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head, almost wanting to cry remembering the humiliation of that day.
    “You’re joking right?”
    “Wish I was, but no, he decided he wasn’t marriage
material and didn’t have the balls to say anything before the big day.”
    “Geez, son of a bitch.”
    He squeezed her hand. “Hence my
reluctance to get involved.”
    She couldn’t stop herself now. A tear ran down her
cheek.
    Shane took her plate and put it on top of his. He
leaned over and hugged her.
    “If it makes you feel any better, I was dating a
girl from L.A. She thought she’d like to settle her, and then, wham, decided I
was a hick and this was one little hick town. Hurt me pretty bad”
    “I’m so sorry. Is that why you were so arrogant when
I first strolled into your office?”
    “Me arrogant?”
    “Yes, you were.”
    He grinned. “Okay, I might have been a tad,
domineering.”
    She kissed him. “For a domineering old man, you have
the softest, cutest lips,” she said, running her finger over the lower one.
    “Are we going to make love again?” asked Shane
running his fingers drown the front of her sweater.
    “You want to?”
    “I do, and you can start by taking off all your
clothes.”
    ****
    There was something about the warmth of a roaring
fire on your bare ass that not only felt good, but was a turn on too. Of
course, straddling a sexy cowboy might have something to do with it too.
    Lacey opened her mouth, allowing Shane’s tongue to
slip over her lips and flick against hers. His left hand wrapped around her
hip, settling on her butt while the other slid between their bodies quickly
landing on her mound. He applied more pressure to her butt cheek while the
finger on his other hand found her clit. She gave a little moan.
    “Someone likes that,” he whispered.
    She wiggled her hips as his other hand slid into her
crack. His long middle finger teasing her pussy as the other one went to work on
her clit.
    “Bet you’re never experienced the double cowboy
treat.”
    She burst out laughing.
    “What you don’t think it’s real?” asked Shane.
    “What I think is that you made it up.”
    “Who me?”
    “Yes you.”
    She kissed him, feeling his finger go higher into
her channel, finding the G-spot yet again. He pumped her, the other finger
applying pressure to her clit.
    She wasn’t sure which was causing more pleasure. She
didn’t care. The bottom line was it was erotic, felt good, and oh my god, had
she just gone cross-eyed?
    “Shit, Shane, this can’t be for real because…”
    She pushed her head down on his shoulder, positive
the amount of drool coming from her mouth was matching the amount of juice
sliding from her pussy.
    Lacey ran her teeth along his collarbone, taking
deep breaths, wanting it to last but so wanting to go over the edge to
paradise.
    “You want it harder and faster baby?”
    She licked his skin, tasting the sandalwood cologne,
bucking against his fingers, thrusting her hips and then it hit her.
    Double orgasm . Was
that possible?
    She slid down his body. Shane catching her was the
only thing that prevented her from going to the floor with a thud.
    “Fuck me and soon,” she said.
    “Hey, hey, I give the orders around here.”
    He ran his hand down her face and kissed her, and
then handed her a condom.
    “Sheath me,” he said. “I don’t like a woman straddling
me when we do it, so you better make it up to me after.”
    Lacey slid the rubber on him, raised her hips and
then impaled herself down on his cock.
    He tickled the very edge of the opening of her anus
as she began bouncing gently on his lap, feeling his cock spear the back of her
pussy walls. She raised herself up, her breasts brushing over his lips. He took
a nipple between them and sucked as she rocked her hips in a steady rhythm.
    Shane pressed against her anus, making his cock feel
bigger and tighter inside her. He sucked her tit making it ache and throb, but
in a good way. She flicked her hips forward and held onto his shoulders, her
chin