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“Shit. Sorry, babe. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“You didn’t. It just surprised me. Now that I know what you like, I’ll be fine.” She dragged her tongue along the head. “Don’t go easy. I want you to fuck my mouth like you love it.”
His cock jerked with that green light. “How could I not love it, baby? It’syou.” He leaned forward, taking her in another passionate kiss. “Do you want me to pull out? Or can I come in your sexy mouth?”
Heat flared in her eyes. “Don’t pull out. I want you to think about me swallowing your come every time you see me.” She lowered her hot, wet mouth over his cock, as if she hadn’t just blown him away. Her eyes bored into him as she teased and stroked so fucking perfectly, pleasure burned through his veins, pulsing beneath his skin like an animal clawing for release. It didn’t take long before he was gritting his teeth to stave off his orgasm. She took him to the back of her throat, faster,harder, taking him deeper.“I fucking love your mouth.”
He buried his hands in her hair, pumping his hips as she sucked and stroked, her hand tightening exquisitely around his shaft, driving him out of his goddamn mind. He wanted to last, to feel her mouth wrapped around his cock for hours.Days.But he couldn’t slow down. It felt too good. “I’m close, baby,” he warned. She teased his balls with her other hand and tugged. Heat shot down his spine, and her name flew from his lungs in a thunderous roar as he came.
She stayed with him, taking everything he had to give, riding out the very last aftershock. Her gorgeous eyes sought his as she released his cock, looking like the prettiest naughty angel he’d ever seen. Her tongue swept across her glistening lips, and he gathered her in his arms.
“I think we found your superpower.” He kissed her passionately, possessively, earning a sinful moan. “I want you naked, baby.” He helped her to her feet and took off her shorts. Holding her gaze, he slid his fingers between her legs. “Mm.Your pussy is begging for me.”
Her cheeks pinked up as he sat on the edge of the couch, guiding her closer, and leaned in to lick her arousal. She sucked in a sharp breath, clinging to his shoulders.
“Your come is so sweet.” He licked and teased and sucked and pushed his fingers inside her as he took her clit between his teeth, earning a loud pleasure-filled moan. He found that hidden spot inside her that made her rock and moan. Pleasuring Sasha had become his greatest desire, and he couldn’t get enough. He continued fucking her with his fingers, earning gasps every time he stroked that magical spot and teasing her clit until her breathing came in fast spurts, and “Ohgodohgod…Ez—” burst from her lungs. Her fingernails carved into his skin, her hips bucking as he devoured every drop of her arousal.
Fucking perfect.
When she went lax, he laid her on the couch and came down over her. Her eyes fluttered open. “Is this heaven?” she whispered.
He laughed and kissed her, his cock nestled against her slick pussy. “My cock is jealous of my tongue. He wants to be inside you.”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
She lifted her hips, and as their bodies became one, “Sash” fell from his lips as “Ez” fell from hers. There was something magical, something bigger than life between them, and he wanted to live in its arms forever. As their mouths came together and they found their rhythm, beyond the pleasure enveloping him, one thought played through his mind. He needed to figure out how they could be together without hiding sooner rather than later, because there was no way in hell he was giving her up, and whatever this was between them was too big to be contained for long.
Chapter Seventeen
“STAY STILL, BUDDY,” Ezra said as he helped Gus into his neon-yellow paintball suit.
“I wanna see who wins,” Gus said, turning to watch Dare and Cowboy dicking around with Rebel and Hyde. They were seeing who could walk on their hands the longest as the rest of the guys cheered them on. Hyde fell, then pushed Rebel over. Rebel chased him toward Dare and Cowboy, and they ended up on their asses, too. The four of them were shouting and running around like fools, while everyone cracked up.
Never a dull moment.
It was Friday evening, the week before Dare and Billie’s wedding, and as the sun went down, ground lights illuminated the paintball field where the bachelor/bachelorette party games would soon begin. Between the Whiskeys, the Mancinis, Dwight and the ranch hands, and the ranch’s residential clients, more than two dozen people were milling about in camouflage clothing, waiting for the girls to arrive so the game could begin. Paintball was serious business in the Whiskey family. The field looked like a warzone, with sandbag bunkers, stone walls and barrels, enormous upright tires that were pinned to the ground, dirt barriers, and several other obstacles.
“Where the hell are the girls?” Rebel asked.
Gus tugged on Ezra’s jeans. “Dad, Rebel said theHword.”
“Yeah, I heard him.”
“Why do girls always take so damn long?” Taz said.
“Taz said theDword!” Gus tattled.
“What the hell’s wrong with theDword?” Hyde asked with a smirk, inciting more tattling.
“Really, guys?” Ezra stifled a laugh and shook his head as they cracked up.
“Whoa.I need to come to more paintball games,” Kenny pointed across the field toward the main house, where the girls were filing out of the main house wearing bathing suits. Wynnie, Alice, and Sully wore one-pieces, while the others wore bikinis.
Ezra’s body flamed at the sight of Sasha strutting toward them in a tiny turquoise bikini and combat boots. In his mind, he heard “Pour Some Sugar on Me” and saw her moving in slow motion as she flipped her long blond hair over her shoulder, hips swaying, gorgeous eyes locked on him. His cock noticed.Fuck.He tried doing mental math to stop his dirty thoughts in their tracks.
Taz and Hyde whistled and cheered, sparking the same from some of the ranch hands. Ezra ground his back teeth against the urge to throw a blanket around Sasha so they couldn’t look their fill.
“Dad, are we going swimming, too?” Gus exclaimed.
