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out of the suite's other bathroom.
"Sweetheart." Relief flowed through him, followed
by an explosion of lust.
"I never got what I wanted last night." She ran
her hands from her hips to her breasts and tweaked her nipples. "Let me
suck you, cowboy."
His hands went numb as desire pulled all his blood to one
spot. His boots dropped to the floor. "Yeah, okay." Had dumber words
ever been spoken?
"Remember at the strip club?" She ran a finger
down the middle of her body to where the golden locket lay nestled in her short
hairs. "Remember I said I wanted to taste you? Take your cum?"
He'd been thinking of nothing else all night. He nodded.
"I need you." She crooked her finger at him.
"And I'm in charge tonight."
"It's morning." He bit back a smile.
"Whatever." She walked to the wall of windows and
pressed her back against it. "Bring that big, oversized, shiny belt buckle
over here and let me have some fun."
"Kira." Her ass pressed against the glass. They
were on the top floor, but people may still be able to see her. Was this her
kinky side coming out? He kinda liked it. "Are you sure you can handle
such a big buckle?" He walked toward her.
"Dallas." She knelt and reached for him, grabbing
his jeans pocket and pulling him to her. "I'm damn sure." In seconds
she had his jeans down around his ankles and stroked his hard cock through his
underwear.
"I'm not sure." He glanced out the window,
wondering if people were looking. If anyone had a telescope. If…
She freed his cock and took the head into her hot, wet
mouth.
Caution flew from his brain. Blasts of tiny spikes shot
along his cock, into his balls, gathering at the base of his spine. He stomped
down the urge to let go immediately. She was good.
Licking his slit, she sucked his head and worked her teeth
gently against that spot on the bottom of his head where any touch drove him
mad. Her heat nearly set him off.
Her fingers caressed his thighs as she sucked him in
further, along the roof of her mouth and down to her throat.
"Kira, sweetheart."
She took him fully down her throat, the tightness around his
head pulsing heat along his shaft.
Easing back, she kept the suction so tight he could imagine
her taking the cum right out of his balls.
He ran his hand along her hair, impossibly soft against his
rough palm. "Sweetheart. You're making me weak."
Looking up at him, she performed a dozen quick, deep
strokes.
Quivers shot up his spine, rattling his brain, turning
everything wobbly.
Using her fist, she found the spot behind his balls and
massaged.
"Shit, shit, shit." The combination of her deep
throat and her touch nearly made him shoot. "Stop."
She froze with his staff halfway in her mouth.
He pulled back, sliding out his cock. The pop of the suction
releasing rattled heat through him. "I need to be inside your pussy."
Reaching into the pocket of his jeans, he pulled out a condom packet then
kicked away his pants.
She reached her arms up toward him, a sweet, sexy smile on
her lips. "You want me?"
He slid his hands under her arms and lifted her.
"Goddamnit, I want you bad."
Running her hands along his arms, she kissed him. "I
can be bad."
"I know you can, sweetheart." A wild notion took
him by surprise, and he went with it. Pressing her bare back against the
window, he lifted her arms above her head. "But guess what? Sometimes a
cowboy's gotta go bad, too." He tore open the packet with his teeth and
rolled on the condom with one hand.
Her breath caught and she turned her head, looking out on
the city. "Dallas. Yes. Take me here."
Releasing her wrists, he cupped her ass with one big hand
and lifted her, resettling her against the glass. With his other hand, he
lifted one of her legs, spreading her wide. Careful not to push her against the
window, he slid his cock into her slick, tight pussy.
"Aw Kira." His spine quaked as flares shot upward,
into his head, threatening to end the sensual agony of holding back his climax.
She wrapped her arms around his
"Sweetheart." Relief flowed through him, followed
by an explosion of lust.
"I never got what I wanted last night." She ran
her hands from her hips to her breasts and tweaked her nipples. "Let me
suck you, cowboy."
His hands went numb as desire pulled all his blood to one
spot. His boots dropped to the floor. "Yeah, okay." Had dumber words
ever been spoken?
"Remember at the strip club?" She ran a finger
down the middle of her body to where the golden locket lay nestled in her short
hairs. "Remember I said I wanted to taste you? Take your cum?"
He'd been thinking of nothing else all night. He nodded.
"I need you." She crooked her finger at him.
"And I'm in charge tonight."
"It's morning." He bit back a smile.
"Whatever." She walked to the wall of windows and
pressed her back against it. "Bring that big, oversized, shiny belt buckle
over here and let me have some fun."
"Kira." Her ass pressed against the glass. They
were on the top floor, but people may still be able to see her. Was this her
kinky side coming out? He kinda liked it. "Are you sure you can handle
such a big buckle?" He walked toward her.
"Dallas." She knelt and reached for him, grabbing
his jeans pocket and pulling him to her. "I'm damn sure." In seconds
she had his jeans down around his ankles and stroked his hard cock through his
underwear.
"I'm not sure." He glanced out the window,
wondering if people were looking. If anyone had a telescope. If…
She freed his cock and took the head into her hot, wet
mouth.
Caution flew from his brain. Blasts of tiny spikes shot
along his cock, into his balls, gathering at the base of his spine. He stomped
down the urge to let go immediately. She was good.
Licking his slit, she sucked his head and worked her teeth
gently against that spot on the bottom of his head where any touch drove him
mad. Her heat nearly set him off.
Her fingers caressed his thighs as she sucked him in
further, along the roof of her mouth and down to her throat.
"Kira, sweetheart."
She took him fully down her throat, the tightness around his
head pulsing heat along his shaft.
Easing back, she kept the suction so tight he could imagine
her taking the cum right out of his balls.
He ran his hand along her hair, impossibly soft against his
rough palm. "Sweetheart. You're making me weak."
Looking up at him, she performed a dozen quick, deep
strokes.
Quivers shot up his spine, rattling his brain, turning
everything wobbly.
Using her fist, she found the spot behind his balls and
massaged.
"Shit, shit, shit." The combination of her deep
throat and her touch nearly made him shoot. "Stop."
She froze with his staff halfway in her mouth.
He pulled back, sliding out his cock. The pop of the suction
releasing rattled heat through him. "I need to be inside your pussy."
Reaching into the pocket of his jeans, he pulled out a condom packet then
kicked away his pants.
She reached her arms up toward him, a sweet, sexy smile on
her lips. "You want me?"
He slid his hands under her arms and lifted her.
"Goddamnit, I want you bad."
Running her hands along his arms, she kissed him. "I
can be bad."
"I know you can, sweetheart." A wild notion took
him by surprise, and he went with it. Pressing her bare back against the
window, he lifted her arms above her head. "But guess what? Sometimes a
cowboy's gotta go bad, too." He tore open the packet with his teeth and
rolled on the condom with one hand.
Her breath caught and she turned her head, looking out on
the city. "Dallas. Yes. Take me here."
Releasing her wrists, he cupped her ass with one big hand
and lifted her, resettling her against the glass. With his other hand, he
lifted one of her legs, spreading her wide. Careful not to push her against the
window, he slid his cock into her slick, tight pussy.
"Aw Kira." His spine quaked as flares shot upward,
into his head, threatening to end the sensual agony of holding back his climax.
She wrapped her arms around his
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