Page 23 of Stud Ranch

“You’re so fucking hot,” he ground out.

She hummed and her smile lit up her eyes as she sucked him in again. His length stiffened. His balls throbbed.

The occasional client asked to pleasure him, but he wasn’t usually in this position with a beautiful woman on her knees sucking his cock.

And damn, could the woman give head. Each sucking pull curled his toes. Hell, it curled his hair.

All of a sudden, he pictured her sucking Shaw this way.

“Fuck!” A pulse hit his system. His cock stretched deeper into her hot mouth, and she moaned around his length.

Confusion stole through his mind. He was pissed at Shaw. Wanted to show him just how to treat a lady—with his fists if necessary. But the idea that he’d been inside Sloane’s mouth, her pussy, had him biting back a roar of release.

“Stop. Love. I’m going to…”

Clearly she had no plan to listen to him and doubled her efforts. All he could do was go along for the ride.

Cradling her face, he brushed his thumbs over the corners of her lips as she took him again and again until his hips rocked up of their own accord.

When she took him into the back of her throat, he pressed his palm lightly over the back of her head, guiding her a fraction deeper.

“Ahh!” He came with a hard pulse. Cum shot into her mouth. She swallowed fast, which only primed him more. His eyes rolled back in his head on a mind-blowing orgasm.

When he regained his wits, he peeled his eyelids open to look down at her. Her eyes shone with a level of excitement that brought another growl to his lips.

Hooking his hands under her arms, he yanked her up his body and kissed her.

The flavor of his own release on her tongue only made it hotter.

She drew back. “Let me rinse my mouth—”

He cut her off with a deep pass of his tongue. She melted, and by the time he came up for air, he had her on her back on the sofa.

“Thank you for that.” His statement made her eyes widen.

“For sucking your cock?”

He dipped his head in a nod. “For sucking my cock. But taking is only half the pleasure to be had, as it seems you already know. So…” He lowered his lips to her throat. “Your turn.”

He stripped off every scrap of her clothes. Then, stretching out between her legs, he threw her ankles over his shoulders and buried his tongue in her.

“Dylan!” Her already soaking pussy flooded with juices, which he swirled his tongue through, gathering every drop.

“It feels so…” She broke off on a cry, fingers biting into his shoulders.

He dragged his tongue up and down her folds, tunneling until he found her soaked opening. Thrusting inside, he tongue-fucked her, lashing her inner walls and then pulling out to latch on to her hard clit.

She screamed his name. Rocking into his face, she took what she needed, and he was more than willing to give it.

What they started in the barn had been cut short. Her body didn’t forget where they left off, though. She quivered. Every cry grew rougher as he worked even harder to give her all the pleasure she deserved.

Using his thumbs, he parted her pussy wider and applied more pressure to her clit.

“Dy…lan!” Her hips hovered off the sofa and she went utterly still for a solid heartbeat.

Then bucked like crazy.

Lucky for her, he was damn good at taming things that bucked, and he rode it out, licking her clit through her strong orgasm.

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