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“I wrestle bulls and pull calves. Takes strength. And I go to the gym.” He smiled, gathering her to him. She felt so good in his arms.
Georgia’s fingers found his belt buckle and tugged.
“Slow down,” he said, pushing her panties down her hip, dropping a few kisses along the rounded curve. Pushing her back onto the quilt, he slid her tank over her flat stomach. She reached down and helped him, pulling it overhead. He spent the next few minutes paying homage to her perfect breasts.
Then he slid his mouth down her stomach, ringing her belly button with his tongue. Reaching the blue lace rimming her panties, he gave them a tug with his teeth.
Georgia’s hand caught his shoulders. “Come kiss me.”
“I’ll kiss you,” he said, pushing away her hands and dropping small kisses along the edge of her panties. Hooking his fingers under the elastic, he slid her panties down her thighs. Trailing his hands over her taut belly, he laughed when her stomach contracted. Finally, he moved his hand down to the neatly trimmed strip that covered what he desired most.
“Mmm,” Georgia said, wiggling her rump, her hips lifting, one knee rising.
He knocked his hand against that knee, pressing it into the softness of the hay, opening her to him. He used one finger to trail through the damp heat, his senses firing at having Georgia sprawled naked before him.
“Reed,” she moaned, wiggling again.
“Yeah, baby?”
“Please.”
One simple word and it was all he needed. He lowered his mouth, pressing her thighs wide so he could taste and love all of her. He’d never been so freakin’ turned on in his life. Anchoring her hips, he worked her, taking his time, knowing exactly when to increase pressure and when to hold back. Reaching up, he cupped her breasts. Her thighs cradled his head, and it didn’t take two minutes before her body tightened, small tremors shaking her as she found her release.
He didn’t stop.
Georgia pulled his hair, but he held her hips firm, lifting his head to say only, “Come for me again, baby.”
Then he resumed the torment, enjoying when the tremors ripped through her again.
So, so sweet. Like a Georgia peach.
Finally, when her thighs fell slack and she gave a huge sigh, he rose and covered her body with his. Georgia wrapped her arms around him, nestling her face in the crook of his neck.
“That was really nice,” she murmured, her hands dipping beneath the waistband of his jeans, sliding down his ass.
He lifted his head and smiled. “Yeah? Just nice? Cause it was fan-fucking-tastic for me.”
She giggled.
Yeah, Georgia giggled.
“My turn,” she said, pushing him off her.
Reed reached into his pocket and pulled out a string of condoms. “This time I’m prepared.”
Georgia’s eyes widened. “Lord, I’m good, but not that good. There’s only one of me.”
“That’s all I need.”
* * *
Georgia feltlike she’d been washed and hung out to dry... in a very good way. But she still had work to do for the sexy man who’d just taken her to the moon and back again.
He looked like sin, propped back shirtless on the faded quilt. Sun slanted through the barn vent to fall in whimsical patterns across his torso.
Rising onto her knees, she made short work of tugging off his boots and getting his belt off. He watched her with laughing, turned-on blue eyes, his arm cocked back behind his head as if he were a prince awaiting being served.
“I need help getting off your jeans,” she said, tracing the length of his erection through the denim. He briefly closed his eyes before shucking them off quick as spit. “Oh, yes, ma’am.” His boxer briefs quickly joined the crumpled jeans.
