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He had a large cock, but she managed to take all of him inside of her mouth. The head of his dick hit against the back of her throat. She bobbed over him, concentrating on licking and sucking as she massaged his balls.

“Heaven help me.” His breathing quickened. His fingers tightened on her shoulders. He groaned out the words. “I’m going to come.”

She increased her efforts licking the length of him, pumping him with her hand. Faster and faster. She thought she was prepared for the explosion, but when his hot seed hit the back of her throat she nearly fell over. She grabbed his taut ass and sucked hard, swallowing fast, but not fast enough. His fluids dribbled out the corner of her mouth.

She licked him clean, and then swallowed the liquid left in her mouth.

“So, cowboy, was it good for you?”

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“Good? Not quite.”

“Oh really? You have a complaint?" She leaned back on her heels and looked up into his eyes.

He never took his eyes off of her as he kicked off his pants. He leaned over and scooped her up in his arms. “You were incredible.”

“Glad you shut up and let me have my way with you?”

“Mmm hmm. I'll probably regret this later, but right now, I don’t give a shit.” He carried her into her office, swept her desk clear of everything.

He laid her out on the desk and stared down at her for a moment.

"Are you sure, Angie?"

She couldn’t wait to feel his cock inside of her. "I've never been surer of anything in my life. Hurry."

He nipped and nibbled at her ear and the sensitive spot under her ear until she couldn't stop squirming. Her hips lifted off the desk top.

"Jesse, please. Get me out of these clothes. I need to feel you.” Jesse obliged by sliding her dance shoes off her feet. Next came her skin-tight jeans and last he tugged her tiny wet panties down her legs.

Everything landed in a pile next to her desk.

He slid a finger between her feminine lips and she groaned. "God, Jesse." Her legs fell open and he slipped a second finger inside her.

He pressed his fingers up against her clit and she gasped. His thumb rubbed over her clit.

She tightened her internal muscles around his fingers trying to hold them in place. She was going to come. Jesse must have guessed how close she was to a climax because he stroked her clit. Once.

Twice. "Oh, God..."

The moment her climax began, Jesse pulled his fingers out and pressed his cock home. She couldn't stifle the groan. He was so large and hot. He pulled back and slammed home again pressing deeper.

One more shove and he was as deep as he could go. His fully engorged cock took up every inch of room inside of her. He felt so much larger than she when she'd sucked him off.

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She tossed her head from side to side moaning helplessly.

She groaned, “Oh God, Jesse. Yes—yes—yes!” The delicious friction of his cock inside of her made her even wilder. Wanting only one thing. Sex. To be fucked by him. Every stroke left her wanting more. He seemed to know what she needed and drove her higher. He nipped her ear and licked her lips before dropping his mouth over hers.

She'd died and gone to heaven.

He grabbed her bottom and tipped her up so he could get even deeper.

She couldn't catch her breath.

His hands found their way to her breasts. Her fitted t-shirt didn't seem to hinder him in any way. He tempted and teased her nipples into hard peaks. Her senses were shattered and she couldn't concentrate on any one place. His hands and cock were everywhere.

Filling her, teasing her, driving her to the brink.

He was so fucking big. When she'd sucked him off, she'd been afraid she wouldn't be able to take all of him. But, she'd done it. She'd taken him to the hilt. His balls banged against her ass.

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Uncontrollable shivers racked her body, and she squeezed her legs around his butt as tight as she could. One hard thrust hit her in just the right spot. "Ohhhh," she cried out and plunged into the hardest orgasm she'd ever experienced.

They had just crossed the line from friends to lovers, and there was no going back.

Thank God for the pill.

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The silence of the truck cab was broken by Luke. “You look like a man with something on your mind.” Luke took a sideways glance at Jesse. “Did that woman, Lydia, get under your skin?”

“Nah, nothing like that.” Jesse’s white knuckles gripped the steering wheel tighter as he bounced along the dirt road bordering his land. It irritated him that Luke could figure him out so easily. Okay, he wasn’t his usual talkative self, but he did have someone on his mind and it sure as hell wasn't Lydia. He couldn’t get Angela out of his thoughts. “But it is woman trouble.”

Why did Luke have to be so perceptive?

He shouldn’t be talking about it, but he needed to get this off his chest. It was driving him crazy to not talk about his dilemma, but he had made a promise to Angela not to talk to the people most important in his life. Her brother in particular. Luke was a friend, too.

He wouldn't blab. He never had before. Why would he start now?

“That figures. Women are always trouble if you ask me.”

“No arguments there.” Both men laughed.

“Can you keep a secret?” Jesse asked his passenger. Luke was his foreman and if he wanted to keep his position, he'd keep his mouth shut. Jesse wanted to spill his guts to his best friend Beau, but when the topic was about Angela, he couldn’t.

“Yeah, what’s up?” Luke responded.

“I think I may have royally screwed up.” Jesse’s voice caught in his throat. He wasn’t sure how much he should tell Luke. Beau was just as good a friend to him as he was. “Beau and I have been friends for years, and I’ve never let a woman come between us before, but…”

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“But what?”

“It’s Angela.”

“No shit. His sister?”

“Yeah. She and I hooked up. It was kind of by accident. One thing led to another, and now I don’t know quite what to do.” Jesse pulled to a stop in front of a break in the fence. Something big had pushed right through the barbed wire. Rustlers could have cut the wire, but with only one missing cow, he didn’t think he should be worrying about rustlers. “Damn, the hole is bigger than I thought.”

Both men exited the vehicle and got their tools from the back of the truck to patch the fence.

Luke pointed to the tracks on the ground. “I think we have a pack of rogue wolves on our hands. Just like you thought. I’ll put a call in to the Fish and Game Department. Maybe they can do something about the pack.”

“I can only hope. At least one of my problems will be solved.”

“Ah, you’re making a bigger thing out of this Angela thing than it is. Just tell Beau you want to date her. I am sure he’d understand.”

Jesse swallowed hard. “It’s not that simple.”

“With women, nothing’s simple.” Luke laughed.

“You’re telling me!” Jesse gave an exasperated sigh. “She doesn’t want me to talk to Beau because she wants our relationship to remain a secret. I told her it was over between me and Lydia, but she doesn’t believe me. She wants to be the other woman. She thinks this is just an affair. One last fling before I tie the knot.”

“Then just straighten it out with her.” Luke began to cut away the broken wire.

“Damn if I could, I would, but I don’t think she’d be attracted to me anymore. She wants to feel the thrill of being the other woman.”

Luke shook his head in disapproval. “The truth’s got to come out sometime.”

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“Yeah, I’m afraid you might be right.” Jesse wasn’t looking forward to the truth getting out. He didn’t want to have to choose between his best friend and Angela.

* * * *

He'd spilled his guts to Luke. Now he'd had time to think about what he'd done, Jesse was pretty sure he should have kept his damned mouth shut. Yet he had never been good at keeping secrets.

On the other hand, Jesse was afraid the secret affair added to the excitement of their relationship. Angela seemed to be reveling in the fact she was the other woman. Until she was ready, he would try to keep the whole thing under wraps.

Jesse Burke had been raised to be a gentleman. He checked out the street. Empty. Good. No problem.

He slid the key into the lock, twisted it and slipped through the door. He shut and locked it.

Jesse wasn’t surprised to find the main studio empty. In fact, he’d have been shocked to find anyone there at this time of day. Regular classes didn’t start until nine in the morning. At seven a.m., most of the town was still in bed.

Three weeks of salsa lessons made his trek across the scarred oak flooring a silent journey. Angela had told him many times over he was her best student, and Jesse was beginning to believe her. It helped to have Angela for a teacher. No matter what dance they did, she was grace itself. She was born to dance.

He stopped in the doorway to the smaller dance studio he and Angela used three times a week. The curtains were closed tight as always, and the twinkle lights hidden around the room behind the crown molding glistened off the ceiling and the wall-sized mirror.

Jesse’s eyes settled on the brass pole in the center of the room. His jaw dropped when he realized other than a pair of stilettos Angela was nude. Her body wrapped around the pole limber as a snake. Her Ebook piracy is stealing. It is a federal offense.

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golden-creamy skin shimmered. She must have been working out for quite some time while waiting for him to arrive.

“Hi, Jesse…how’s tricks?”

God, her sexy, husky voice turned him into a lust driven beast. It wasn’t a new sensation. It had been happening to him constantly for the past three weeks, and every morning when he walked in and saw her, her sweet beauty knocked him on his ass.

“Great,” he answered, opening the buttons on his shirt. “What about you, darlin’?”

Angela grinned and opened her legs to show the glistening lips of her sex. “Mmmm, I’m fine. Wanting you, waiting for you. You're late this morning. I figured you'd had enough and wouldn't be coming any more. No pun intended.”

His shirt fluttered to the floor. “Honey, I wouldn’t miss these lessons for the world.”

“Sorry, Jess. No time for a lesson this morning.”

“What!”

Angela chuckled. “Don’t worry, we have time for
that
.”

Jesse hopped on one foot, working at removing a boot. “Thank God. I’ve got a hard-on big enough to choke a horse.”

Angela rubbed her mound against the brass pole. Her actions made Jesse's hard-on even harder.

Jesse jumped around struggled to get his second boot off, so it took him a while to realize Angela didn’t look too happy. Her pretty pink lips pouted. Her velvet-black eyes shimmered. Oh hell. He hated it when a woman cried. Had he said or done something wrong?

Before Jesse could question her, Angela smiled, and the worry flew out his brain. His penis was now in charge of his body. The faster testosterone flowed through his veins, the harder Jesse found it to concentrate.

* * * *

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Angela giggled as her sweat-slicked hands slipped on the brass pole. Only four foot from a massive wall-to-wall mirror, the pole stood boldly making Angela the main feature of the room.

Angela swore she'd only sleep with Jesse once. One time should have been enough, but Jesse proved to be too sexy, and she couldn't seem to call off the affair.

The more she had of him, the more she wanted. Now after dancing day after day in his arms, no other man but Jesse could light the flames of her desire. No other man would be able to fulfill her fantasies.

A broad, work-roughed hand clasped her hands and tightened her grip on the pole. “Hold on, darlin’. You’re slidin’ too low. Stand up straight and tall.”

“Mmm, I am,” Angela muttered. "I can't help it if I'm so short."

Even with stilettos on, she was barely over five foot tall, making her a whole lot shorter than Jesse.

Angela’s breasts ached to be touched. Her nipples screamed to be licked. Moisture trickled from her vagina and ran down the inside of her thigh. The slick fluid did nothing to cool down her hot body. She wanted him now.

Another broad hand roamed down Angela’s bare back and cupped her bottom before smoothing her hip and then wrapping around her rib cage just under her breasts.

“God, you are so delicious, Angie. I wonder why I never realized how beautiful you grew up to be." His hot, nude body pressed against hers, and his thick, long cock pushed against her bottom. “I’ve got to have you, honey.”

“Do it now.” Angela whimpered. “Fuck me.” Angela’s insides quaked. She wanted him so much.

“Slow down, darlin’. I want you to savor everything. You’re going to feel every inch of me.” His lips closed on her ear, and his heated breath tickled.

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He rubbed his cock between her bottom cheeks, and Angela moaned. He was right. The musky scent of sex infiltrated her nostrils.