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for a second. Quickly, she went back to work on his jeans,
unbuttoning and unzipping.
    He pulled back and toed off his boots.
Staring into her eyes, he realized that they were nearly the same
height. As he unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts, he caught a
moment of uncertainty in her eyes. He didn’t want to make this a
solemn event. This should be fun for both of them. “On the count of
three, we drop everything.”
    Her brows lifted, then she giggled.
“Okay.”
    He pulled a condom from his back pocket and
tossed it onto the bed. “One.” Jayden stuck his thumbs in the
waistbands of his jeans and underwear.
    “Two.” She did the same with her own
clothes.
    “Three.” He shucked his jeans and drawers and
tossed them aside.
    Stormie was bent over, her shorts and panties
at her knees, her face a few inches from his hard, throbbing
staff.
    “Oh gosh, it’s so…” She swallowed and made a
little “o” with her mouth.
    He didn’t want to intimidate her into fearing
his generous size. “Cutie, it’ll be a perfect fit. Don’t worry
about—”
    She reached out and wrapped her hand around
him.
    Bolts of heat rammed up his spine,
splintering in his brain as he felt pre-come seep from his
slit.
    Stormie knelt in front of him. “So
beautiful.” Her finger touched the tip, spreading his pre-ejaculate
on his plum-shaped head. She looked up at him with an amazed look,
but her face turned sly and she brought her finger, glistening with
his lubricant, to her mouth and sucked.
    His hips jerked forward and he nearly poked
her in the face with his cock. “Goddamn, Stormie, you wanna make me
pop off in mid air?” He diverted his mind to the menial chores he
needed to do before the rodeo that night, hoping it would tamp down
the orgasm that threatened to embarrass the hell out of him.
    “I could really do that?” Her eyes were wide
and innocent, but her smile was pure naughty.
    He grabbed her arms and helped her to her
feet. “You damn well know you could, wife.” The word, spoken so
innocently, had a torrid effect on his chest.
    ****
    “Wife.” Stormie mouthed the word as she
stared into Jayden’s intense gaze. He’d said it so casually, then
his muscles had tightened. Was he okay with it? She sure was. Her
skin tingled as her heart sped, sending heated pulses throughout
her body.
    “Wife.” He repeated it with a look of
amazement on his face. He leaned in and kissed her. He tasted like
beer and his own fiery flavor.
    She closed her eyes and let his tongue work
magic in her mouth, along her cheeks and around her tongue.
Dizziness spun her head until the cool satin of the bedspread
caressed her back. She opened her eyes as Jayden ended the kiss,
slid off her shorts and undies, and kissed a quick path up her
leg.
    This wasn’t the slow seduction of yesterday.
This was a man, her husband, needing her so badly, he couldn’t do
anything but make this happen for both of them. And she was ready.
Pressing her thighs together, her pussy shivered and contracted,
wanting him there, his mouth, his hand, but mostly that gloriously
huge cock of his. She’d seen plenty of photos of naked men online,
even a couple in movies, but the actual thing, hot and pulsing in
her hand, made her crave him, wildly. Fearlessly.
    He kissed her mound and shockwaves spread
from her clit to her core. “Open for me. Let me see how beautiful
you are.” His voice came out a gruff demand. His jaw tightened as
his gaze traveled over her thighs, her hips, her mound. When his
fingers urged her knees apart, she relaxed and let him spread her
wide.
    His breath left him in a rush and he leaned
in, licked and sucked her exactly where she needed him.
    She couldn’t look away. Before, she’d been
unsure, shy, and had asked him to keep his hat on. Now, she wanted
to experience every second, visually and sensually. Reaching down,
she ran her fingers through his curls.
    His tongue slid along her pussy lips and
tasted her deep inside, then his finger