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“Ready to move? Now, it’s time for some fun.”
She nodded, her dark hair falling over her shoulders in a thick curtain. I brushed some back so her pretty tits weren’t hidden.
Putting her weight on her hands, she lifted up, then lowered, finding a pace that worked. I took note of where she stopped–how deep inside I was–and made little strokes, then dropped. Circled. Ground her clit on me.
She felt so fucking good I wasn’t going to last. But this wasn’t about me. There was no fucking way I was going to nut early her first time. She was coming on my dick and I would follow. There was no alternative.
So I thought about horse hoof thrush and any other thing that would keep the cum in my balls for a little bit longer.
I set my hands on her hips, but let her continue. I slid one of them around so my thumb found her clit.
Her eyes widened. “Right there.”
I couldn’t help but grin. “Like that?”
She nodded.
“Come for me, kitten. Drip all over me.”
She began to move, keeping her clit in contact with my thumb. Faster and faster until–yes!
Her inner walls clenched and rippled as she cried out, her head thrown back.
Fuck, she was gorgeous. Wild, uninhibited.
This was the real Katherine Camden. Not the shy,quiet woman who’d rather be in the shadows than the sunshine.
I’d pulled her out of that spot and put her first. Put her in the center of my universe.
I saw her like no one else. And she’d let me. She’d given this to me, this piece of her.
I wouldn’t have cared if she wasn’t a virgin–hell, I hadn’t expected it. But it wasn’t about another guy’s dick getting in her. It was the fact that she trusted me enough to share this secret version of herself with me and only me.
Knowing that, I came, thrusting my hips up and into her. I groaned as spurt after spurt of cum filled her. Marking her as mine on the inside.
I hadn’t thought about a condom with her. I’d never not worn one before, always wanting that barrier, that assurance that whatever I had with a woman was temporary.
Now? I’d never use a condom again.
Fuck, yes. There was no going back now.
14
BRAY
Kitten was sprawledon top of me, soft and warm and naked, out cold. I’d flipped her over and fucked her again–my dick never went down after I came the first time. In fact, I never even pulled out, letting my cum seep out around where we were joined to wet the sheets.
I wasn’t sure if I should be proud that all the orgasms I gave her knocked her out or if she was just plain exhausted. When I heard a truck pull up, I carefully extracted myself from beneath her and climbed out of the bed.
“Bray,” she murmured, blinking her eyes open.
“It’s my brothers,” I told her. “You need to do anything with the horses?”
She shook her head against the pillow.
“Then rest.”
After the sneak attack by the fucker who broke her window, I didn’t think he’d just drive up now. I expected Buck and Zeb. Either way, I wanted Kitten to stay away. No way my younger brothers were going to see my girl looking well fucked. The way she was sprawled on her stomach, sheets rumpled and barely covering her, she was the picture of just that.
