to wait. She eyed his arousal again, then cupped his testicles and took him in his mouth.
He released a groan, and bent slightly to pull her hair away from her face. She looked up at him, as she licked and sucked, loving the concentration, the intensity crossing his face, and the deep desire in his eyes. When she lightly grazed her nails along his sac, his knees buckled. Tightening his hold on her hair, he drew her lips away from his erection, now wet and glistening from the moisture of her mouth. Pulling against the hold he had on her hair, she ran her tongue up the length of him and gave the tip a final kiss before rising to her feet.
As soon as she was standing, he captured her lips. Their noses knocked and smashed together when he pressed her against the Ranger. Metal, warmed from the sun, heated her rear, but didn’t compare to Colt’s hot mouth and hands. Tearing his lips away, he cupped her breast and took a nipple in his mouth. She arched her back, and held onto his shoulders as he circled the areola with his tongue, nipped, then licked the tip. Sifting her hands through his thick hair, she held him there.
She hadn’t lied about him being her only one-night-stand, or that she hadn’t been with anyone since—something she hadn’t meant to let slip. Although she’d like to think her unusual brazenness today was simply caused by her lack of sex for the past six months, she worried lack of sex had nothing to do with the way she’d reacted to Colt. That maybe she hadn’t learned to differentiate the fine line between sex and—he dragged his lips away from her breasts. Pressed open mouthed kisses along her belly until he reached her inner thighs.
When he spread her lips and dipped his tongue between her thighs, she lost any thought of differentiating anything. The only thing that mattered was that she was with him again. This strong, sexy, incredibly fun man who’d made her realize not all men were jerks. Too bad she only had four weeks with him. She wasn’t opposed to commitment, she wanted a loving husband, children, but under the current circumstances, she’d have to settle for hot sex.
Oh, and he was hot. She stared down at him, never taking her eyes off his mouth as he kissed her sex like he’d kissed her lips. If only her clothes weren’t working as restraints around her ankles. She wanted to spread her legs wider, give him better access. Frustrated, she fought the clothes, while spearing her hands through his hair.
He abruptly drew away and stood. For a second, she thought he’d misunderstood her hindered movements, then he spun her around, and placed her hands on the hood of the Ranger. Dragging his palms over her arms, he ran them down her back until he cupped her ass. She glanced over her shoulder, expecting him to be standing behind her, only he’d dropped to the grass again, and spread her cheeks.
She tensed when she realized what he was up to. While they’d done quite a bit of sexual experimentation in Denver, he’d never done this, and she wasn’t sure if she could. Feeling open and exposed, she turned to protest, but he beat her to the punch. Drove his tongue deep, penetrating her, licking, nibbling, his nose brushing one ass cheek, then the other.
When he zeroed in on her clit, she searched for something, anything to keep her body steady. The Ranger offered her nothing. Her damp hands slid along the surface, leaving a trail of sweat behind until she made contact with the edge. Overcome with the building sensations, she gripped the smooth edge and pressed against his mouth. Searching, seeking, what she knew only Colt could give her.
His hands bit into her hips, as he circled her clit with his tongue. Belly quivering, legs shaking, she released a harsh moan and rode his mouth, losing herself in an incredible orgasm. While she gasped for breath, he kissed each one of her ass cheeks. Awakening from another well needed climax, she tossed her hair over her shoulder and eyed him.
Her
He released a groan, and bent slightly to pull her hair away from her face. She looked up at him, as she licked and sucked, loving the concentration, the intensity crossing his face, and the deep desire in his eyes. When she lightly grazed her nails along his sac, his knees buckled. Tightening his hold on her hair, he drew her lips away from his erection, now wet and glistening from the moisture of her mouth. Pulling against the hold he had on her hair, she ran her tongue up the length of him and gave the tip a final kiss before rising to her feet.
As soon as she was standing, he captured her lips. Their noses knocked and smashed together when he pressed her against the Ranger. Metal, warmed from the sun, heated her rear, but didn’t compare to Colt’s hot mouth and hands. Tearing his lips away, he cupped her breast and took a nipple in his mouth. She arched her back, and held onto his shoulders as he circled the areola with his tongue, nipped, then licked the tip. Sifting her hands through his thick hair, she held him there.
She hadn’t lied about him being her only one-night-stand, or that she hadn’t been with anyone since—something she hadn’t meant to let slip. Although she’d like to think her unusual brazenness today was simply caused by her lack of sex for the past six months, she worried lack of sex had nothing to do with the way she’d reacted to Colt. That maybe she hadn’t learned to differentiate the fine line between sex and—he dragged his lips away from her breasts. Pressed open mouthed kisses along her belly until he reached her inner thighs.
When he spread her lips and dipped his tongue between her thighs, she lost any thought of differentiating anything. The only thing that mattered was that she was with him again. This strong, sexy, incredibly fun man who’d made her realize not all men were jerks. Too bad she only had four weeks with him. She wasn’t opposed to commitment, she wanted a loving husband, children, but under the current circumstances, she’d have to settle for hot sex.
Oh, and he was hot. She stared down at him, never taking her eyes off his mouth as he kissed her sex like he’d kissed her lips. If only her clothes weren’t working as restraints around her ankles. She wanted to spread her legs wider, give him better access. Frustrated, she fought the clothes, while spearing her hands through his hair.
He abruptly drew away and stood. For a second, she thought he’d misunderstood her hindered movements, then he spun her around, and placed her hands on the hood of the Ranger. Dragging his palms over her arms, he ran them down her back until he cupped her ass. She glanced over her shoulder, expecting him to be standing behind her, only he’d dropped to the grass again, and spread her cheeks.
She tensed when she realized what he was up to. While they’d done quite a bit of sexual experimentation in Denver, he’d never done this, and she wasn’t sure if she could. Feeling open and exposed, she turned to protest, but he beat her to the punch. Drove his tongue deep, penetrating her, licking, nibbling, his nose brushing one ass cheek, then the other.
When he zeroed in on her clit, she searched for something, anything to keep her body steady. The Ranger offered her nothing. Her damp hands slid along the surface, leaving a trail of sweat behind until she made contact with the edge. Overcome with the building sensations, she gripped the smooth edge and pressed against his mouth. Searching, seeking, what she knew only Colt could give her.
His hands bit into her hips, as he circled her clit with his tongue. Belly quivering, legs shaking, she released a harsh moan and rode his mouth, losing herself in an incredible orgasm. While she gasped for breath, he kissed each one of her ass cheeks. Awakening from another well needed climax, she tossed her hair over her shoulder and eyed him.
Her
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