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Panting as we recover, I lick lazily over her clit and taste her sweetness on my fingers which are still buried in her and all over her soft outer lips. She makes happy noises that feel like high praise. “Mmm. Let’s go upstairs.”
She wiggles her ass, which I think is an attempt to dislodge me, so I tease her again. When I don’t withdraw, she stands up and moves two steps away.
I whine at the loss and then grin when she runs up the rest of the steps with a deep chuckle that makes me think of smoke and whiskey. She stepped out of her shorts, her T-shirt has dropped down over her panties, which are askew and show me one tantalizing ass cheek, and she’s still got her Converse on. In a weird way, it’s sexier than lingerie on her.
I follow her, slipping my cock back into my underwear and wiping my hand on my jeans before grabbing her shorts.
My first impression of her apartment is that it’s sparse. One big room with a couch and TV area, a small dining table for two in front of a wall of kitchen appliances and cabinets, and a bed pushed up against the side wall. But there are touches here and there that speak to it being her space . . . a photo of a uniformed Erica, a fluffy blanket on the arm of the couch, and a stack of car magazines on the floor like she flips through them regularly.
A habit of ranch life, I toe my boots off by the door, yanking at my socks too. Erica follows suit, setting her tennis shoes neatly by a rack of clothes. Her shirt goes over her head and into a hamper, along with her panties, as I raptly watch her zero-fucks-given, all-efficiency strip show.
Her body is gorgeous, tight muscles and tiny curves. I want to suck the caramel tips of her nipples, trace a line from her belly button to her clit with my tongue, and kiss every freckle that dots her skin. The most beautiful part is her utter comfort in her own body as she stands unabashedly before me.
“Your turn, Cowboy.” Her voice has gone husky, sending a buzz through my blood. She might’ve been casual about taking her clothes off, but as she lies back on the bed, propped on her elbows to watch, she’s begging me to give her a little more.
I throw her shorts in the same hamper and then reach behind my head to pull my shirt off. My hat gets tangled up inside it, but for once, I don’t care as I let them both drop to the floor. Erica’s legs scissor when I reach for the zipper of my jeans, not having bothered with the button. I shed the rest quickly, standing nude and hard again. I give my cock a couple of strokes, making sure he’s putting in his best showing for what might be one of the best nights of his life.
Erica bites her lip and smirks. “Goddamn, I am going to fuck the shit outta you.”
I can’t help but groan at her words—not telling me to fuck her but bluntly telling me that she’s going to do the fucking. I don’t know why that’s so sexy, but it is. Like she’s in this as much as I am, as affected as I am, and not shy about expressing it. Her boldness is enticing as hell.
In three strides, I’m at the bed’s edge. She’s sat up, watching my approach, and when she opens her mouth, her desire obvious, I’m leveled. “You want a taste?”
She kisses my crown sweetly and then lays little laps all along my length, teasing and torturing me deliciously. I don’t expect it when she takes me all at once, letting me in her mouth and to the edge of her throat. I spasm, pushing deeper before I can wrestle back control of myself. “Fuck, Erica.”
“Say it again.”
“Erica.” I grab a handful of her hair, stopping her mouth from taking me, and she looks up at me. “Erica.”
Her shudder is my undoing. I pick her up beneath her arms, throwing her toward the soft pillows and mussing up her perfectly made bed as I follow her. She opens her arms and knees, welcoming me. “Condom. In the nightstand.”
She points to the small table, and I pull the drawer open to grab a foil packet. We both watch as I roll it over my cock and notch at her entrance. “You sure?” One more time, I have to ask, need her to tell me.
“Hell yeah, Cowboy.” Her smile is bright until her mouth falls open as I inch inside her. “Yes.”
She wraps around me with everything she has—short nails scoring my back, heels digging into my thighs, and tight as a vice pussy slickly clenching my cock in waves. We move, slowly at first but rapidly gaining speed.
