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followed.
    The sensation of his rough touch inside her
sent flutters along her channel.
    “You’re small, and so tight.” He pulled out
his finger and slid in again, but it was thicker, felt like two
fingers. Looking into her eyes, he licked her, from her opening up
to her clit. He wriggled his tongue in a pattern that sent ziplines
of pleasure along her spine.
    His phone went off. He shook his head.
“Text.” He sucked at her clit as his fingers slid gently in and out
of her opening. “You’re wet, Stormie. Tell me what you feel.”
    Tiny shocks blipped in her brain, each
vertebra buzzed with electricity, her belly clutched and released,
and her pussy and clit swelled and vibrated with desire. But all
she could say was, “Want you inside me.” Her voice sounded low and
foreign to her ears.
    “Aw cutie.” He moved his head back and forth
slowly, as if absorbing her demand. He growled and kissed a rushed
path up her belly, suckled each breast with wild abandon, then
reached toward the edge of the bed.
    When he brought back the condom packet, it
all became real to Stormie. She swallowed as she watched him rip
open the foil and remove the condom. He placed it on the tip of his
cock and rolled it down.
    She’d seen it in school videos about safe
sex, but watching her sexy cowboy—husband—perform the task, her
hips bucked upward and she felt her juices running from her
core.
    His gaze met hers, his dark blue eyes looked
almost black with his pupils dilated. “You say the word, and I’ll
stop.” He narrowed his eyes. “You’re running this rodeo.”
    She could tell it cost him plenty to say it,
and she appreciated his sincerity, but she had to smile at his
phrase. “Is that what you call it? Are we having a rodeo?”
    His solemn look broke when a crooked grin
curved his lips. “Said the first thing that came to mind, and it
wasn’t very damn romantic.”
    She pressed her palms to his cheeks and
looked deeply into his eyes. “Everything you say is romantic.”
Taking a breath, she went all in and lifted her bent legs to
bracket his hips. “Make me your woman, Jayden.” Her words sent her
heartbeat rocketing. Tears of happiness collected behind her eyes,
but she wouldn’t lose contact with Jayden’s gaze.
    He slid one arm around her back. The knuckles
of his other hand brushed along her pussy lips, and were soon
replaced by a hot, blunt hardness. His cockhead. He paused.
    She shifted her hips upward. Encouraging him.
Her hands made slow circles on his shoulders.
    He shifted himself closer to her, his hard
chest rubbing against her nipples.
    Pings of sharp desire shimmied down into her
core and her breathing grew shallow.
    The pressure on her opening increased as
Jayden pushed his staff in an inch. His eyes rolled for a second
and his hand moved from between her legs to her hip.
    Taking a breath, Stormie let it out and
relaxed her muscles.
    His lips pressed together in a thin line and
he pivoted his hips, sliding his cock in another inch.
    The glorious stretching in her channel heated
her belly, the fire radiating through her bloodstream. “More.”
    His body shivered once and he pressed in
deeper. “This is amazing.” He kissed her, quick and hard. “You’re
amazing.”
    She slid her hands down his back until they
rested at his hips. “Don’t make me wait a second longer.”
    He groaned, dropped his head beside hers, and
pushed into her until his hips bumped her inner thighs. He didn’t
move.
    A twinge of pain surprised her, but the
fullness of him completely inside her started quivers along her
core, sent bursts of lightning up her spine to spark in her head.
“I want to…move.” She shifted her pelvis.
    His hand tightened on her hip. “Easy.” His
body quivered and his cock jerked inside her.
    “Are you talking to me, or to yourself?”
    He kissed her neck. “Both of us.” Trailing
kisses along her jaw, he nipped at her lower lip. “You feel like an
acre of heaven.”
    Lifting her head,