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“More?” I asked as I continued to fuck her with just the tip.
“More.”
Grabbing the lube, I dripped some onto where we were joined, then slid in more. Slowly, slowly, further, further.
“Beau, Beau, oh, oh!”
I stilled, then slowly pulled back until I was caught inside her tight entrance.
She was so slick, I pushed back in easily, taking her further.
And further.
She lifted her hips slightly and pushed back and–
“FUCK!” I growled. She’d fucked herself onto me all the way. I was gonna come. Holy shit, I wasn’t going to last just from looking at her ass stretched so wide around me, my dick buried completely.
“Beau, please, I need you to move.”
She needed to come, and first. And soon.
With my free hand, I reached between her and the pillow and found her clit. It was so hard that I slid it between two of my fingers and stroked it as I began to fuck my woman.
All the way back, then all the way in. A little faster each time until she was moaning and crying out my name. I knew she was about to come because her ass clamped down around the base of my dick, practically strangling it.
Then she came, screaming my name as she shuddered, writhed and fucked herself onto me as I held myself deep in her.
There was no chance in hell I could hold off any longer. I came, my balls drawing up and cum spurted deep inside her. I growled. Hissed. Shouted. I had no idea what I did as I unloaded all the cum I had into my woman because I went blind. My brain shortcircuited.
Only when she slumped over the pillow, replete did I drop to my forearms and press her gently into the bed. Felt her warm and soft beneath me. Covered her and protected her beneath me as I slowly began to soften.
Or soften enough so I could easily slip from her. Eventually. Someday.
Maybe never.
18
LAINEY
Three weeks later,Pops was home and driving Ma up the wall. He was supposed to rest, but he was a stubborn one. He and Ma were arguing in the kitchen over him going and helping Buck in the stable.
“I know where you get your contrariness from,” Beau murmured in my ear as we sat at the kitchen table with our mugs of coffee. The two of us were going to work with Buck no matter who won my parents’ argument. Buck was already at the morning chores, but we’d slept in–and had sex–before coming over.
Ma was going to win. Pops knew it but it was clear he had to try and put his foot down.
Yeah, I was just like him.
Since Beau slipped a ring on my finger and Pops was discharged from the hospital, we’d gone to Bozeman and emptied out Beau’s apartment. He hadn’t been kidding when he said he didn’t have much in the place. It had taken only one trip in his pickup to move him in with me.
Since then, it’d been… amazing.
I wasn’t talking about the sex, which was insane. If anal was pushing boundaries, then we kept right on pushing them after that. I blushed just thinking about what we’d done the night before.
The front door slammed shut and Colt shouted, “I can hear you fighting from my truck.”
Ma and Pops went silent and I couldn’t help but grin.
Colt came into the kitchen, saw us at the table. “Thought you two would be here.”
