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His hold on my hair tightened, not to push me deeper—but to pull me away. With fire in his eyes, John got me to my feet and kissed me, hard and deep, his tongue plunging between my lips, fucking my mouth the way I remembered him taking my body.
I hung onto him, taking the rough kiss and giving as good as I got. The stubble on his cheek was rough on my skin as he groaned into my mouth, making my pussy drip with need. I wanted him so badly I was aching at my core.
“It’s not going to be soft, Ray,” John husked in my ear. “Not gentle either.”
Did it matter that I wasn’t in a house and lying on a bed? No. All I wanted was him—all of him. “I don’t care,” I replied breathlessly. “But where?”
He glanced to the left, and I followed his gaze to land on a stack of hay bales in the corner; instantly, my filthy brain shifted gears. That would be a roll in the hay if he took me there. As I’d suspected, he took my hand and took me over, but then paused, and after a quick kiss, left to…somewhere and came back with a large blanket to spread over it.
John turned back to me and tugged me into another kiss, expertly sweeping his tongue between my lips, tempting and teasing me with deeper, hungrier kisses. His hands slid down my back to palm my ass and cupped my curves in his palms.
Pressed so close, his hard cock throbbed through two sets of denim, showing me without question that he wanted me. Gasping from the kiss, John broke it and met my eyes. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
“Flattery won’t get you anywhere,” I replied, reaching for his pants button again. I didn’t know when he had done his jeans up again, but they had to go—now. “But your cock will.”
“Where is this brazen part of you coming from?” John asked, grinning while peeling my hand away, lifting and dropping me on the bale.
I giggled against his lips when he struggled with the laces on my boots, dragged them off, and then went for my jeans. He swept them off momentarily, then passionately leaned in and caught my lips.
I craved feeling his cock pumping inside me again, and my nipples were so hard I felt the tips chafe against my bra. My pussy pulsed for him again, my inner thighs wet and waiting. He bent down and brushed his lips against my cheek, and I held my breath.
His tongue swept into my mouth as one of his hands held the back of my head in place for maximum penetration. When he broke apart, we were both panting. “You sure can kiss, cowboy,” I murmured.
“Hold that thought.” He shot me another spine-melting smirk while slipping between my legs.
I arched my back needily and wrapped my leg around his while he shoved the rest of his pants down and wrapped a hand around his hard, curving cock. He grabbed my legs and pulled me closer while taking a condom packet out from his back pocket and ripping it with his teeth.
“It's going to be rough,” he warned while his finger found my slippery wet slit. I gasped in a sharp breath at how wet I was and how easily he pressed a finger and another inside me. Already I was seeing stars, and when his other hand stroked my thigh, igniting my skin, I was starting to grow desperate.
“Stop teasing me,” I groaned.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, low and huskily into my ear while his massive thumb circled my clit.
“If you keep that up,” I gasped for a breath. “You’re going to make me come before I want to, cowboy.”
His laugh made my belly tighten as I cried out, balancing on one heel, the other still clinging to his arm. “I don’t mind,” he replied, assaulting my throbbing nub again. “I love watching you come.”
“You’re a cruel man,” I gasped as pleasure started singing in my veins. I could feel the buildup thickening my blood. I rocked my hips, humping his palm, feeling his fingers, impossibly, all over me. My body wrapped around his fingers as I shuddered and shook, bucking against his hand.
The blinding orgasm hit me like a tidal wave crashing to the shore, dragging everything under, and I was swept out with it. John held me steady as the sensations began to simmer instead of sear. I could only let out a long, aching moan.
I barely had time to recover as John kneeled, and his thick head was prodding against my sensitive lips. I felt his thick length inside me, each ridged inch so thick. I felt him pressed past my vulva and into my tight channel.
Even as turned on as I was, I had to stop him halfway in with a whimper.
“Easy, baby,” John soothed me, his hand coasting over my hip and belly. “Breathe in. I don’t want to hurt you.”
He was right, but I wondered where to draw the line between not injuring myself and wanting him to fuck me again. His fingers tightened around my hips, holding me in place. “I’m not going to hurt you, Ray.”
I know it was reckless, but my desire for him trumped any safety concerns. “I don’t care. Fuck me.”
His grip tightened. “…No.”
My head tilted back, and I sucked in a deep breath, forcing my body to relax and take him because I needed this more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life. Finally, my body folded around him, cupping him like a glove.
“I’m ready now,” I replied.
My words were the trigger that pulled the hammer back, and God, John went off blasting. John held the front of my legs, his elbows under my knees as he began pounding his hard cock into my needy pussy, slamming into me so hard a galaxy was shot off under my eyes.
