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stopping only to pop the bra strap in the back. He still hadn’t lost his touch. She flung the bra over her shoulder and he lowered his mouth to one tip. He licked her distended nipple and sucked it between his lips. She tasted like honey and salt. Sexy as hell. His cock, already hard and fully ready to fuck, pulsed when he tasted her.
Callie arched her back as he suckled. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. She suddenly pulled at opposite sides of his shirt collar, and the top button of his Oxford went flying in the air and skittered across the floor beneath the bed. He pulled his mouth off her breast. “Ready for me, are you?” He straightened and started hurriedly unbuttoning the rest. The final two were stubborn so he just pulled his apart and let the buttons fly.
It felt good to rip his shirt off. Callie, only in her panties, was already backing up toward the bed and playing with her own nipples.
Bo advanced on her. He reached down, grasping the edges of her panties, he ripped the seemingly gossamer fabric off with his bare hands and threw them over his shoulder. The breathy little noise she made in surprise only fueled his lust.
He pressed her back on to the bed and quickly divested himself of his jeans and boxers before following her down to the bed. Bo was on her naked, lovely form two seconds later. He rubbed his body across hers and she moaned. Her arms circled his neck as his cock dented her soft belly.
He moved his hips back and forth, fucking the flesh of her lower torso until he could get his lust under control. She was so fucking hot, he needed to slow down and savor her, instead of fucking her blindly to find his release in seconds like he was on his way to doing right now.
Bo slid his hand between her legs to assess her readiness. She was gushing for him. And that made him even hotter.
“Bo,” she whispered. “Take me.”
Bo rose and reached into the nightstand for a condom. “Turn over,” he whispered back and rolled the condom over his overly sensitive dick. He was so excited he practically came just putting it on. Callie wound him up like no other woman he’d ever known.
She slipped onto her stomach and spread her legs apart. The first thing his gaze found was that incredibly sexy tattoo of his name on her lower back. The letters were solid and bold in the color of a standard bluish format.
Callie didn’t have a girly scripted lettering either, but what looked like mini-barbed wire shaped in the two letters that formed his short name centered below two curly S-shapes resting on their sides. He’d never look on it without getting a rush of pleasure. Just like she intended. It was foolish to be so moved by a tattoo, but he was touched by her gesture. A long-ago surprise that he might never have seen if she hadn’t gotten stranded at her family ranch all this time.
Legs wide and dangling off the edge of the bed, Callie was a sexual delight waiting to fulfill him. Bo stepped forward and aimed his cock at her gushing center. He brushed his fingertips over the tattoo gently right before he gripped her hips in his hands. He quickly pulled her backward onto his wide, needy cock. He slid straight into her hot pussy with little resistance. She was slick with desire, easing his entry slightly.
She sighed, and he heard a little moan as he pushed all the way inside.
Bo, still standing at the edge of the bed, thrust his cock even further into her body. She was exquisitely tight and slick and so very easy to let loose and fuck wildly until he came screaming. He had to stop moving right now or he’d come. He reached around and started stroking her clit with furious intent. He wasn’t the kind of man who ever let his satisfaction come before his partner. Mostly because once he came the first time, he was worthless for several minutes. Knowing he needed extra recovery time, Bo always without fail would ensure Callie came first.
He rubbed her clit five times before she arched her back and came
Callie arched her back as he suckled. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. She suddenly pulled at opposite sides of his shirt collar, and the top button of his Oxford went flying in the air and skittered across the floor beneath the bed. He pulled his mouth off her breast. “Ready for me, are you?” He straightened and started hurriedly unbuttoning the rest. The final two were stubborn so he just pulled his apart and let the buttons fly.
It felt good to rip his shirt off. Callie, only in her panties, was already backing up toward the bed and playing with her own nipples.
Bo advanced on her. He reached down, grasping the edges of her panties, he ripped the seemingly gossamer fabric off with his bare hands and threw them over his shoulder. The breathy little noise she made in surprise only fueled his lust.
He pressed her back on to the bed and quickly divested himself of his jeans and boxers before following her down to the bed. Bo was on her naked, lovely form two seconds later. He rubbed his body across hers and she moaned. Her arms circled his neck as his cock dented her soft belly.
He moved his hips back and forth, fucking the flesh of her lower torso until he could get his lust under control. She was so fucking hot, he needed to slow down and savor her, instead of fucking her blindly to find his release in seconds like he was on his way to doing right now.
Bo slid his hand between her legs to assess her readiness. She was gushing for him. And that made him even hotter.
“Bo,” she whispered. “Take me.”
Bo rose and reached into the nightstand for a condom. “Turn over,” he whispered back and rolled the condom over his overly sensitive dick. He was so excited he practically came just putting it on. Callie wound him up like no other woman he’d ever known.
She slipped onto her stomach and spread her legs apart. The first thing his gaze found was that incredibly sexy tattoo of his name on her lower back. The letters were solid and bold in the color of a standard bluish format.
Callie didn’t have a girly scripted lettering either, but what looked like mini-barbed wire shaped in the two letters that formed his short name centered below two curly S-shapes resting on their sides. He’d never look on it without getting a rush of pleasure. Just like she intended. It was foolish to be so moved by a tattoo, but he was touched by her gesture. A long-ago surprise that he might never have seen if she hadn’t gotten stranded at her family ranch all this time.
Legs wide and dangling off the edge of the bed, Callie was a sexual delight waiting to fulfill him. Bo stepped forward and aimed his cock at her gushing center. He brushed his fingertips over the tattoo gently right before he gripped her hips in his hands. He quickly pulled her backward onto his wide, needy cock. He slid straight into her hot pussy with little resistance. She was slick with desire, easing his entry slightly.
She sighed, and he heard a little moan as he pushed all the way inside.
Bo, still standing at the edge of the bed, thrust his cock even further into her body. She was exquisitely tight and slick and so very easy to let loose and fuck wildly until he came screaming. He had to stop moving right now or he’d come. He reached around and started stroking her clit with furious intent. He wasn’t the kind of man who ever let his satisfaction come before his partner. Mostly because once he came the first time, he was worthless for several minutes. Knowing he needed extra recovery time, Bo always without fail would ensure Callie came first.
He rubbed her clit five times before she arched her back and came
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