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She nodded then laughed as Luke bellowed from the living room. “No problem. Better get that beer back into the living room. The natives are getting restless.”

They both headed back into the living room to see Thad, Jeremy and Michelle’s newborn son being passed around. Ellie sat on Jake’s lap holding the baby, and they both looked extremely gooey-eyed over the wiggling lump.

Ellie made eye contact with Wes, and he raised an eyebrow at the soft look of joy on her face. Her eyes twinkled merrily, the look of a woman with a secret she couldn’t wait to share. Wes smiled back, satisfied to see her so happy.

He sat next to Gracie and Luke on the couch, popped open a beer then looked back over at Ellie and Jake. “So, guys, got something you want to share with the rest of us?”

Jake looked suspiciously at him then glanced over at Ellie in question. She shrugged then laughed.

“I didn’t say a word.”

“You don’t have to, girlfriend,” Gracie piped in. “It’s there to see on your face. We’re all just wondering how long you’re going to leave us in suspense.”

Ellie blushed, a rosy, ecstatic glow lighting up her face. She glanced at Jake who smiled back at her with such tenderness it made Wes feel a little gooey himself. In a twisted, marshmallow kind of way.

“We’re having a baby,” she announced.

The room erupted in a chorus of congratulations, backslapping and hugs. Wes sat back and smiled, enjoying the smiles and laughter of his group of friends. They’d all found happiness and the love of a good woman, or so the country song went. And, well, the love of a good woman was hard to find, so he certainly didn’t begrudge them that. Even if they had all turned into pussies.

Chapter Six

So she’d skirted out of the wedding a little earlier than she should have so she could go shopping for sexy lingerie. She hadn’t planned on hooking up for some wild sex while she was here, so she hadn’t exactly packed for the occasion.

Payton stood in the bathroom of her hotel room, fiddling with the tie of her satin flyaway negligee. All ego aside, she knew she looked hot. The tie cinched her breasts and plumped them up to their best advantage, and the flyaway portion bared her belly and the tiny lace underwear that hardly covered her pussy at all.

She grinned at her reflection. No blindfold tonight. He was going to see it all, and she wanted it to be an experience he wouldn’t soon forget.

Promptly at nine, a knock sounded at her door, and she went to answer, foregoing the coy hide-and-seek act she’d played the night before.

As soon as she opened the door, he swept in and pulled her into his arms. Their lips met, collided in a fury of heat and passion. He backed her toward the bed while she yanked at his shirt.

She fell backwards onto the mattress, staring as he tore his shirt the rest of the way off. His shoes went flying and hit the opposite wall seconds before his jeans and underwear made fast tracks down his legs.

He had that hard, lean look of a hungry male as he loomed over her, his gaze blazing a trail over her body.

“Just the underwear,” he said. “Take the underwear off and leave the rest.”

“You do it,” she said mischievously.

With a sexy growl, he reached for her hips, snagged his fingers in the strings and ripped downward. The material gave way and he tossed the remnants over his shoulder.

His eyes gleamed, and he gave her a predatory smile as he lowered his body to hers.

“Love the outfit,” he murmured.

She sucked in her breath as he touched his lips to the swell of her breasts pushed together by the negligee. He proceeded to nibble at the plump flesh, burrowing his mouth between the mounds.

As he delved deeper, his goatee scratched against her skin, sending tiny goose bumps to her nipples until they puckered and formed taut points. As he pulled back, he caught the tie with his teeth and yanked, loosening the top until it fell away from her breasts.

Unwilling to wait for the attention she wanted, she buried her hand in his short-cropped hair, and finding little purchase, she slid her fingers to his ear to pull him toward her nipple.

She felt him smile against her skin before he lazily rolled his tongue over the sensitive bud. She moaned, voicing her approval, encouraging him to continue.

He sucked the nipple farther into his mouth and lightly grazed his teeth over the tip. She arched, feeling the shock all the way down to her pussy.

“I want you now,” she said, tugging at his shoulders.

“Do you now?” he drawled. “It would seem I have the advantage here.”

She framed his face in her hands, forcing him to look directly at her. “If you want to keep that advantage, it would be in your best interest to give me what I want.”

Laughter rumbled out of his chest, vibrating against her clit which only served to heighten her need. “I do love a bossy woman.”

“I can be very rewarding,” she purred, arching her breasts higher.

“In that case,” he said as he backed off the bed, “come down here and show me just how rewarding.”

She lifted one brow as she regarded his wide-legged stance, his cock straining upward. His hand lowered to grasp the base and he worked his hand slowly down then back up again.

She was always up for a little payback.

As he bent to dig in his jeans pocket for a condom, she slid off the bed, gliding to her knees in front of him. As she settled down, she shrugged out of the negligee, letting it fall to the floor behind her. She placed her hands behind his knees, running them up, slowly, until her fingers splayed out over his firm ass.

She rose up on her knees until the head of his cock bobbed just an inch from her mouth. She blew softly, watching as he flinched in reaction. Her hands kneaded, moving closer to the cleft of his behind. She trailed one finger down the seam then back up again. His knees nearly buckled and she smiled.

“Tease,” he muttered. He tossed the condom on the bed then wrapped both hands in her long hair, gathering it in his palms until his knuckles brushed against her scalp. He tugged on her hair at the same time he rocked toward her.

She let her hands fall from his ass and moved them to his front. Her hand curled around the base of his cock as he strained forward. She opened her mouth the barest of inches, circling just the head with her lips. Holding him there, she ran her tongue over the small slit then underneath to the taut seam. She traced the edge of the soft skin, enjoying the velvety smoothness.

He bucked against her, trying to seat himself farther into her mouth, but she held him firmly, continuing her slow exploration.

A drop of moisture seeped onto her tongue and she lapped at the slit, spreading the small amount of pre-cum over the head.

“Payton, please,” he groaned.

She pulled away long enough to look up at him and give him her best satisfied smile. Her hands slid back down his legs. “I do so love to hear a man beg.”

Her triumph was short-lived. He used the opportunity to his full advantage. Grasping the handfuls of hair, he thrust forward, burying his cock in her open mouth.

She swallowed against the intrusion, closing her eyes as he rocketed over her tongue. He bumped the softness at the back of her throat and stilled, holding her there for a long second. Then he withdrew, letting out his breath in a satisfied hiss.

Her hands came back up, and she wrapped one around his cock and slid the other underneath to his sac, massaging and rubbing as she guided him forward again. Her fingers tightened and she worked back and forth in unison with her mouth.

“Oh God, stop, baby, or I’m gonna come.”

She sat back on her heels and watched as he took in several ragged breaths. He reached for her hands and pulled her up to stand in front of him.

“The condom,” he said, pointing at the bed.

She turned and retrieved the little packet.

“Put it on me,” he rasped.

She faced him again and tore the wrapper, sliding out the thin latex ring. She moved close, grasping him in one hand and using the other to roll the condom on.

He closed his eyes and swore. “Lubricant. Fuck, I forgot it. Please tell me you still have some.”

She grinned and walked over to the desk by the TV and took out the small plastic tube of KY. Then she turned and tossed it to him. “I’m not getting my hands all sticky again.”

He caught the tube and hurriedly bent to snag his T-shirt, tucking it underneath his arm. With a shaking hand, he tore the lid off the lubricant and squeezed the clear gel into his hand. Then he smoothed it

over his sheathed cock, his movements slow but jerky. He tossed the tube aside then snatched his shirt from underneath his arm and wiped his hand. Throwing that aside, he reached for her, and she went willingly.

To her surprise, he curled his hands around her waist and lifted her up. “Put your legs around my waist,” he directed as he wrapped one strong arm around her.

When she’d done so, he reached between them with his free hand and positioned his cock between her legs. He arched his hips into her, sinking deep. Wrapping both arms around her waist, he held her tight against him.

He slid his hands underneath to grasp her ass. He lifted her up then allowed her to slide back down the length of his cock.

She threw back her head and closed her eyes. God, he was so deep, and she felt so vulnerable in this position. But that vulnerability only heightened the sensation of balancing on a razor’s edge.

His fingers dug into her ass as he bounced her up and down on his cock. When she opened her eyes to look at him again, his head was thrown back in a similar manner as hers had been. Ragged gasps spilled from his mouth and the muscles in his shoulders bulged and flexed from the strain of holding her.

She gripped his neck harder as he began walking forward, his cock buried deep, and the motion of his hips sending it deeper still.

Her back landed against the wall with a thud, and he lowered his head to her neck, sucking and kissing, his breaths coming explosively in her ear.

He rocked her against the wall, plunging deep, holding her captive against the hard surface. The rough texture abraded her back, and while each time he thrust forward she experienced an erotic thrill deep within her core, she was distracted by the awkward position.

“The bed,” she managed to gasp out. “The wall is killing me.”

His head came up, a look of apology in his eyes. He immediately backed away then held her tightly against him as he maneuvered to the bed.

Gently he eased her down, slipping from her body as her back came to rest on the mattress.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he brushed light kisses across her face.

She said nothing but reached for him, spreading her legs in invitation. He crawled onto the bed and settled between her thighs.

With less urgency than he’d displayed before, he used gentle fingers to part the slick folds. His thumb pressed to her clit and rotated in a circular motion, initiating a whole new sense of urgency in her gut.

His hips shimmied between her legs as he sought to spread her thighs wider. His fingers left her pussy and he cupped his hands around her ass, sliding them down the backs of her thighs. His cock nudged her entrance and slid forward so he was an inch or so inside her. For a moment, he flexed his hips, making short, shallow thrusts.

“Now who’s the tease?” she grumbled.

He moved just a little deeper. “Is this what you want?”

She wrapped her arms around him, sliding her hands down his flanks. Her fingers dug into him, urging him on.

“Please.”

“I love a woman who begs.”

“Smart ass.”

He grinned then closed his eyes and drove forward.

She gasped and arched into him, her cry stuck in her throat. His hands slipped from her legs and he pressed his forearms into the bed on either side of her to hold his weight off her.

He lowered his head, pressing his forehead to hers as he moved sensuously between her legs, thrusting, retreating, going deep, staying still.

His lips hovered so close to her own, and then they lightly pressed to hers, a soft smooching sound escaping as he kissed each tiny part of her lips.

Despite his deliberate, measured movements, she felt her orgasm building, not explosive, instead, a slow, warm buildup, a gradual tightening, an exquisite sensation like a cool breeze on a hot summer day. Like letting chocolate melt slowly on your tongue.

She hooked her ankles over his legs and pulled them upward until they lodged just underneath his ass cheeks.

Like tightening a screw, her body pulled tighter and tighter as her pleasure mounted, suddenly making her restless and wild.

“I need…”

Wes stroked her hair away from her cheeks with his thumbs, his elbows still planted in the mattress on either side of her. “What do you need?” he whispered.

She moaned. “I’m close, so close.”

With his right hand, he reached for her arm, letting his fingers glide past her elbow to her wrist and finally grasping her hand. He guided it between their bodies, arching up to give her room.

“Touch yourself,” he whispered. “Come for me.”

She flexed her middle finger over her clit, found the sweet spot and began rotating in tight, slow circles as he raised himself to his hands.

Hands braced near her head, he began driving into her body with hard, long strokes. Yessss. Every muscle in her body seized. She closed her eyes, shutting out everything but the pulse centered at her very core.

“Open your eyes,” he said. “I want to see you come.”

Her eyes fluttered open and met his gaze. He stared down at her, tension etched into his face, his jaw clenched tight.

“Are you close?” she managed to gasp out.

“You first,” he said behind gritted teeth.

He rammed his hips forward, and she threw back her head, her fingers strumming her clit as she hovered precariously close to the melting point. Once more, oh God, once more.

He began pumping against her in a frantic pace, and suddenly it felt as though someone had blown her up like a balloon and let go. She flew in a dozen different directions.

Her mouth opened in a soundless scream and then she found her voice and cried out as the pressure, unbearable, released in a cataclysmic burst.

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