Page 22 of The Ranger Gets His Girl

She stared at him, her fingers on her lips. He was bigger than she thought, much bigger than her little toy back in her apartment. She glanced at his face, then back down at his dick.

He wrapped his fist around it and stroked up slowly. She gasped to see a bead of pre-cum on the tip. Past conversations with her roommate splintered through her mind, and she reached out a finger to spread it around.

He jumped at her touch, then she lifted her finger and sucked on it. Interesting. Salty but not too bad.

Mason groaned, then knelt to dig his wallet out of his pocket. He pulled out a condom and ripped it open. He slid it on with ease as he sat back down in the center of the couch.

She bit her lip, then straddled him again, pressing his dick against her clit and his stomach. She gasped as his hands settled on her ass again.

"That's it. Grind that clit on my dick, sunshine."

She lifted and came back down gently. She knew she was wet, had been wet since they'd first sat on the couch. But his hands dipped behind her, barely teasing her entrance with his thumb.

She arched her back, moving forward to grind and back on his thumb. Then she felt his lips find her nipple again.

"Oh God," she moaned, closing her eyes and moving faster on him. Then his hands moved to her ass and lifted her higher. His dick lined up and teased her even more than his thumb had.

She was aching as he pushed himself slowly into the heated core of her body. He released her nipple and leaned his head back.

She froze, clenching half on his cock, and snapped her eyes open to meet his. Her mouth was open in surprise. Then she took a deep breath and eased another inch inside.

She gripped him like a vise. She knew logically that he would fit, but the resistance was like a full sized zucchini going through a penne pasta noodle. She winced, then took a deep breath.

She could do this.

"You... ok?" he choked out, his hands squeezing her ass but not pressing her to move.

She bit her lip and nodded, frowning as she finally met his eyes and breathed deep and slow. "Yeah, give me a minute. It's been a while."

Like seven fucking years, and even then she wasn't sure it counted. Slowly, she sank down all the way, inch by inch until she took all of him. His cock seared her, burning like a brand. It was the most amazing, filling thing she'd ever felt.

Then he pulsed inside her, and she gasped, her fingers on his shoulders digging into him.

This was sex? What the hell had she been waiting for? She eased up, but this time when she sank down onto him, he flexed his hips up to meet her. Her mouth dropped as she moaned.

"Better... now?" he asked, pulsing again.

She nodded, whimpering. "Yeah. Let me just feel you."

Several beats of silence settled between them, and she focused on feeling him inside. He was so big, bigger than her tiny little dildo, which had never hurt. But he filled her, stretching her wider than she'd ever thought possible.

Experimentally, she rocked her hips forward and gasped. She held him tight, her straddle taking him deeper. Her clit hit his pubic bone, their bodies colliding in exactly the spot she needed him most.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and settled his hands back on her ass with a groan. She lifted, then lowered herself onto him again, the friction making her dig her nails into his shoulders and gasp.

He thrust up, making her gasp. Even though he was already all the way inside, the fullness intensified. He filled her completely.

He leaned forward and sucked her other nipple, rolling his tongue around it as his hands lifted her ass. Then he slowly pulled her back down. She trembled at his re-entry.

Deep, slow strokes shook her. She rode his cock, taking him deeper, wanting all of him. The tension built between her legs until she was lifting herself faster and faster.

She was wet and wild, a completely different side of her coming out as he drove her closer and closer to orgasm. He stretched her to the limit with each hard thrust.

He pistoned in and out, the slicking sound making her body arch into his. She grabbed the back of his head and twisted, wanting his mouth on her other nipple.

He hammered into her with a hot rush of pure need. Rough and gasping, she felt her entire body vibrate as her orgasm built. She teetered on the brink, then the storm swept her away.

She cried out and threw her head back as she came. Pleasure rocked through her in a soul-shattering orgasm that made white spots flicker behind her closed eyelids. Her toes curled as pleasure rippled through her.

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