She leaned her head slightly to the right, looking at him sideways. What an incredible package of pure sexiness, she thought, not for the first time tonight. The dark beard, the ever-present brown cowboy hat, the strong features of his face. She couldn't see his eyes-those were concentrating on the road. How could he make driving so incredibly sexy? The right side of his cheek begged for her lips.
She faced forward again, willing herself to concentrate on the outside world. A black suburban was cruising thirty feet in front of them. Hmmm. A suburban. A big suburban. With a nice, big back seat. Oh the things she could do to him in that back seat... She unconsciously lifted her hand and ran it gently down her right breast. Her nipple was swollen, aching for his touch. She put her hand down.
"You okay? You're quiet tonight."
He startled her out of her thoughts. Thank goodness he couldn't read her mind.
"I'm fine. Just going over a presentation I've got to give tomorrow." Liar. That was weak.
He chuckled. "You and your finance world. I wouldn't have a clue as to what you'd be talking about."
"Nothing wrong with that. The world needs investment bankers, just like it needs cowboys." She turned to him and smiled, and got a shot of adrenaline when she saw he was looking at her, smiling back. Those eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes...
He turned his head forward again, giving her another great view of his profile. Her Victoria's Secret lace panties were soaked. It was time. If he turned her down again, she was done with him. And back to her toys. Not really what she wanted, but her raging flames of desire demanded satisfaction. She looked at the road again and determined they were about ten minutes from her apartment. That should be just enough time...
She unlatched the seatbelt and leaned toward him, aiming for the line where his beard met his cheek.
"What are you doing?! Put your seatbelt back..." he stopped when he felt her gentle kisses on his cheek. Her tongue swiped at his beard, and she buried her face in his neck, delivering slow, measured kisses down to his collar. "Uh...Renee..."
No stopping now. She unbuttoned his shirt, taking time to rub her hand against his hairy chest, even found one of his nipples.
He gasped. "I'm going to wreck my truck..."
She smiled against his shoulder. "No you won't. You're a great driver."
"Renee..."
She slipped her hand under his belt buckle, and was rewarded with the obvious effect she was having on him. He swatted her hand away. "Not there. Please. I will wreck."
She draped her arm across his chest, giving his left shoulder a gentle massage.
Aren't we home yet?!
She continued to bury kisses in his beard, then reached up and lapped at his earlobe.
"Jeez..." he breathed heavily.
She rubbed her cheek against his beard. A quick glance at the lump in his Levis told her everything she wanted to know. "Heath?"
He didn't answer, desperately trying to concentrate on the road.
"You're staying at my place tonight."
He nodded his head. "You don't know what you're in for, Renee. Are you sure?"
She giggled. "I love surprises."She settled back into her seat. Oh, yeah...
He closed the door and grabbed her by the waist, quickly turning her around and pinning her against the door. "You play dirty." He dropped his hat on the floor then used his beard to tickle her cheeks. She laughed and tried to push him back, but he wouldn't give. "Uh uh. We play my way now." His lips dragged across her neck, ending up on her right earlobe. He gently chewed on it while his hands were busy removing her blouse.
Renee was mesmerized. The wonderful feelings coursing through her body were welcome and long overdue. But he wouldn't let her move. He kept her pinned against the door. She felt her arms going up as he grabbed them and placed them over her head. She leaned her head back, eyes closed, and eagerly accepted his hungry kisses when he captured her mouth. He was a bit rough, almost biting her tongue as they dueled for dominance. She couldn't win. He had her completely. Still holding her hands above her head, he used his teeth to open the front latch of her bra, exposing her breasts completely. He easily slipped her wrists into one hand, keeping her arms up, while slowly planting tender kisses down her neck.
He continued down her chest, reaching his destination, putting as much of her left breast in his mouth as he could. His tongue rubbed hard against her nipple, and she let out a soft whimper. He feasted on her breasts for a while, slowly driving her insane with desire. She wanted to touch him so badly, but still he kept her pinned. The desire he was pulling out of her was like none she'd ever felt. Not even during her long term relationship. She thought she was going to go over the edge right there, before he even touched her below her waist.
Heath was burning with the same intensity. He let go of her hands and scooped her in his arms. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and met his mouth with an even hungrier passion. Her hands drew up and played with his beard while he carried her quickly and easily into her bedroom. Not even bothering to turn down the bed, they tumbled down together, fighting for who was going to be on top. He easily held her down.
"I told you, Renee. We're going to play this my way." It came out deep and a bit breathless. He went back to her breasts while relieving her of her bra and skirt. She tried to reach for his belt, but he would have none of it. His kisses slowly trailed down to her tummy while using one finger to dispense of the lacy underwear.
Renee was overwhelmed with the desire she felt for him. Somewhere in her brain she was a little agitated that he wouldn't let her touch him below the waist. He still had his jeans on, although judging from the look of it, she was sure he was mighty uncomfortable. She'd never been with someone who was so focused on her. His kisses, his hands, his beard, everything was coming together to drive her insane. She held on to his shoulders as he maintained his course of kisses downward.
Oh, no...he's not going to do that...
She tried to lift herself, to say something...but she found herself paralyzed with desire.
Not that!
And his mouth connected with her lips, thrusting his tongue inside her, tickling her clitoris. She became limp, completely at his mercy. Oh my God... he was working it for all he was worth, obviously well experienced with a woman's body. She'd never felt anything close to this before...his tongue...moving in and out...and she could feel it...just on the edge...that beautiful abyss he was about to push her over.
She grabbed his head as the waves began, letting out a deep, long moan. He seemed to know just what to do to extend it. Renee thought she was going to pass out as the waves of extreme pleasure began to die down. She was completely out of breath, hands on her side, chest heaving with the afterglow. Heath slowed down and became very gentle with his kisses again, moving back up on the bed to lay by her side.
He gently moved a strand of hair away from her face, allowing her a few moments to recover. Several minutes passed before her breathing calmed down. She opened her eyes to find him hovering over her face. Those wonderful blue eyes...
"I suppose you want me to say something cheesy like oh, I've never felt that way before..." she used a high pitched voice for the last seven words.
His smile grew wider. "I don't need to hear that. Your reactions tell me everything."
She looked at him with a new respect. "Are you going to let me play at all tonight?"
"I haven't decided." He winked at her as he leaned in for a kiss.
She took the opportunity to see if he'd let her get at his jeans. While maintaining the deep kissing she reached down for his belt, and got no resistance. She pulled her hands up his back, using her fingernails to lightly scratch. That got her a quick, soft moan from him. Her hands went back to his belt. She was determined to get his jeans off this time, and was a bit surprised when she felt his hand go down to assist her. Together they removed the jeans, and she finally got a peek at what she'd been fantasizing about for the past three months. Nice. Well equipped. He was swollen and ready to go, yet seemed to have all the patience in the world. It picked at her ego a bit that he could teach her a thing or two. She pulled on him gently and watched his eyes roll to the back of his head.
Hmm...all men have the same weakness...
She smiled a bit triumphantly as she thought she'd finally gained the upper hand on him. Her body was beginning to respond to him again, something she didn't expect. Her limit was usually once...but, then again, she'd never been with this cowboy before.
Heath went for her breasts again. His tongue did wonderful things to her nipples, things she hadn't felt in a long, long time. She kissed his chest while working on his swollen member, quickly getting to the point where she had to have him, to feel him inside her. Heath seemed to read her mind. His knee spread her legs apart and he got on top, but didn't enter her.
She offered herself up to him, still he wouldn't take it. He remained busy with the side of her neck, kissing, sucking, nipping gently. She scratched his back lightly, trying to pull him to her, but, again, he would have none of it. She remembered what he said...it was going to go his way...and relaxed. It was then that she was able to concentrate on all of the wonderful feelings going through her body. And it was then that he entered her. Quickly, solidly, with a single thrust. She grabbed his shoulders and took a deep breath. Not what she expected. Then, again, this whole night hadn't gone like she expected.
He filled her completely, and remained still. Pulling up a bit, he kissed her, and pulled up even more. Their intimate connection remained. "You okay?" he again brushed a strand of hair away from her face.
She responded by hugging him. "Oh, God, Heath. I'm more than okay."
He dropped down on her again to began stroking her. His breathing was changing, becoming shorter, more ragged. She moved her hips to meet his thrusts, and was rewarded by another soft groan from him. The strokes were getting faster...and she again found herself near the edge of the beautiful abyss. He took a deep breath and pumped her hard for several strokes. He was coming, she could feel it. Her own orgasm started, and together, they held on to each other with all they had, as the beauty of those precious waves of orgasm continued to roll over both of them. He finally became still, out of breath, and dropped to her left side. She felt him become limp, finally leaving her, as both of them recovered their breath. Heath rolled over on his back, opening his eyes, turning toward her. She was smiling at him.
"Oh. My. God." he let out in a low, deep voice, pulling her closer to him.
Sleep came quickly and sweetly for both of them...
She faced forward again, willing herself to concentrate on the outside world. A black suburban was cruising thirty feet in front of them. Hmmm. A suburban. A big suburban. With a nice, big back seat. Oh the things she could do to him in that back seat... She unconsciously lifted her hand and ran it gently down her right breast. Her nipple was swollen, aching for his touch. She put her hand down.
"You okay? You're quiet tonight."
He startled her out of her thoughts. Thank goodness he couldn't read her mind.
"I'm fine. Just going over a presentation I've got to give tomorrow." Liar. That was weak.
He chuckled. "You and your finance world. I wouldn't have a clue as to what you'd be talking about."
"Nothing wrong with that. The world needs investment bankers, just like it needs cowboys." She turned to him and smiled, and got a shot of adrenaline when she saw he was looking at her, smiling back. Those eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes...
He turned his head forward again, giving her another great view of his profile. Her Victoria's Secret lace panties were soaked. It was time. If he turned her down again, she was done with him. And back to her toys. Not really what she wanted, but her raging flames of desire demanded satisfaction. She looked at the road again and determined they were about ten minutes from her apartment. That should be just enough time...
She unlatched the seatbelt and leaned toward him, aiming for the line where his beard met his cheek.
"What are you doing?! Put your seatbelt back..." he stopped when he felt her gentle kisses on his cheek. Her tongue swiped at his beard, and she buried her face in his neck, delivering slow, measured kisses down to his collar. "Uh...Renee..."
No stopping now. She unbuttoned his shirt, taking time to rub her hand against his hairy chest, even found one of his nipples.
He gasped. "I'm going to wreck my truck..."
She smiled against his shoulder. "No you won't. You're a great driver."
"Renee..."
She slipped her hand under his belt buckle, and was rewarded with the obvious effect she was having on him. He swatted her hand away. "Not there. Please. I will wreck."
She draped her arm across his chest, giving his left shoulder a gentle massage.
Aren't we home yet?!
She continued to bury kisses in his beard, then reached up and lapped at his earlobe.
"Jeez..." he breathed heavily.
She rubbed her cheek against his beard. A quick glance at the lump in his Levis told her everything she wanted to know. "Heath?"
He didn't answer, desperately trying to concentrate on the road.
"You're staying at my place tonight."
He nodded his head. "You don't know what you're in for, Renee. Are you sure?"
She giggled. "I love surprises."She settled back into her seat. Oh, yeah...
He closed the door and grabbed her by the waist, quickly turning her around and pinning her against the door. "You play dirty." He dropped his hat on the floor then used his beard to tickle her cheeks. She laughed and tried to push him back, but he wouldn't give. "Uh uh. We play my way now." His lips dragged across her neck, ending up on her right earlobe. He gently chewed on it while his hands were busy removing her blouse.
Renee was mesmerized. The wonderful feelings coursing through her body were welcome and long overdue. But he wouldn't let her move. He kept her pinned against the door. She felt her arms going up as he grabbed them and placed them over her head. She leaned her head back, eyes closed, and eagerly accepted his hungry kisses when he captured her mouth. He was a bit rough, almost biting her tongue as they dueled for dominance. She couldn't win. He had her completely. Still holding her hands above her head, he used his teeth to open the front latch of her bra, exposing her breasts completely. He easily slipped her wrists into one hand, keeping her arms up, while slowly planting tender kisses down her neck.
He continued down her chest, reaching his destination, putting as much of her left breast in his mouth as he could. His tongue rubbed hard against her nipple, and she let out a soft whimper. He feasted on her breasts for a while, slowly driving her insane with desire. She wanted to touch him so badly, but still he kept her pinned. The desire he was pulling out of her was like none she'd ever felt. Not even during her long term relationship. She thought she was going to go over the edge right there, before he even touched her below her waist.
Heath was burning with the same intensity. He let go of her hands and scooped her in his arms. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and met his mouth with an even hungrier passion. Her hands drew up and played with his beard while he carried her quickly and easily into her bedroom. Not even bothering to turn down the bed, they tumbled down together, fighting for who was going to be on top. He easily held her down.
"I told you, Renee. We're going to play this my way." It came out deep and a bit breathless. He went back to her breasts while relieving her of her bra and skirt. She tried to reach for his belt, but he would have none of it. His kisses slowly trailed down to her tummy while using one finger to dispense of the lacy underwear.
Renee was overwhelmed with the desire she felt for him. Somewhere in her brain she was a little agitated that he wouldn't let her touch him below the waist. He still had his jeans on, although judging from the look of it, she was sure he was mighty uncomfortable. She'd never been with someone who was so focused on her. His kisses, his hands, his beard, everything was coming together to drive her insane. She held on to his shoulders as he maintained his course of kisses downward.
Oh, no...he's not going to do that...
She tried to lift herself, to say something...but she found herself paralyzed with desire.
Not that!
And his mouth connected with her lips, thrusting his tongue inside her, tickling her clitoris. She became limp, completely at his mercy. Oh my God... he was working it for all he was worth, obviously well experienced with a woman's body. She'd never felt anything close to this before...his tongue...moving in and out...and she could feel it...just on the edge...that beautiful abyss he was about to push her over.
She grabbed his head as the waves began, letting out a deep, long moan. He seemed to know just what to do to extend it. Renee thought she was going to pass out as the waves of extreme pleasure began to die down. She was completely out of breath, hands on her side, chest heaving with the afterglow. Heath slowed down and became very gentle with his kisses again, moving back up on the bed to lay by her side.
He gently moved a strand of hair away from her face, allowing her a few moments to recover. Several minutes passed before her breathing calmed down. She opened her eyes to find him hovering over her face. Those wonderful blue eyes...
"I suppose you want me to say something cheesy like oh, I've never felt that way before..." she used a high pitched voice for the last seven words.
His smile grew wider. "I don't need to hear that. Your reactions tell me everything."
She looked at him with a new respect. "Are you going to let me play at all tonight?"
"I haven't decided." He winked at her as he leaned in for a kiss.
She took the opportunity to see if he'd let her get at his jeans. While maintaining the deep kissing she reached down for his belt, and got no resistance. She pulled her hands up his back, using her fingernails to lightly scratch. That got her a quick, soft moan from him. Her hands went back to his belt. She was determined to get his jeans off this time, and was a bit surprised when she felt his hand go down to assist her. Together they removed the jeans, and she finally got a peek at what she'd been fantasizing about for the past three months. Nice. Well equipped. He was swollen and ready to go, yet seemed to have all the patience in the world. It picked at her ego a bit that he could teach her a thing or two. She pulled on him gently and watched his eyes roll to the back of his head.
Hmm...all men have the same weakness...
She smiled a bit triumphantly as she thought she'd finally gained the upper hand on him. Her body was beginning to respond to him again, something she didn't expect. Her limit was usually once...but, then again, she'd never been with this cowboy before.
Heath went for her breasts again. His tongue did wonderful things to her nipples, things she hadn't felt in a long, long time. She kissed his chest while working on his swollen member, quickly getting to the point where she had to have him, to feel him inside her. Heath seemed to read her mind. His knee spread her legs apart and he got on top, but didn't enter her.
She offered herself up to him, still he wouldn't take it. He remained busy with the side of her neck, kissing, sucking, nipping gently. She scratched his back lightly, trying to pull him to her, but, again, he would have none of it. She remembered what he said...it was going to go his way...and relaxed. It was then that she was able to concentrate on all of the wonderful feelings going through her body. And it was then that he entered her. Quickly, solidly, with a single thrust. She grabbed his shoulders and took a deep breath. Not what she expected. Then, again, this whole night hadn't gone like she expected.
He filled her completely, and remained still. Pulling up a bit, he kissed her, and pulled up even more. Their intimate connection remained. "You okay?" he again brushed a strand of hair away from her face.
She responded by hugging him. "Oh, God, Heath. I'm more than okay."
He dropped down on her again to began stroking her. His breathing was changing, becoming shorter, more ragged. She moved her hips to meet his thrusts, and was rewarded by another soft groan from him. The strokes were getting faster...and she again found herself near the edge of the beautiful abyss. He took a deep breath and pumped her hard for several strokes. He was coming, she could feel it. Her own orgasm started, and together, they held on to each other with all they had, as the beauty of those precious waves of orgasm continued to roll over both of them. He finally became still, out of breath, and dropped to her left side. She felt him become limp, finally leaving her, as both of them recovered their breath. Heath rolled over on his back, opening his eyes, turning toward her. She was smiling at him.
"Oh. My. God." he let out in a low, deep voice, pulling her closer to him.
Sleep came quickly and sweetly for both of them...
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