A beautiful flush darkens her cheeks, making her even more gorgeous, and she looks down at my chest, drawing shapes with the tip of her finger. She sucks in a small breath like she’s going to say something but stops herself.
Worried about what she thinks she can’t say, I slide my hand down her back and cup her ass. “What? What were you going to say?”
She clears her throat, and those sparkling green eyes look back up at me, making my dick throb. “I think I know how to make it even better.”
Without waiting for me to respond, she pushes herself up on her elbow and kisses my chest. Lifting her eyes, she kisses my chest again and slides her body over mine, setting her hot, wet pussy over my very hard, aching cock. Her hair is falling around us, and the sun shining through the window makes it look a rusty red color.
I’ve won the fucking lottery.
I slide my hands down her back to her hips. Her perfect fucking hips. “It’s getting so much better.” She’s so goddamn wet already.
She moves her hips, sliding up and down my shaft, coating me with her arousal, and her lips move up to my neck until she’s next to my ear. Sucking my earlobe into her mouth and letting it slide between her lips, she whispers. “My turn.”
Lifting her head, her eyes heavy with need, she brushes her lips against mine, and I squeeze her hips. “I’m yours to use, sugar, take what you need.” Without a fucking doubt.
Taking her time, and rocking her hips in small movements, she slides her clit over my cock head in little circles. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. It makes me hard as a fucking rock knowing I’m the only person who gets to see her like this.
With a dip of her hips, she slips my head into the center of her heat, and I move just enough to slide in. She pushes upright, slowly lowering herself onto me, her palms on my chest. When her head tips back and her eyes close on an exhale in complete and total bliss, I know I’ll never let her go.
I watch her as she rides my cock, leisurely taking her pleasure. Seeing her like this is better than the many fantasies I’ve had about her while jacking off in my bed and in the shower.I could never imagine the sultry contentment I’m seeing on her face right now. She’s hands down my perfect wet dream.
Her breathing picks up as she lowers her head, and the little siren takes my eyes captive. Her skin is glowing pink as she increases her speed, her hot, wet walls squeezing my cock. The morning sun making her creamy skin brilliant.
The tips of her fingers press into my pecs, and I squeeze her hips, trying not to take over and fuck her hard from below. Her pace picks up, and her lips part in a small moan.
“Tuck.” It’s a whispered plea.
Moving my thumb between her legs, I easily slide to her hot little clit, and she sucks in a breath as she squeezes the shit out of my cock and pulses against my length. I wait patiently for her to finish her orgasm before I flip us over and grab her wrists, holding them over her head, and leaning on my forearms, as I fuck her hard. Within seconds, my balls are drawing up, and I feel lightheaded. I don’t think I’ve ever come so many times, and so hard, in a twelve-hour period.
Lowering my head next to hers, her wrists still in my hands and my nose buried in her neck, I’m breathing hard when I say, “Fuck, I love your body.”
It’s a tiny movement, but she flinches and I lift my head to meet her eyes. “What?”
Her eyes volley between mine, her gaze intense as if she’s looking for any sign of deception. I remember what she said yesterday about her ex telling her she needs to lose weight. It angers me that she’s questioning my sincerity, but it pisses me off that she’s been made to feel like she should.
Letting go of a wrist, I cup her jaw with my palm. “Listen to me. Are you listening?”
Her eyebrows momentarily pinch before she nods.
“Good, because everything about you turns me on, sugar. I love your curves - all of them. You’re soft in all the right places.And it’s not just your body; every part of you touches something in me. Your smile lights up a room and makes me want to be wherever you are. You’re beautiful to me.”
Her cheeks turn pink, and her shy smile makes me want to wrap her up and spend the day with her. She tilts her cheek into my palm and nods again. “Thank you.”
With a deep sigh, I tilt my head. “As much as I would like to spend the day in this bed with you, defiling you in every possible way, I have horses to take care of.”
Her smile falls, and her fingers on the hand I’m still holding over her head curl over mine. “I wouldn’t mind if you defiled me again tonight.”
With a groan, I kiss her hard and deep. “If I make it that long.”
I hated leaving her room; life is always there, waiting. But damn, all I can think about is how she tastes, how she feels, and the sounds she makes when she comes undone. I’ve been walking around with a hard-on all fucking morning.
Later that morning, Gray is helping me replace some of the feed trays in the stalls, and I’m tossing water buckets into the grooming stall to be washed. It’s a beautiful day, and the horses are outside in the paddocks enjoying the sunshine and the cool breeze.
I’m holding the hinge for the food bucket while Gray screws it into the stall wall when the familiar floral smell that represents what has become the most important part of my life floats past my nose. I don’t hear her, but I look over my shoulder to see her gorgeous silhouette in the light of the big door walking toward me.
My cock jumps in my jeans.
Even her silhouette is curvy. Her jeans hug her legs from ankle to hip with a frayed rip in one knee, and her long-sleeve button-up top is form-fitting around her narrow waist,which makes her boobs look even bigger. My mouth waters as I remember sucking those nipples.
