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His fingers slipped from her—oh, the loss!—and he slid forward. He licked her wet curls and circled her navel. He licked her belly, the valley between her breasts. The feel of it was sweet as blueberry syrup.
She sank her hands into his soft hair again. He kissed first one nipple, then the other. He circled the areola and sucked the tight bud between his lips.
"God, I love your nipples."
She shivered, tingled, gasped for air. When he released the nipple, she sighed, but then his lips were on her neck, licking, nipping.
He pulled her legs up over his shoulders and thrust into her.
She widened her eyes. "Condom?"
"Already on," he rasped.
"When?"
"When you...were coming. Ah, God." He pulled out and thrust in again.
Holly dug her heels into his broad shoulders as he fucked her. He fucked her slow. He fucked her fast. He leaned down and kissed her hard nipples. His lips trailed over her cheeks, her neck. Still he fucked her, and damn, it felt so good, so right.
She grabbed his chiseled cheeks and pulled him to her for a deep kiss. Their tongues tangled, dueled, and his soft groans chorused through her like a concerto.
When she broke the kiss to take a breath, he flipped her onto her hands and knees and plunged into her from behind. Ah, the steely hardness of him filling her, the warmth of his strong hands on her hips. He thrust deep inside her and she slid one hand backward and grasped his sinewy forearm. The flesh was so taut she could feel the lines of his muscles. His fingers found her clit and she shattered again, thrusting backward onto him.
"Yeah, sugar, yeah." He rubbed her to completion. "Come for me. Ah, so good."
When her spasms subsided, she leaned forward. He pounded into her once more, holding himself deep inside her. Each pulse of his cock spiraled against her sensitive tissues.
When he released her, she fell forward and collapsed on the fluffy comforter.
Within a few minutes he lay next to her, pushing moist strands of dark hair out of her eyes. His gaze burned into hers.
"Wow," was all he said.
"Double wow," she agreed.
He kissed the tip of her nose. "Up for an encore?"
She giggled.
When was the last time she had giggled?
"Are you?"
His laugh was husky. "In a few minutes. There is that jacuzzi to consider." He turned onto his back and covered his forehead with his arm.
She’d never made love to a hot stud in a jacuzzi, had never made love in a jacuzzi, period. In fact, she’d never made love to a hot stud, come to think of it, at least not as hot as the cowboy next to her.
Boy, had it been a day. She didn’t want to think unpleasant thoughts. She wanted her escape to last a little longer.
She touched his firm lower lip with the pad of her thumb. "I’m up for the jacuzzi, cowboy."
* * * *
Darkness enveloped the room when Holly awoke. Her cowboy was behind her, holding her spoon-style. His large, warm hand cupped her breast. Her sore nipple hardened beneath his palm. A hard thigh was wedged between hers. The soft hair covering his flesh tickled her smooth skin. His breath, slow and steady, blew against her neck and disturbed a few stray hairs.
The night had been amazing—wonderful!—a hedonistic frolic and a total escape. She wouldn’t soon forget the encounter in the jacuzzi. How they’d kissed each other until their lips were red and swollen. How he’d sucked on her nipples until they were nearly raw, all the while fussing over how beautiful they were. How she’d ridden him, and the jetting had swished over them as they coupled again, and then again.
A night of wonderful memories to savor was exactly what she had needed.
