phone, am I right?”

Through misty eyes, I peered into his as a flash of hope fluttered through me.

“Oh god, you’re right!” I snagged my phone from his hand and opened the tracking app. Sure enough, there he was. A small picture of his face popped up as I zoomed in on his location.

“He’s… he’s at a movie theater.” An unbelievable sense of relief washed over me as I peered up at Lawson with eyes shimmering with tears.

He’s okay.

Silvan is okay.

Smiling, he placed a tender kiss onto my forehead before pulling away and walking toward the hallway.

“Where are you going?” I questioned.

Stopping just at the entrance of the hallway, he peered over his shoulder. “Gettin’ my things so we can go get your son and bring him back home.”

His words sent my heart fluttering.

“You… you want to come with me?”

Although we agreed to take things slow, there was a small part of me hoping he’d demand his way into coming with me.

Immediately his features softened, his eyes shining with a promise of forever that sent my heart galloping.

“Nowhere else I’d rather be, darlin’.”