Day, Xondra - Menage on the Prairie (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

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paused for a moment, his hardness pressing into her. Was he waiting for her approval to continue? She moved her hips to meet him and felt him slide slowly into her.
    “I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered into her ear. “Tell me to stop and I will.”
    She appreciated the thought and sensitivity. Joe was one in a million. She nodded. And to accentuate her point, she took him deeper, savoring newfound sensations that she had never experienced before.
    Lovemaking with Darcy had always been quick and very self-serving, his needs always coming first. But now, with Joe, for the first time she felt things she had never experienced and it was glorious, liberating, and all points in between.
    A heat rose between them as they moved together, forming one fluid motion locked together.
    With his head nestled against her neck, Kate ran her fingers through Joe’s hair, coaxing him along with words that she would never have imagined she’d say. It was hard to break from sensibilities that had been engrained into her very core over the past years of her life.
    His breath, hot and rapid, blew onto her cheek. Locking eyes, each became lost in the other’s.
    He tensed over her, every muscle of his well-toned body flexing the more he worked himself into her.
    And then Kate felt it, for the first time ever, it rose from deep down in her groin, a combination of intense pressure and hot, delicious pleasure.
    She groaned and tossed her head back as Joe quickened his pace, thrusting into her with an unrelenting vigor, his hips rising and then slamming back down to make her feel every inch of his manliness.
    When she exploded, she clung to him, panting, gasping to catch her breath, feeling wave after wave of orgasmic bliss wash over her.

    * * * *

    When Kate clenched around him, her arms pulled him tight. He couldn’t hold off any longer, and he released himself into her, filling her with his seed.
    He carefully slipped to the side and together they lay in the darkness, each regaining their senses and composure.
    “It’s never been , ” she muttered, “so good.”
    He laughed. “I’d be disappointed and slightly shamed if you said anything else.”
    She nudged him playfully in the arm.
    It wasn’t long before Joe could tell that she had fallen asleep beside him. He pulled the covers up around her and lay back, staring into the darkness. Sleep wouldn’t come so easily for him, he had things on his mind. In the next room, without a doubt, Ryan was still awake. A tinge of guilt wafted through him, causing him to grimace. Had he done right? Was this the way to salvation, as the preacher would have said? So much ran through his mind but the guilt was something awful to try and swallow.

Chapter Seven

    At the crack of dawn, Ryan was awake and out of bed. He dressed quickly, made himself coffee, and was out of the house before anyone stirred.
    Last night, he had heard more than enough to last him a lifetime, and the prospect of sitting at the table with the ever-loving couple this morning wasn’t something he wanted to face.
    Hearing Kate moan through the walls and them whispering caused him to be heartsick. For most of the night he laid there in the darkness with a lump in the back of his throat, his heart breaking.
    Pretending everything was fine and dandy was a lot harder than he thought it would be, and right now, he doubted if he could maintain the charade much longer. Love was the strongest emotion known to mankind, or so that was his thought. And he loved Joe without a doubt. Joe had been his, they had belonged to each other for so long and now …
    His mind ran amuck with many cuss words as he crossed the path leading into the barn. What he needed was to get away. The ground was soft under his boots as he tread closer to the barn door, the rain had made a mess of everything. The crops were pretty self-sufficient at this stage, so, darn it, he was taking the morning off and doing what he wanted to do for once.
    Riding bareback

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