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She hesitated to commit to his terms, but when he twisted her nipple through her white dress shirt and bra, she moaned, “Yes…”
“I couldn’t get you out of my mind all afternoon. I know I fucked things up earlier. And here I am again, running after you like a dog in heat.”
She giggled and liked how his eyes lit up at the sound.
“You think that’s funny? I’m dead serious.”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
His full lips engulfed hers as their kiss quickly escalated in a heated kiss, where they both raked their hands through each other’s hair. She rocked her core against him, shamelessly dry humping like there was no clothing between them.
“I need you inside of me,” she whispered.
“I need more time than eight minutes.”
She giggled. “You’re keeping track?”
“Damn straight. I’ll have to wait to feel your warm pussy around my dick, but I’ll take care of you, sugar.”
His Southern drawl, when he called her sugar, made her skin prickle with excitement. His large hands sat her down again before he opened the top of her jeans.
She helped him roll her jeans down.
“You’ve put on new panties?”
She smiled at his cheeky grin. “Looks like it, cowboy.”
He yanked her panties down before his thick fingers probed her wet entrance. When he curled two fingers inside, he found the exact spot that made her instantly see stars.
“Oh, Ryan. Yes. Right there.”
He tortured her by rubbing his calloused thumb against her clit.
“Yeah, baby. Ride my fingers.”
She closed her eyes, losing herself to the tingling sensation of Ryan’s fingers fucking her hard enough to fill the stall with her wet, soppy sounds.
“Beautiful,” he whispered.
She opened her eyes, directly staring at Ryan, who seemed to memorize every inch of her face as she came around his fingers.
She bit back a cry, but Ryan said, “Don’t hold back. Tell me what you feel.”
“So good… I’m almost there again…”
“I know. I feel your tight, greedy pussy begging for more. You want more, sugar?”
She moaned in response.
“Tell me.”
Megan swallowed her dry throat as her chest heaved. Her second orgasm was just out of reach, torturing her in the most pleasurable way.
“Don’t stop. Don’t. Fuckin’. Stop.”
“Let go, darlin’. Scream my name. Let all the horses, every damn farmhand and every man in a mile radius know that it’s Ryan Moore who’s giving you this pleasure.”
“Yes! Yes! Ryan!”
