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“Don’t stop,” I urge him.
His head tips back so his eyes can focus on mine, and I run my fingers through his hair. God, he is so handsome, with full lips and stormy eyes that hold so much depth. His tongue darts out and runs along my belly as he watches me watching him. I suck in a breath, dying on the inside for him to put his mouth on me, as he presses kisses to my quivering stomach.
“Never.”
His breath hits the wetness of my sex, sending a shiver to run through my body. When his fingers spread me wide, his tongue circles my clit, and I grip the harness ring attached to the wall of the stall for support. I fight to stay upright when all I want to do is sink to the ground and be wrapped up in him. I am turned on by his pleasure as his trembling hands grip me, and his soft moans penetrate my sensitive skin. The way he makes me feel as if I am the only woman to ever taste as sweet is heady and all consuming.
I can feel the first wave start to gather strength like an impending swell, and my thighs begin to quake. He runs his tongue up my center, gently sucking and teasing. Pleasure rolls through my body and everything tightens like the stretch of a guitar string until it snaps, pulling my body with it as I buck against him.
“Ah, God,” I whimper, my heart beating just for him.
He holds me up as the orgasm slices through me, and all my energy focuses on that one single point of detonation. With hooded eyes, he works his way up my body, kissing between my breasts until he meets my mouth. I realize that I have never tasted myself on another man’s lips. It’s salty and sweet, like peppermints mixed with the ocean. He grabs the blanket slung over the stall door and spreads it over the hay-strewn floor.
We sink down, kissing, and I don’t want to let him go for fear that this isn’t real, and he’ll disappear. I can’t get enough of him. I want more, so much more. He removes his jeans, pulls a condom from his wallet and rips the wrapper open with his teeth. I watch as he rolls it on, and the anticipation has me dizzy, a fire crawling its way up my body, threatening to consume me once again. Pressing kisses to the insides of my thighs, the soft hairs on his jaw brush against my skin and my belly quivers as he works his way up my body. Leaning over me, he palms my breast and takes my nipple between his teeth, circling it with his tongue before pulling it into his mouth. I raise my legs to wrap around his waist, trying to pull him further into me.
“God, you feel so fucking good,” he says against me. I run my fingers through his hair, tipping my head and arching my back, urging him to take more of me, and he does.
He licks his way up my chest, and I pull his mouth to mine, slipping my tongue inside. Feeling his erection pulse against me, I lift my hips to meet him, grinding against him. I want to seep under his skin, to run through his veins and become a part of him.
I roll him over, straddling his body, and take his cock in my hands. He watches me, licking his lips as I slowly sink down and roll my hips. My body rocks against his and I lean back, my hair falling out of its knot and down my back.
“Fuck,” he exhales, grabbing onto my hair and holding me in place, increasing the ache at my core.
I can’t stop myself as I rock back and forth, digging my hips into him, trying to take him deeper. He grabs my hips, slowing me down, but I resist it as much as I can because I don’t want to stop. I want more, I want all of him.
“I’m not a fucking seventeen-year-old kid, but you’re going to make me come if you keep doing that,” he growls. Gripping my waist he pulls himself up, taking my nipple into his mouth once again and the room spins.
His fingernails dig into my skin, and I smile knowing how easily I can make him lose control.
“Isn’t that the point?” My lips curl into a smile knowing exactly what he means, but I can’t stop grinding against him. It feels too good, and I’ve waited far too long for this. I need him to fuck me, to satisfy this ache that is slowly consuming me.
“Don’t get sassy.” He grits his teeth, fighting against the pleasure, sucking on my neck, making his way up to my lips.
“Or what?” I pant, watching as his expression darkens.
He flips me over, kissing his way down my neck to my breasts, holding each one in his hands. His tongue darts out to flick and tease, moving from one side to the other until I’m a hungry mess, writhing against him. He slides his cock along my seam, teasing me.
“If this is my punishment, then I’ll have to be sassy all the time,” I say, breathlessly.
“Why do you think it was so hard for me to stay away?” He hovers his mouth over mine with a mischievous smirk gracing his lips.
“Are you calling me a brat?” I breathe heavily, my hands moving over the curve of his ass trying to pull him into me.
“Fucking brat.” He slams his mouth onto mine, pulling at my lips, sliding his tongue against mine while thrusting deep, knocking the breath out of me.
How a man can own me with just a kiss I will never understand, but he does.
“Sasha,” he says my name over and over again, between kisses, like a plea. The pressure is rich like a decadent piece of chocolate cake that I want to devour whole.
The closer I get, the louder my moans. My fingernails dig into his shoulder blades as I pump my hips along with him. The build is torture and pleasure mixed into one. I rock against him, chasing my own high, begging for him to take what’s already his.
“You are so fucking beautiful when you’re about to come.” He pushes the hair from my face. Sweat covers my body, and I can’t bear to look at him or I will fall apart, but the minute I do, I see him, the bricks evaporating one by one. What a beautiful man he is, with all of his layers.
“Oh God,” I breathe as he thrusts faster, until the barn is filled with my moans and I cry out into his mouth as I begin to fall apart around him, like the way dirt is washed away by the rain.
I was always meant to be his.
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