her life.
Then again, she’d been in this situation before and those relationships hadn’t lasted.
No one made me feel this way.
While Witt loved her with his tongue, his gaze wrapped around her heart. Using short flicks, he ran his tongue down, gathering her juices, then back up to her clit. The scorching heat of his mouth on her button flipped a switch. She cried out.
“Mmmm,” he vibrated against her slickness. She climbed, unable to breathe through the ecstasy he was giving her. Passion flowed as she peaked and screamed his name.
He plunged his fingers into her soaking pussy, driving her higher as he lapped, licked, laved and sucked her pussy. Juices flooded his hand, and he pumped it in and out of her.
“Witt. Yessss.” She rotated her hips, bringing her pussy closer to the burning heat of his mouth she couldn’t get enough of.
Before she’d even hit earth again, he was standing beside the bed stripping. The whisper of his clothes hitting the floor and the thump of his boots slingshot her to the pinnacle of need again.
She reached for him.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he ground out before blanketing her body with his.
She sucked in a breath. Springy chest hair teased her nipples, and she ran her toes up his manly calf. Every inch of him was pure, sinful male.
And she was about to go to hell.
Bracing his arms along her body, he hovered over her, letting her get used to his length against her wet flesh.
“I have a condom here, but I was hoping you’d put it on me.” His voice was edged, barely controlled.
“I want to taste you too. Please.”
He was shaking his head before the words were completely out. “Can’t, sweetheart. Having those beautiful lips around me…” He struggled for a minute and gave another hard shake of his head.
“Next time?” She pulled him down into a brain-melting kiss while opening the packet. Gliding a condom over his thick length in the dark somehow made things more personal. This was happening—the gorgeous cowboy was going to make her forget her own name.
His muscles rolled as she reached the base of his shaft and angled him toward her aching center.
He looked into her eyes, his gaze sinking deep into her soul while he slid into her body slow inch by inch.
Her body gripped him, inner muscles convulsing.
“Hell, woman, you’re so damn tight. I can’t go slow and I want to.”
She dug her nails into his backside, driving him on. “Don’t go slow.”
“What I feel for you…I don’t…” upward thrust, “do this…lightly.”
She cried out as his thickness drove into her again and again. She longed to see his gorgeous body. All she had was her sense of touch.
Hard, lightly-furred buns met her fingers. Heat coiled in her belly. Close—so close.
He withdrew and sank deep again. The bed groaned under them.
Then he kissed her. Emotion clogged her throat even as her body quivered with his every movement. He dragged his cock back through her squeezing walls then jerked his hips. He filled her fully, the tip of his head brushing a trigger point.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he rumbled. Withdrawal, plunge, withdrawal, shallow thrust.
She locked her legs around his back and dragged him where she wanted him again. “Kiss me.”
His mouth slammed into hers, and the bed gave a mighty creak. He drove into her wildly, stealing all conscious thought. Her body spasmed, sweat broke out all over her.
One thrust, two. Then she was floating, clinging to molten-hot man as he stared into her eyes and roared his release.
“Why don’t you try baking some of these, dear?” Nell pointed at a recipe in the book she’d brought from home. The pages were stained by past cooking experiments.
“I don’t know, Nell. Will they sell?”
“You bet they will! If I know anything it’s the people of Vixen.”
“Maybe I’ll try them another day. Right now—”
The door burst open, bell jingling violently. She snapped her attention to the big, broad hunk
Then again, she’d been in this situation before and those relationships hadn’t lasted.
No one made me feel this way.
While Witt loved her with his tongue, his gaze wrapped around her heart. Using short flicks, he ran his tongue down, gathering her juices, then back up to her clit. The scorching heat of his mouth on her button flipped a switch. She cried out.
“Mmmm,” he vibrated against her slickness. She climbed, unable to breathe through the ecstasy he was giving her. Passion flowed as she peaked and screamed his name.
He plunged his fingers into her soaking pussy, driving her higher as he lapped, licked, laved and sucked her pussy. Juices flooded his hand, and he pumped it in and out of her.
“Witt. Yessss.” She rotated her hips, bringing her pussy closer to the burning heat of his mouth she couldn’t get enough of.
Before she’d even hit earth again, he was standing beside the bed stripping. The whisper of his clothes hitting the floor and the thump of his boots slingshot her to the pinnacle of need again.
She reached for him.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he ground out before blanketing her body with his.
She sucked in a breath. Springy chest hair teased her nipples, and she ran her toes up his manly calf. Every inch of him was pure, sinful male.
And she was about to go to hell.
Bracing his arms along her body, he hovered over her, letting her get used to his length against her wet flesh.
“I have a condom here, but I was hoping you’d put it on me.” His voice was edged, barely controlled.
“I want to taste you too. Please.”
He was shaking his head before the words were completely out. “Can’t, sweetheart. Having those beautiful lips around me…” He struggled for a minute and gave another hard shake of his head.
“Next time?” She pulled him down into a brain-melting kiss while opening the packet. Gliding a condom over his thick length in the dark somehow made things more personal. This was happening—the gorgeous cowboy was going to make her forget her own name.
His muscles rolled as she reached the base of his shaft and angled him toward her aching center.
He looked into her eyes, his gaze sinking deep into her soul while he slid into her body slow inch by inch.
Her body gripped him, inner muscles convulsing.
“Hell, woman, you’re so damn tight. I can’t go slow and I want to.”
She dug her nails into his backside, driving him on. “Don’t go slow.”
“What I feel for you…I don’t…” upward thrust, “do this…lightly.”
She cried out as his thickness drove into her again and again. She longed to see his gorgeous body. All she had was her sense of touch.
Hard, lightly-furred buns met her fingers. Heat coiled in her belly. Close—so close.
He withdrew and sank deep again. The bed groaned under them.
Then he kissed her. Emotion clogged her throat even as her body quivered with his every movement. He dragged his cock back through her squeezing walls then jerked his hips. He filled her fully, the tip of his head brushing a trigger point.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he rumbled. Withdrawal, plunge, withdrawal, shallow thrust.
She locked her legs around his back and dragged him where she wanted him again. “Kiss me.”
His mouth slammed into hers, and the bed gave a mighty creak. He drove into her wildly, stealing all conscious thought. Her body spasmed, sweat broke out all over her.
One thrust, two. Then she was floating, clinging to molten-hot man as he stared into her eyes and roared his release.
“Why don’t you try baking some of these, dear?” Nell pointed at a recipe in the book she’d brought from home. The pages were stained by past cooking experiments.
“I don’t know, Nell. Will they sell?”
“You bet they will! If I know anything it’s the people of Vixen.”
“Maybe I’ll try them another day. Right now—”
The door burst open, bell jingling violently. She snapped her attention to the big, broad hunk
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