Page 19 of Belonging to the Rancher

There was no way she could think, only feel. He felt so good.

Whenever Axe touched her, there was no way for her to stop the pleasure, or to control it. It was just instant hits of pleasure and need.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, growling the words against her pussy.

“Please,” she said.

She didn’t know how long she was going to last, but then he did this thing with his tongue and fingers, and the buildup to her release took her straight over the edge, and she screamed his name. The orgasm was instant, and left her shaking.

At some point, Axe stopped licking her pussy and instead stroked and teased her clit, before lifting her up onto the counter in the kitchen. She didn’t have time to think, not that she needed it, as he replaced his fingers with his impressive cock, filling her.

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Axe had spent many nights dreaming of being with his woman, enjoying a late-night hot chocolate, a roaring fire, and being naked.

He was sitting in his chair, Clarissa between this thighs, and a blanket thrown across her body. They had just made love in front of the fire.

The snow was thick on the ground, and he’d called his ranch hands and told them to stay home. He spent the day checking on the cattle and going over the fences, before returning home to find Clarissa.

Work never stopped, but it did slow down for him in the winter. His men always appreciated the break, and he didn’t force them to travel in terrible conditions. The cattle were brought close to his home, currently housed in the barns. He’d go and check on them regularly. This is what he always did when the weather got too bad.

“We’re going to need to put a tree up soon,” she said.

Christmas wasn’t far away, and Axe couldn’t believe how the days, weeks, and months had all merged together. He wasn’t sure how long he and Clarissa had been enjoying each other.

“I’ll grab everything we need,” he said, stroking the back of her neck.

She let out a little moan. “I love Christmas.”

Axe didn’t say anything. It had been a long time since he enjoyed a Christmas.

She tilted her head back. “Do you?”

“I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy this Christmas.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips.

She moaned and he loved when she did that. He also loved when she reached behind him, gripping the back of his neck, prolonging the kiss.

She loosened her hold on him after a few minutes, and his cock was already hard as rock. It seemed Clarissa had that affect on him, and he just couldn’t help it.

“I want to try something,” she said, pulling the blanket from her body.

Seeing her naked back, curving out to her impressive ass, he was intrigued, especially as she spun toward him and placed her hands on his knees. She ran her hands up and down his thighs with her gaze on him. He watched her, not exactly sure what she wanted, and he waited for her.

There she went again, nibbling the corner of her mouth, and it was so tempting, he wanted to reach out and ask her what her dirty little mind was thinking about.

“I love it when your mouth is on me. I love feeling your tongue.” Her gaze slowly traveled down his body, and landed right where his cock was.

“You want to suck my cock?” he asked.

She nodded and he saw the blush staining her cheeks. “And lick, and I want to give you as good a time as you give me.”

He didn’t think it was possible for her blush to go any deeper, but it did, and he couldn’t help but smile. There was no way he was going to turn down her wrapping those precious lips around his dick. He hadn’t pushed Clarissa to try anything she didn’t want to. Her inexperience was sweet, but he wanted her to enjoy his touch.

“Okay,” he said. “Just … don’t bite me.”

She smiled at him. “I’ll try not to.”

He loved it when she teased like this.

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