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Then I lean my head down and kiss her deeply, hungrily. The spiced aroma of the whiskey has me drinking her up like the rarest vintage there is. Delilah mewls, grips my hair, and pulls.

This girl. Fucking heaven-sent.

I wasn’t prepared for her dance. It messed with my mind, put a spell on me I can’t shake off. She was so goddamn sexy, her hands all over me, and I can’t stop the one thought hammering through my goddamn mind.

She wore my hat. She wore my goddamn hat.

In a cowboy’s world, in a man’s, it means she’s mine.

Sliding my hands up her back, I pop off her bra.

I’m not prepared for the sight of a naked Delilah. She’s built like a goddess. Toned legs, delicate curves, silky blond hair, and gorgeous tits… My erection’s all but doubled in size.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I rasp.

“So are you,” she breathes, sliding her hands up my jaw.

I’ve never felt a woman like this. Never memorized the shape of her body, her scream when she comes. Never been anything to remember. Because it’s never been Delilah.

Delilah’s slender arms wrap around my neck. “I want you so bad, Cole.” She’s so hot and wet and trembling for my cock.

“I know, baby. You’ve been puttin’ me through hell.” I drag her hips forward, and she squeaks as I yank her off the bar. I set her on those high heels, and her eager hands go instantly to my belt buckle and undo it, before releasing the fly of my jeans.

Her warm hand slips down my jeans to stroke my dick. My head falls back, and I groan. “You’re wreckin’ me, darlin’.”

“That’s the plan, cowboy.” She moves closer, her lips stretched in a coy little smile.

“Ah, Christ, Delilah.” Gripping her waist, I spin her around and bend her over the bar. Her shapely legs fall open. Her hips tilt. That pert ass stands at attention, ready for me. A fresh gush of wetness drips down the inside of her thighs.

I pull away from her briefly to fumble for a condom in the top drawer of the bar. One from Warren’s stash.

I shift my weight against her, nudging her legs open further. I let my hand drift to her pussy, gliding my fingers through all that slickness. “Goddamn, baby, is this all for me?” I groan as she sucks me right in. The deeper I go, the more she whimpers. The harder she clenches around me. My cock wants this so fucking bad right now. “I knew you’d drip just like this.”

“Only for you,” she purrs. “And no one else.”

Goddamn, that sass. I fucking love it.

She looks over her shoulder, regarding me from beneath dark fringed lashes, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth. Then she does a slow, seductive roll of her hips that lights my blood on fire.

She wants my cock.

The sight of her wet, pink pussy has me frantic. Reduces me to a greedy fucking man. I fall on her. Can’t wait any more. Need to fuck her. Now.

Tearing open the condom with my teeth, I roll it on. Without restraint or hesitancy, I line my dick up with the entrance to her pussy. “Spread your legs.”

She dips forward, that ass propped up, pussy glistening. It takes all I have not to slam into her. I force myself to go slow, to savor.

Gripping her thighs, I sink into her, watching my cock disappear into that pretty cunt. Small, breathy sounds tighten her stomach.

“Fuck me, Cole,” she breathes. “Fuck me hard.”

My blood pulses. She’s so fucking tiny, so goddamn delicate beneath me, for a second, I’m terrified I’ll hurt her.

Edging back, I briefly pull out. Then I push in again, this time, hard and fast, driving myself to the root.

Delilah cries out, liquefying beneath me. Her pretty mouth releases a moan.

“Fuck, you take me so good, don’t you.” In response, her tight channel clenches around me.