“It’s already a fucking thing. I don’t suck cock, Ledger. And I’ve never let anyone use my backdoor but I sure as fuck like to take advantage of everything Joaquin offers. That makes me a selfish asshole with the whole one-sided shit. But man, watching him suck a woman’s tit and fingerfuck her as I wrap my hand around his cock to get him off sure feels fucking good.”
“Alfie, for fuck’s sake, man. Oversharing much?” I rub my temples and hide the grin on my face due to his blabbering. “My ears are ringing from the vivid picture you just shoved in my brain and I think I need to snort some bleach, or hell, take a fucking shower in it in an effort to rinse myself of your TMI shit. To think I came here to wallow in my own misery with my issues at hand. Wait. This actually makes me feel better–”
“I always feel better when I’m balls deep–”
“Please don’t say in Joaquin’s ass. I already have unwanted pictures in my head thanks to you,” I grumble.
Alfie grins. “I didn’t need to say it, you’re already thinking about it.” He points a finger at me. “But don’t get any ideas in that pretty head of yours. He’s mine.”
“Is that a claim?” I challenge in question.
Alfie grumbles something under his breath and continues to clean his horse’s hooves. I turn toward Paloma as we fall silent, both wrapped in our thoughts as time passes.
“Lucky horse,” Mayven says.
I look up from cleaning Paloma’s hooves to see Mayven leaning against the stall.
“She’s getting all your attention,” she adds and her cheeks flush adorably by her admittance.
Letting Paloma’s leg down, I slide my hand over her back and stalk out of the stall, forcing Mayven to take a step back before I lock my horse safely inside. I grab the materials I used from the floor and tuck them away before returning to Mayven.
I lean in close and whisper beside her ear, “I’m all yours, mamacita.”
She shivers and I take pleasure in the way my words and closeness affect her. I might have given her time and space these last few days, making sure she’s safe and getting her business up and running, but I’ve cleared my thoughts and have come to a decision. Even if she left here right this very moment, I would follow.
The time we’ve lived together–even without having my cock inside her once–has been a real eye-opener. And staring down at her gives me the truth which Colt mentioned on the first day; I am a lovesick fool. But one look from her and it’s easy to hand over my heart, and there’s no one alive who can stop me.
This realization makes me snatch her wrist as I pull her forward, bend over to dig my shoulder into her belly as I hoist her over my shoulder and carry her to our cabin. Her giggles are music to my ears.
Bursting through the door, I lock it behind us and walk in one straight line into the bedroom. Instead of throwing her on the bed, I let her slide down my body, relishing in the way her curvy body feels against me.
I take her face in my hands and merge our lips. Soft. Tender. Yet the hunger starting to burn low in my belly demands more. I tilt her head and deepen the kiss, letting one hand slide down her body to cup her ass, pulling her forward to let her feel how hard she makes me.
My fingers work her delicate body as I work fast to rip the clothes from her body. In return her hands tear at mine and it doesn’t take much work until we’re both naked while our clothes litter the floor. I grab her ass and hoist her up, allowing her legs to wrap around my waist.
I take a few steps until my legs hit the bed and I carefully place her on the mattress, letting my hands trail over her legs to spread her open. Her pussy is already glistening and beckoning attention from my mouth. Leaning forward I spear her center with my tongue and start to suckle her clit right after. Her hips shoot off the mattress and I have to grip her tight to keep her in place.
She tastes so fucking sweet. Our eyes are locked, her gaze heated as she watches, mesmerized while I eat her out as if she were my last meal. All while I have no intention of letting her leave or this being our last…whatever. She’s mine and I’ll make damn sure to claim every inch of her body. Either with my cock, mouth or fingers; nothing will be left unmarked.
She moans when I slide one finger into her tight pussy. My cock twitches when I feel her clench around my digit. Sliding one out, two in, her panting becomes erratic. I know she’s close. I nibble and suck on her clit until she explodes with a loud scream. My name echoes on a plea as she rubs her pussy in my face, demanding me to prolong her pleasure.
I leisurely lick the remnants of her orgasm before I move up her body, leaving a trail of kisses until my mouth finds one of her nipples. I knead her other breast. Perfect tits. Full. Soft. Nipples made to suck, pinch, and nibble. And the way she grips my head to keep me in place, I’d say I’m going to spend a lot of time enjoying these magnificent breasts which I have now classified as my new favorite toys.
My fingers keep kneading one while I shift to crawl up her body some more to capture her lips in a much-needed kiss. I’m pretty sure she can taste herself but she doesn’t seem to care when she hungrily kisses me back.
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