ass. Too tempting to resist.
Rex landed a hard smack. She sucked in a breath and bit her lower lip. He landed another. Her low groan speared his balls.
She eased from the opening, wrapped her hands over the middle pipe, and lifted her backside for more. “Is that the best you can do, cowboy? Goodness, you are out of practice.”
Rex chuckled. “Am I?”
He rubbed his hand between her thighs. Her knees buckled, and he swore he heard a tiny whimper. He palmed his crotch with his free hand and tried to find a comfortable position. The only one he could think of was buried deep inside her. Ass-hugging jeans and wide-open spaces made that tricky.
Rex slid his arm around her waist and pulled her flush against him. She curled her hand around his neck, lips seeking his. He ignored them. His target was lower. A flick of his thumb released her jeans. He shoved his hand inside. Silky panties offered no barrier to his goal. The jeans were a different matter. Finally, he shoved his middle finger between her slick folds. Her hard little clit greeted him.
Tessa writhed into the touch. He focused on her, on making her come, not on how damn fine her ass felt, grinding against his cock. Or how much he wanted to haul her back to the house and strip her naked. Sink into her heat. Fuck her to exhaustion, then spread her wide and do it all over again.
He shoved his hand under her T-shirt, yanked her bra down, and squeezed her breast. Another soft cry tightened his balls all the more.
Rex knew his crotch had a damp spot. It was the least of his concerns at the moment. Not coming all over himself was his biggest. He pinched her nipple, hoping to buy himself some time. Tessa enjoyed it too much. So did he.
Rex glanced around. No one for miles, as far as he could see, and the barn hid them from anyone peeking out the inn’s windows. “Ah, hell.”
He bent her forward. Tessa grappled for a handhold on the middle rail. Rex peeled her tight jeans to her ankles with one hand while he fumbled to release his cock with the other. His eyes glazed over at the sight of bare flesh. His balls clenched. Fire raced over the erection threatening to split him in two.
He fisted the raging beast as it sprang free, raked it down her crack as he squatted into position. Tessa stretched on tiptoe and pressed against him, onto him. Rex groaned at the feel of her flesh enclosing him. A shudder quaked through him. He fought the rise as he slipped his fingers around to her clit.
Her breath caught with every other gasp as he brought her to the top once more. He stayed lodged deep while her pussy muscles squeezed his cock, demanding to be fucked. She came with a force he hadn’t seen in too long. A force he had every intention of matching. He grabbed her hips and pounded into her.
Rex wanted to be sweet and gentle. He wanted it to last a long time. None of that was going to happen. This was what he’d craved in those long dark nights. Her bonded with him. He plunged hard and let go. Liquid fire poured from him. It felt like he hadn’t come in forever. And he hadn’t, not like this. Not with the woman he loved.
The aftermath left him weak and gasping for breath. Somehow he managed to find the wherewithal to ease from her body and help her right her clothes. But he took his time doing so amid kisses and caresses over her backside, along her thighs, then covering her lips when she turned into him. And it was her hands that tucked his finally flaccid penis back into its home. Her hands that stirred the horny bastard back to life.
“Had enough foreplay? Ready to take this inside?” he asked.
“Oh yes. As soon as I can convince my legs to move again.”
“I can take care of that.” Rex scooped her into his arms and carried her toward the house.
“My hero…as always,” she said with a laugh.
No, not always. Not when it counted the most. Not when his own stubborn pride had kept him from going after her. The guilt was almost too much to bear. Yet here he
Rex landed a hard smack. She sucked in a breath and bit her lower lip. He landed another. Her low groan speared his balls.
She eased from the opening, wrapped her hands over the middle pipe, and lifted her backside for more. “Is that the best you can do, cowboy? Goodness, you are out of practice.”
Rex chuckled. “Am I?”
He rubbed his hand between her thighs. Her knees buckled, and he swore he heard a tiny whimper. He palmed his crotch with his free hand and tried to find a comfortable position. The only one he could think of was buried deep inside her. Ass-hugging jeans and wide-open spaces made that tricky.
Rex slid his arm around her waist and pulled her flush against him. She curled her hand around his neck, lips seeking his. He ignored them. His target was lower. A flick of his thumb released her jeans. He shoved his hand inside. Silky panties offered no barrier to his goal. The jeans were a different matter. Finally, he shoved his middle finger between her slick folds. Her hard little clit greeted him.
Tessa writhed into the touch. He focused on her, on making her come, not on how damn fine her ass felt, grinding against his cock. Or how much he wanted to haul her back to the house and strip her naked. Sink into her heat. Fuck her to exhaustion, then spread her wide and do it all over again.
He shoved his hand under her T-shirt, yanked her bra down, and squeezed her breast. Another soft cry tightened his balls all the more.
Rex knew his crotch had a damp spot. It was the least of his concerns at the moment. Not coming all over himself was his biggest. He pinched her nipple, hoping to buy himself some time. Tessa enjoyed it too much. So did he.
Rex glanced around. No one for miles, as far as he could see, and the barn hid them from anyone peeking out the inn’s windows. “Ah, hell.”
He bent her forward. Tessa grappled for a handhold on the middle rail. Rex peeled her tight jeans to her ankles with one hand while he fumbled to release his cock with the other. His eyes glazed over at the sight of bare flesh. His balls clenched. Fire raced over the erection threatening to split him in two.
He fisted the raging beast as it sprang free, raked it down her crack as he squatted into position. Tessa stretched on tiptoe and pressed against him, onto him. Rex groaned at the feel of her flesh enclosing him. A shudder quaked through him. He fought the rise as he slipped his fingers around to her clit.
Her breath caught with every other gasp as he brought her to the top once more. He stayed lodged deep while her pussy muscles squeezed his cock, demanding to be fucked. She came with a force he hadn’t seen in too long. A force he had every intention of matching. He grabbed her hips and pounded into her.
Rex wanted to be sweet and gentle. He wanted it to last a long time. None of that was going to happen. This was what he’d craved in those long dark nights. Her bonded with him. He plunged hard and let go. Liquid fire poured from him. It felt like he hadn’t come in forever. And he hadn’t, not like this. Not with the woman he loved.
The aftermath left him weak and gasping for breath. Somehow he managed to find the wherewithal to ease from her body and help her right her clothes. But he took his time doing so amid kisses and caresses over her backside, along her thighs, then covering her lips when she turned into him. And it was her hands that tucked his finally flaccid penis back into its home. Her hands that stirred the horny bastard back to life.
“Had enough foreplay? Ready to take this inside?” he asked.
“Oh yes. As soon as I can convince my legs to move again.”
“I can take care of that.” Rex scooped her into his arms and carried her toward the house.
“My hero…as always,” she said with a laugh.
No, not always. Not when it counted the most. Not when his own stubborn pride had kept him from going after her. The guilt was almost too much to bear. Yet here he
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