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“Another?”
she squeaked, exhausted from the first one.

“You
can do it again. I know you can.”

The
two dangerous digits in her pussy felt like heaven and hell at the same time.
He shoved them in and out in a slow, taunting rhythm that she found had her
blood pounding again in a few short minutes. Surely she couldn’t come again so
soon?

His
tongue returned to her clit doing quick figure eights. His fingers continued
their movement and the next thing she knew, she exploded again without much
warning this time. No heat in her legs, no tingling in her pussy, nothing to
warn her of the impending blast.

“Oh
God!” she screamed. “Joel!”

As
she slowly returned to awareness, she realized he’d moved from between her thighs
to hover over her. His latex covered cock nudged at her opening.

“Are
you ready for me?”

“You’re
so big.”

“It’ll
fit, darlin’. You are so wet, it’ll slide right in. Open for me.”

She
pulled her thighs further apart, tensing as he pushed the head of his cock
inside.

“Relax.
I won’t hurt you.”

The
slow glide of his cock felt amazing. Her muscles relaxed as he slowly stretched
her to take him. “Holy shit, you feel fantastic. More.”

“Your
wish is my command.”

Within
moments, he had fully filled her and she had her legs wrapped around his hips.
“I need more, Joel.”

He
chuckled. “There isn’t any more, Mesa. You’ve got all of me, darlin’.”

“No.
I mean you need to move more.” She raised her hips to take him deeper.

“Ah.
That I can do, babe.” He shifted his hips, dragging his cock from her pussy and
then snapping his hips to slam his cock into her.

“Yes,
ah God, yes. Do that again.” She fisted the comforter beneath her in her hands.
Lord, she needed this. Every slide, every movement, every touch brought her higher
and higher. He bent over to take her nipple into his mouth. The moan escaping
from her lips sounded primal. He growled low in his throat as he continued to
pump into her, practically scooting her across the bed. His fingers dug into
the fleshy part of her hips. She’d probably have bruises there in the morning
but she didn’t care. She wanted this with him so badly.

She
could taste him on her tongue.

She
struggled into a sitting position so she could be closer.

“You
okay?”

“Fantastic.
Don’t stop. I just want to taste your skin.” She ran her tongue over the ridges
of his chest. His right nipple tempted her so she tongued it and then sucked it
between her lips.

He
continued to pound into her flesh. The pretzel maneuver felt like wave after
wave of sensation breaking over her. Her climax hovered on the edges of her
consciousness. She reached for the stars as the final moment crested her mind,
throwing her into a spiral of sensation as he groaned her name.

“God,
Mesa.” He panted. “That was…”

“Awesome?”

“Stupendous.
I’ve never come so hard in my life. I think I lost consciousness there for a
second.”

“I’m
glad.”

“Nothin’
like makin’ an impression, babe.”

“And
take a little piece of your heart with me?”

Chapter Seven

Her
stomach felt like she swallowed a rock.
Not
a good thing to say right after sex.
“I’m kidding!”

“Don’t
do that! You scared the hell out of me.” He slowly eased from inside her before
he went to dispose of the condom in the bathroom. “Do you need to wash up?”

“Yeah.
I’m kind of sticky.” She sat up and brushed the hair back from her forehead.
Watching him walk away was almost better than watching him walk toward her. The
man had a body like a Greek god. He even had a real six-pack!

“Want
me to bring you a washcloth or do you want to use the restroom?”

“I
better use the bathroom.”

“It’s
all yours,” he said with a sweep of his hand.

Even
flaccid, his cock seemed huge.
Damn!

“Do
you want to stay here tonight or do you want to go back to the lodge?”

“Either
is fine with me. I don’t want to crowd you. I know how guys get.”

He
stopped her at the bathroom door with a hand on her bare shoulder. She felt a
little self-conscious standing in front of him completely naked, even though
they’d just had mind-blowing sex. “Mesa, I know this is supposed to be casual
and all, but I would love for you to stay here and sleep in my arms.”

She
tossed back her hair and replied, “Then I will. I would love to sleep snuggled
up to you.”

“Good.
Would you like something to drink? I have soda, milk, water, beer…just name it.”

“A
diet soda would be good if you have one. If not, regular is fine.”

“One
soda, coming right up.” He raised an eyebrow and glanced down at her. “I
imagine you didn’t bring anything to sleep in so you can use one of my shirts
if you like.”

“Thanks.”

He
grabbed a T-shirt from the drawer and handed it to her. “No underwear.”

“Huh?
Why not?”

“I
might want to ravish you again before mornin’.”

“Oh.
Well then. I’m game.” She reached up and kissed him on the lips. “I’ve gotta
get it while the gettin’ is good, ya know.”

He
frowned slightly before he spun on his heels and disappeared down the hallway. His
nice, rounded
tush
caught her attention. He didn’t
even bother to put anything on before he went into the other room for something
to drink.
Now there is a man who is
comfortable in his own skin.
She went inside and shut the door to get
cleaned up. She definitely wasn’t comfortable with her body even if he said he
liked it. The mirror showed high color on her cheeks, full lips, red from the
pressure of his, whisker burn on her chest and neck from his five o’clock
shadow, and a sparkle in her eyes she hadn’t seen there in a long time. Joel
was good for her. Too bad it wasn’t a permanent thing.

She
found a washcloth on the counter to clean away the stickiness between her
thighs.

“I
don’t keep a lot of food around here since we take meals at the lodge house,”
he shouted from the kitchen.

“It’s
fine. I’m not really hungry anyway,” she said, coming out the door of the
bathroom.

“I
have some snack stuff, if you’d like. Chips, pretzels, popcorn.”

“Nah,
I’m good.” Now, she pulled the comforter down to the end of the bed and crawled
beneath the sheet. She frowned. She hadn’t thought about what side of the bed
he slept on. Would it make a difference? The only man she’d ever slept with on
a regular basis was her ex.

“Here,”
he said, stopping by her side to hand
her the
soda can.

“I’m
okay here, right?”

“You’re
perfect.” He leaned down and kissed her. “Don’t be surprised if you end up in
the middle. I usually do.”

“Are
you a
snuggler
?”

“I
guess. I don’t have women here very often.”

“Really?
I’m surprised.”

“Why?”
he asked, going around to the other side and sliding under the sheet.

“I
would think you would have a lot of women. That’s all.” She sipped from the can
before she set it on the nightstand.

“Not
really.”

“Well,
I’m a
snuggler
, so for tonight, you get to snuggle.”

He
smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as she settled down along his
left side. Her head rested nicely against his chest. His heart pounded in her ear.
The hair on his chest tickled her chin, making her giggle.

“What’s
so funny?”

“Your
hair is tickling me.”

“You
are ticklish?” He slid his hand up her side and curled his fingers into her
ribs.

Giggling,
she squirmed against him. “Shit. No! Don’t tickle me, please? I’m terribly
ticklish. Remember at the bar?”

“I’ll
quit if you give me a kiss.”

“All
right! No…tickling.” She quickly pecked him on the mouth.

“Not
good enough.” He tickled her again as she squealed.

“Okay!”
She grabbed his face on both sides and lip locked his mouth. She pushed her
tongue between his lips, tangling with his own. The moan escaping him did
nothing to cool the kiss she took deeper still, pressing her breasts against
his chest. He never got redressed after the bout of lovemaking earlier, leaving
her the ability to graze his body with her fingertips. The muscles beneath her
hands drove her desire higher. She wanted to feel him over her, in her,
surrounding her until they both came apart at the seams.

Mesa
pushed him down on his back and crawled over him, wanting to take in every inch
of his body on her way down. Sex wasn’t something she enjoyed much with her ex.
Moderation and tolerance had become her mantra with him, but she knew with
Joel, there would be no tolerating. She needed to be involved in having sex
with him. She ran her tongue along his jaw to his ear, nibbling it between her
teeth for a moment.

“You’re
so fucking hot, Mesa,” he whispered between panting breaths. Goose bumps rose
on his skin following the trail of her fingers.

“You’re
pretty hot yourself, cowboy. I wanna lick you all over.” She ran her tongue
across his chest, stopping to nip at the tips of his nipples. Were his
sensitive, too? She whipped the T-shirt over her head and tossed it to the side
of the bed.

“God,
you’re
drivin
’ me nuts.”

“Good.
I don’t want to be horny all by myself.”

His
cock lay hard between them against her stomach, pulsating with life, just
waiting to bring her to ecstasy again.

“Oh,
hell no.” He surged up and flipped her onto her back.

He
tasted her breasts, licked at her stomach and then positioned himself between
her thighs, spreading her to accommodate the breadth of his shoulders. He dove
in, taking no prisoners on his way to bringing her to orgasm within a matter of
moments. Her ears burned as the blood rushed to her head before it quickly
centered in her pelvis. Her clit throbbed with every beat of her heart, but
wasn’t letting up. He licked and sucked until she screamed his name on a hoarse
cry of delight.

He
kissed his way back up her body until he reached her mouth. “I love to make you
come.”

“I
was supposed to be seducing you. Not the other way around.”

“I
wanna fuck you.”

“Good.
I want you to.”

He
hopped down from the bed after a quick kiss to her lips. A frown wrinkled the
skin between her eyes as she watched him retrieve his belt.
Holy shit!

“Ever
been tied up?”

“Can’t
say that I have. What are you gonna do with the belt?”

“No
beating you with it, although welts on your ass would turn me inside out.” He
looped the belt around her wrists and secured them loosely to the headboard.
“Roll over onto your stomach and get up on your knees. I’m gonna fuck you hard
from behind.” He grinned rolling the condom he retrieved from the nightstand
drawer over his rigid cock. “Ever had a man in your ass?”

She
swallowed the lump clogging her throat and shook her head, unable to speak
through the fear making her heart pound in her chest. Her ex tried it once and
the pain had almost killed her. Terror made her shudder uncontrollably.

“What’s
wrong, darlin’? I won’t do anything you don’t want, but you look terrified.”

“I
can’t,” she whispered.

“Can’t?”

“I
won’t, I mean. You won’t do that will you?”

“Take
your ass, you mean?”

She
nodded furiously.

“Honey,
I can see the thought scares you to death. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.
If you don’t want to try it, then we won’t. Obviously you’ve had a bad
experience with it or something to make you so afraid.” He skimmed his hand
over her breasts bringing the peaks to hard little points. “You like a little pain
with your sex, but I won’t do anything beyond what you can handle.”

“Thank
you.”

“Relax,
darlin’.” He helped her roll over, rubbing her shoulders turning them to mush
in the process. He kissed her butt cheeks before he smacked each one in turn
just enough to make her wet. His fingers probed at her pussy, driving two in
deep as he finger fucked her for several minutes. She moaned as she closed her
eyes. Her thighs spread of their own accord. She had no will to do anything but
let him to whatever he wanted to her.