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My cheeks hollowed as I took him to the back of my throat, knowing he was trying not to come as he squeezed my thighs harder. He began sucking my clit, nearly sending me over the edge as I gagged and worked him harder with my hands, taking a few seconds to caress his balls.

“I don’t want to come in your mouth,” he said abruptly, pulling away long enough that my clit throbbed from being so close to release.

“Then you’d better fuck me,” I replied after pulling him free and stroking him.

I climbed down carefully, making sure not to kick him accidentally. Since he was already on his back, I climbed over and straddled him, sliding him right inside of me.

My eyes closed as I felt his hands on my hips, slowing my motions until I adjusted to him being inside of me. I let my head fall back as my hands roamed over my breasts, the tight buds already begging to be sucked. He lifted his hips and thrust to let me know he was ready.

I opened my eyes and smiled down at him as I leaned forward, allowing my breasts to hang in front of his face. He eagerly took the lead and began playing with them, pulling each nipple into his mouth and sucking while I rode his cock.

I wanted nothing more than to come, and the way my clit was rubbing against his cock, I could get there very quickly. He sucked harder as if knowing I was already almost there. The combination of pain and pleasure was too much, and within seconds, I felt the walls of my pussy contract and spasm around him as I came.

“Fuck,” he growled, pulling away from my breasts as he gripped my hips so hard his fingers dug into my skin. “Shit, Crazy Boot Lady!”

I held back a laugh until I felt his body relax beneath me, knowing that he had come. He sighed heavily, his eyes still shut for a moment while I stared down at him.

When he finally opened them, I playfully narrowed mine at him and put my hands on my hips.

“Did you seriously just yell outCrazy Boot Ladyas you came?”

Twenty-Two

Brody

“Not only did I call you Crazy Boot Lady, we totally forgot to use protection,” I answered with a heavy sigh, brushing a strand of hair out of her face as she lay beside me.

“I’m so sorry! I got lost in the moment and didn’t even think about it.” She chewed her nails nervously as she looked up at me. “But, if it makes you feel any better, I’m on birth control, and I just got checked at my annual check-up. Nothing to report other than a clean bill of health.”

“Before you, I hadn’t had sex in at least nine months. I’ve had a physical done since then and have nothing to report either.”

“Well, I’m glad that’s settled, but let’s get back to the Crazy Boot Lady thing,” she said, playfully poking me in the chest.

I grabbed her hand and pulled it across my body, tucking her in closer to my side.

“What?” I shrugged my shoulders. “I couldn’t remember your name and all I could think of was those crazy boots you were out trotting around in the snow in.”

“I do nottrot,” she corrected. “You make me sound like a turkey or something.”

“Well, in that case, let’s call it Thanksgiving. I’m ready for a feast.” I wiggled my eyebrows and attempted to slide down her body to get between her legs as she laughed and swatted at me.

“As fun as that sounds,” she said behind a yawn covered by her hand. “I don’t think I could stay awake if I tried. I got dicked good and hard, so now it’s time for sleep.”

“Since you’re laying on my arm and half of my naked body, does that mean I get to stay in your bed tonight? Or am I being banished back to the guestroom down the hall?”

“You can stay, but no funny business. I have a lot to do tomorrow and need all the rest I can get.”

“Nope, no funny business at all,” I agreed, feeling a weird sensation in my chest as I pulled the blankets up and covered her as she softly snored against me.

THE NEXT MORNING, Iwas pleasantly surprised when Jasmin suggested we shower together. She insisted that it was more time efficient and that we would save water, but I knew deep down she just wanted to see my dick in the broad daylight. I made sure to take my time cleaning up, stroking it from tip to base as she watched.

I was even more surprised when she got dressed for work and put on a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and tennis shoes. Gone were the crazy boots she wore that always worried me she would break an ankle in. But I had to admit; I liked this look on her as much as I enjoyed her wearing the tight leggings and low-cut tops.

She offered to take me by the automotive shop before heading to the mall, but I distracted her by asking to stop at Sugarplum Lattes first. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to fix whatever was wrong with my truck and get back to the ranch. It was that I didn’t want to go back without her. I found myself already falling for her in a way I never imagined was possible.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Jasmin asked as we carried armfuls of baskets into the mall after stopping by heroffice to drop off our coffee cups and the box of stuff she hadn’t gotten to last night.

“For the last time, yes. It’ll go faster with two people working on it, so just tell me what you want me to do.”

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