Page 27 of Beauden & Yelena

“Shit, Yelena. Fuck,” I groan at the feel.

Her tight ass walls have a vise grip on me. Her pussy is so fucking wet; it’s drowning my shit. I deliver deep slow strokes, filling her up.

She clasps my body and digs her nails into my back. “Please. Sl-slow, baby,” she whimpers then bites the side of her bottom lip. I lean in then lick that very spot before kissing her passionately. Our tongues dance as I steadily rock in and out of her.

“You’re mine now.” I mean every word.

I’ll do whatever I need to make sure she somehow stays on this ranch with me. I don’t want her to leave. She is mine and this is mine. She grips the sides of my face and kisses me so intensely.

“Beauden,” she utters softly and I plunge deeper inside of her. “Mmmm.” She drops her hands from my face to my wrists. She holds onto them tightly as I dig further into her. “Fuck, I’m about to…” she starts as her legs shake.

Her warm juices blanket my dick and the feeling is incredible. I can’t hold out much longer. I move my hands to her inner thighs and spread her legs a little wider then I plunge in deeper. “Damn, Yelena,” I growl as I feel my nut building. Trying to enjoy this good ass feeling, I slow down my strokes, but it doesn’t work. When she cums again and her warm juices smother my dick, my fucking leg buckles. “Fuck!” I groan as I fill the condom.

I collapse next to her and she immediately crawls on top of me. I drape an arm across her waist and leg and she snuggles into my body. As we catch our breaths, she traces circles on my chest.

“You can’t keep doing that to me.” She sighs.

“What, beautiful?”

“Having me so caught up and hypnotized that I forget all about reality. After today and what you just did to my body, I will say yes to anything.”

“And what’s wrong with saying yes to me?”

After raiding her head, she stares into my eyes. “It was in the moment. As wonderful and easy as it sounds, it’s not reality. We were caught up in each other.”

“I know exactly what I said because I mean it.”

“You don’t know me and I don’t know you. It’s crazy and it doesn’t make sense.”

“What do you want to know about me? I’m an open book.”

“Stop simplifying this. Ugh. I have a condo and a job in Orlando. My parents are there and you are here. On a ranch. What would I do on a ranch?”

“Be my lady and be with me.”

“There you go, making it simple again.”

“I like simple. I lived in the complicated in my past; I don’t like it there. I like it here and I want you here with me. We can get to know each other better and make this shit work. We aren’t this great together for nothing.”

“Great sex is one thing; a relationship is another.”

“It’s more than great sex and you know that shit. I see how you look at me,” I say then pinch her chin. “You don’t feel nothing else?” I ask as I stare into her eyes.

She casts her eyes down then looks up at me. “Beauden, how can?—”

“Answer my question, Yelena,” I demand, cutting her off before she gives me another excuse.

“I do,” she finally admits. “But it’s only been a few days.”

“How long were you with your last nigga?” I ask.

“Two and a half years.”

“And where is his ass now?”

“I don’t know. We ended on bad terms and I cut off all contact. We weren’t meant to be.”

“And it took you two and a half years to figure that shit out?” I ask and she raises her eyebrows. She knows exactly where I’m going with this. “Time doesn’t mean shit. Stop focusing on the number of days we’ve known each other.”

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