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every insecurity.
“Trust me, Miss Blackhawk. You won’t be disappointed.”
That’s what Stephen said .
Elaine kept her mouth clamped shut for fear she’d say something that stupid. She was twenty-three, damn it, and not sixteen. The hurts from seven years ago, even the constant rejection from her people, those didn’t matter here. All that mattered was the passion stemming from those tawny gold eyes and the strong hands gripping her sides.
“That’s a promise or a threat?”
“Oh a threat, country gal,” he said, his voice a low husk that made her inner wolf howl and her channel wet with anticipation and need. Trent took a sniff and grinned. “I think you’re ready.”
“Then, city boy, show me what you can do.”
• • • • •
Elaine had an amazing ass.
He’d never been an ass man per se, always more interested in long legs and fine, succulent breasts. While his lover had long, shapely legs that complimented her tall frame and breasts that seemed made for his hands, it was her ass that tantalized him the most. The perfect mounds in front of him were rounded like ripe melons. He reached out and traced the copper skin, enthralled by its silkiness. The skin there was smooth, unblemished and so warm beneath his touch. As he slid one hand over it, Elaine shuddered and then giggled.
“I don’t know about this…”
Trent traced his hands over her ass again and then leaned down, licking a line over each cheek, tasting the sweet saltiness of her.
“How do you know if you don’t try?”
She tried to look at him from where she was propped up on her elbows and knees on his mattress.
“I want to do this, but it seems silly.”
“Not to me,” he growled.
With one hand under her flat stomach to steady her, he slapped her ass with the flat of his palm, marveling at the slight red mark that showed up there.
Elaine arched her back and moaned in shock and pleasure.
“Jesus, a little warning.”
He grinned, showing his canines, still a wolf even in human skin.
“Do you not like it? We can sleep. Maybe watch bad infomercials?”
“Don’t you dare!”
“You’re mine, country gal,” he said.
He grabbed a condom from the night stand and quickly slid it on. Taking the lube from his night stand, he went back to his ministrations. His hands lovingly caressed her ass cheeks, and he gave them a strong squeeze, enjoying it as she shuddered at his touch.
“This might be a little cold at first,” he said.
He ran the lube over her opening and then around the puckered lips of her anus. Liberally, he added lube to his length, the touch maddening him. His cock jerked under his grip, and he bit his lip to keep himself focused. He wasn’t some fool adolescent, and his job was to help Elaine regain her strength, to give her all the pleasure he could. Taking his position behind her, he teased his tip on her entrance.
“Ready?”
She didn’t say anything but just nodded.
Sliding in was slow at first. Every inch of her ass was tight, wrapping around his cock with a pressure that drove him mad and made his balls pulse with need. As he eased into her, he reached down and found her clit, his fingers circling that sensitive bundle, sliding first counter clockwise and alternating fast the other way.
The air was thick with her scent.
Finally, his dick was deep inside her, enough for his balls to be flat against her ass, but he paused.
“All right?”
She hissed and nodded. “Goddess, please, don’t stop.”
Trent started then, rocking back and forth. It was a slow rhythm at first, delicious and evil in order to pay her back for some of her teasing on the field. While one hand grabbed her ass, clutching it tight, the other played with her clit. His thumb tapped out a fast tempo while a couple fingers teased at her slit. Elaine moaned again, and his control was all but gone. The juices of her pussy flowed liberally over his hand. He pressed his fingers deep inside
“Trust me, Miss Blackhawk. You won’t be disappointed.”
That’s what Stephen said .
Elaine kept her mouth clamped shut for fear she’d say something that stupid. She was twenty-three, damn it, and not sixteen. The hurts from seven years ago, even the constant rejection from her people, those didn’t matter here. All that mattered was the passion stemming from those tawny gold eyes and the strong hands gripping her sides.
“That’s a promise or a threat?”
“Oh a threat, country gal,” he said, his voice a low husk that made her inner wolf howl and her channel wet with anticipation and need. Trent took a sniff and grinned. “I think you’re ready.”
“Then, city boy, show me what you can do.”
• • • • •
Elaine had an amazing ass.
He’d never been an ass man per se, always more interested in long legs and fine, succulent breasts. While his lover had long, shapely legs that complimented her tall frame and breasts that seemed made for his hands, it was her ass that tantalized him the most. The perfect mounds in front of him were rounded like ripe melons. He reached out and traced the copper skin, enthralled by its silkiness. The skin there was smooth, unblemished and so warm beneath his touch. As he slid one hand over it, Elaine shuddered and then giggled.
“I don’t know about this…”
Trent traced his hands over her ass again and then leaned down, licking a line over each cheek, tasting the sweet saltiness of her.
“How do you know if you don’t try?”
She tried to look at him from where she was propped up on her elbows and knees on his mattress.
“I want to do this, but it seems silly.”
“Not to me,” he growled.
With one hand under her flat stomach to steady her, he slapped her ass with the flat of his palm, marveling at the slight red mark that showed up there.
Elaine arched her back and moaned in shock and pleasure.
“Jesus, a little warning.”
He grinned, showing his canines, still a wolf even in human skin.
“Do you not like it? We can sleep. Maybe watch bad infomercials?”
“Don’t you dare!”
“You’re mine, country gal,” he said.
He grabbed a condom from the night stand and quickly slid it on. Taking the lube from his night stand, he went back to his ministrations. His hands lovingly caressed her ass cheeks, and he gave them a strong squeeze, enjoying it as she shuddered at his touch.
“This might be a little cold at first,” he said.
He ran the lube over her opening and then around the puckered lips of her anus. Liberally, he added lube to his length, the touch maddening him. His cock jerked under his grip, and he bit his lip to keep himself focused. He wasn’t some fool adolescent, and his job was to help Elaine regain her strength, to give her all the pleasure he could. Taking his position behind her, he teased his tip on her entrance.
“Ready?”
She didn’t say anything but just nodded.
Sliding in was slow at first. Every inch of her ass was tight, wrapping around his cock with a pressure that drove him mad and made his balls pulse with need. As he eased into her, he reached down and found her clit, his fingers circling that sensitive bundle, sliding first counter clockwise and alternating fast the other way.
The air was thick with her scent.
Finally, his dick was deep inside her, enough for his balls to be flat against her ass, but he paused.
“All right?”
She hissed and nodded. “Goddess, please, don’t stop.”
Trent started then, rocking back and forth. It was a slow rhythm at first, delicious and evil in order to pay her back for some of her teasing on the field. While one hand grabbed her ass, clutching it tight, the other played with her clit. His thumb tapped out a fast tempo while a couple fingers teased at her slit. Elaine moaned again, and his control was all but gone. The juices of her pussy flowed liberally over his hand. He pressed his fingers deep inside
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