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We’re moving and before I know what’s happening, he’s dropping to the floor on his knees and my panties have disappeared. Laying back into the comfort of blankets and pillows he brought out, with just the fire lighting the room to see him, my mouth waters as Colter discards the few clothes he was left wearing.

Kneeling in front of me, he appears speechless as his hands clasp my knees, slowly parting my thighs to reveal my most intimate place. I can feel my own core pulsing with the desire to have him filling me with his life.

“You’ll let me do what I want, won’t you, sweet girl?” His voice is hoarse with longing. I nod my head because my voice is lost somewhere between my stomach and throat. “I need the words, baby.”

Swallowing, I try to form the words. “Yes, Colter, whatever you want, it’s yours. Always yours.”

His face hardens with an erotic glare as he leans forward, forcing my thighs apart, and placing a kiss on my stomach. Trailing more up my body, his tongue leaves a damp path, making no mistake of where he’s been.

My back arches, needing more. Desiring something I’m not entirely sure I know how to ask for as he reaches where my shirt continues to cover my body. Sliding his fingers gently up my sides, Colter pushes my shirt up to my neck, revealing my heaving breasts for eyes to feast upon until his mouth lowers and he takes a nipple into his mouth.

I moan and cry out his name as he satiates himself with my body. My pleasure washes through me like tidal waves crashing and growing until white heat flashes through me and I’m exploding for him. My body convulses as Colter fits himself between my lax legs.

The heat of his hardness pressing against my pussy has me moaning again, pleading with him to fill me up with whatever he wants.

“You want me baby?”

“Yes, Colter. Please. Make this aching go away.”

“With pleasure.” He groans into my ear as I feel the head of his cock press into my tight entrance. “You are a fucking virgin.” I freeze at his angry words, worried he no longer wants me. “Happy fucking New Years to me.”

Brushing my hands through his hair, I pull him down to my mouth. “It was always meant to be yours Sheriff.”

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