Page 40 of Hope's Heartlands

Her hands come up, touching my shoulders, my arms, across my back, until finally, I grab on to them and hold them over her head on the mattress. She lies there, lifting her hips up to meet me at every thrust, and I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, and right now, I’m making her mine. There will never be another man in her life, and there will never be another woman in mine. This is it.

My face is tense and my whole body is pulled tight. She tilts her head to the side. “Come, Bull. I want to feel you throb inside me,” she says.

And then I do. I come, pounding into her until I’m fully spent, and I fall down on top of her.

We lie there, breathless for so long I wonder if my heart is ever going to return to its normal pattern. I pull the condom off, tying the end and dropping it in the waste basket next to the bed. I then pull her to me and hold her there. She’s the first to speak. “So I guess I should go.”

And now, my heart doesn’t just slow down. It damn well stops. I already have my arms and legs around her, but I pull her closer into my embrace. “No, you’re staying.”

She lifts her head from my shoulder and looks up at me. “I’m staying, huh?” And I can tell she’s fighting with herself to be indignant that I’m telling her what to do and then also wanting to listen to what I say.

“Oh, yeah, you’re staying. I’m not done with you,” I tell her and refrain from telling her I never will be.

She does look indignant then. “Done with me?” She smiles and grinds her pussy into my leg that is between hers. “What else do you have planned?”

I pull her on top of me until she’s straddling my hips. “Baby, I’m just getting started.”

I can tell she’s surprised when she feels my cock, already hard again, pressing against her ass, but I pull her down to me, wanting her lips on mine before I take her again… and then again.

Chapter7

Kate

He didn’t seem to have a problem with my body. He even made me feel sexy, so sexy that I risk going to the kitchen to get a glass of water in only his T-shirt since it’s all I can find without making too much noise and waking him up the next day. I would say morning, but looking at my watch, I see that it’s already past noon.

I know I should get out of here. My one-night rule seems to have been put to the side because every time I mentioned leaving, he would take my mind off it by another round of sex. How in the world he did what he did last night is beyond me, but I enjoyed every second of it.

I bring the glass to my lips, planning to take a sip, but instead I chug it. I look around the kitchen and am surprised to see that it isn’t a bachelor pigsty full of dirty dishes and junk food.

I bring another full glass of water to my lips and can’t help but wonder if he drank something or maybe was on something last night. Will he regret sex with me in the sobering light of the day?

I sip at this glass and freeze when I hear him come into the kitchen behind me.

“You look good in my shirt,” he says as his arms come around me and his lips nibble on my ear. His hands come up to cup my breasts and I see the tattoos on his knuckles. LOVE HARD.

When I don’t say anything, he nuzzles my neck with the stubble of his beard. His cock, hard once again, is pressed into my backside.

Truly confused, I ask him. “I thought I wore you out last night. How can you be hard again?”

“Am I hard?” he asks me, pushing my shoulder down, bending me over, and slipping into me from behind. “Am I?”

And just like that, he’s stolen my breath and any question about him wanting me in the full light of day.

It was round three last night that we had the talk and agreed we were both safe to go without a condom, and I’m glad we did. I try not let it weigh too heavily on me how much trust I’m putting into him, but I forget any doubts as he moves in and out of me.

I moan as he fills me up, and it’s like he takes great pleasure in those sounds because when I make them, he does whatever he’s doing again, but harder… and deeper.

Bulldog

Fuck, I could take this woman back to bed and stay inside her forever. She’s moaning and already I’m about to come. She does that to me. Fuck, I could come just looking at her.

“You’re so tight, Kate. Fuck, you feel so good. I could stay like this all day, touching you, just like this.”

She moans, and her cunt gets hotter and wetter for me. “You like that, don’t you? You like it when I talk dirty to you.”

Her body trembles, and she starts moving back and forth, pushing her ass against me.

“Fuck yeah, you do. You like my cock inside you. You know you can control me, don’t you? You could make me do anything right now, Kate. This pussy is my master,” I tell her as I reach around and apply pressure to her clit. She comes undone then, bucking at me until I’m coming and filling her up.

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