Page 19 of The Cowboy's Close Quarters Claim

"Make it happen, O'Leary, or I'm going to knock you on the floor and take it from you."

Our eyes meet and we both laugh, but the levity is short-lived because we both love the power play and he knows I'm good formy word-- he found that out when he was too worried I hadn't healed enough yet to give me what I wanted.

"Do it, Gunner, make me come for you, baby."

Gunner

She looksdown at me and from where I'm kneeling between her thick thighs, the view is absolutely gorgeous. All soft, naked curves hard nipples, messy dark wheat-colored hair, and troubled expression as she fights to keep that sassy demeanor in place.

Then her features soften and I know she's giving in for me.

Clem's voice goes soft and low. The sweetness of surrender steals the sass from her as she lets me have full control.

"Please, Gunner, I need to come now."

I know good and well that my woman isn't shy about taking the reins, but there's a part of her that thrives on letting go for me when I'm in charge.

And when I hear her voice trembling like this, knowing she's trusting me with her vulnerability-- it does something to me.

It wakes up something primal that drives me to provide her with whatever she needs. Right now, that's the orgasm I promised her.

When I hear her asking so sweetly like I told her to, I can't keep either of us waiting any longer.

Keeping Clem pressed up against the wall, I get further between her legs so both of her knees are draped over my shoulders. Now she has to trust me to hold her up.

Her juices are dripping down my chin and it makes me want more.

I work her clit with my tongue while I barely manage to work a third finger inside her.

That's all it takes to send her spiraling over the edge. Her pussy clenches around my fingers so tight it has my cock straining for its turn.

The house echoes with the sound of Clementine's climax. I love hearing the unrestrained noises she makes when I'm making her lose her mind like this-- but I'll be adding sound proofing to our bedroom when we start our family.

When the last spasm of her body seems to have relaxed, I set her on her feet and get to mine. My knees are going to have rug burn from the carpet runner down the hall but they'll be battle scars I'll wear with pride.

"Nuh uh," I caution as Clem's hand slips around the root of my cock and she starts to sink to her knees. "I want you on your knees, darling, but not like that."

My hand connects to her bare ass with a loud smack that sounds like a dinner bell to my dick. The fucker can't get any harder, but it jumps with anticipation as I chase Clem up the stairs to the master suite.

Stopping inside the door to rid myself of the jeans and briefs that I was still wearing, I look up and see the prettiest little pink pussy winking at me from between her spread thighs as she kneels on the center of the bed and looks back at me with a grin that says "come and get it."

I am not a man who needs to be told twice.

"You keep looking at me like that and there's no way I'm gonna last, darlin'."

"Then stop admiring the view and get inside me, O'Leary."

The sound that leaves my chest is nothing short of feral.

Crawling onto the bed behind her, I push the tail of the flannel shirt up to give me a better view of Clem's luscious ass, and torture myself a little longer while I run my hands over thenarrow indention of her waist and along the swell of her hip before trailing a finger between her cheeks and sliding through the dampness leaking out of her.

Fuck, she's hot, and she's tight, and she's pressing back against the tip of my dick as I line up to her.

Then we both move, slamming bodies together in unison till I'm so deep inside her heat that I see stars.

"Baby, you gotta give me time to breathe before you move like that." I grunt the words out while I adjust to the feel of her around my shaft.

We've been at it for a couple of weeks now and I'm not sure I'm ever going to get used to the way Clem's body squeezes and pulses around me.

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