Spurs and Heels (11 page)
Authors: Heather Rainier
Tags: #Fiction, #Romance, #Western, #Erotica, #General
Chapter Nine
Ash was so tall, brawny, and rough, but there were parts of him that Juliana wanted to curl up into, or onto, as the case may be. His cock was bone-hard, thick, and intimidating but so silky on the outside. Her pussy should be clamoring in fear, but instead it was seeping her juices, pulsing for the feel of every ridge and vein, wanting him to fill her to overflowing.
Her cunt felt swollen, and her clit ached, wanting that lip-stretching glide that insured she’d come every time he entered her.
With Ash, she didn’t have to fantasize like she’d had to with Lawrence if she wanted to get off. She shivered, and her pussy throbbed when he groaned as she stroked his hard length with relish.
Smiling up at him, Juliana said, “If I was able, I’d use both hands on this glorious monster.” She would’ve played longer, but he placed his hands over hers to stop her.
“Let me rinse off, and it looks like I need to rinse you off,” he said with a chuckle, his knuckle rubbing against her soapy nipple. “Then let’s go to bed. We’ve got all night ahead of us and tomorrow night, as well. There’s no need to rush, and when I come,
after
you come two or three times, I want to be inside you.”
Oh, mama! Two or three times?
After drying off, Juliana padded into her bedroom and pulled back the covers on the bed. She lit candles around the room and turned off the lamp.
A shaky breath escaped when she felt strong arms slip around her from behind. She slid her hands over his forearms, and leaned back against him as his lips nuzzled under her ear. His body heat permeated
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the silk of her robe, and she could feel the stiffness of his erection through the towel wrapped around his hips. Playfully, she wiggled her derriere against him.
“Naughty girl.” Ash slid his hand into her robe, cupped her breast, and gently squeezed it, flicking her nipple.
Turning in his embrace, she stroked the short curls at the nape of his neck and asked, “Have you given any thought to how we’re going to accomplish this tonight? The top of the dresser worked admirably with me back on my elbows, but I won’t be able to do that on a soft surface. I’d like to make love to you in a little comfort.”
“How do you feel? Honestly.”
“My back isn’t twinging right now, and my wrist is good, too. I already changed the bandage on my finger,” she said, holding up the freshly wrapped digit. “If you’re asking if I’m up to it, the answer is yes.”
“Well, it looks like you’re going to have to mount up, cowgirl,” he said with a devilish grin. “And we’ll have to see where we go from there. We do have some other options.”
If he meant different, interesting positions, she was all on board for that. Lawrence’s repertoire had consisted of an all-the-lights-off-missionary position, in which she didn’t get off unless there was a lot of foreplay beforehand and a truly one-sided doggy style, all performed in silence except for a relieved masculine groan at the end.
If Lawrence asked if it was good for her, she always lied because she felt like unfulfilling sex was way better than no sex, especially if she had a battery-operated boyfriend and a shower massage to bridge the gaps.
“I lost you there for a few seconds. Where did you go?”
She pressed her cheek against his chest, sorry that he’d noticed her lapse. “I’m sorry, I was thinking…about other times.”
“Forget about him. Whatever he did for you, I can do better.”
“That’s just it. It was all pretty disappointing, Ash.” She drew him to her plush king-size bed. She shrugged the robe from her shoulders
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and allowed it to slide to the floor. He followed her as she climbed onto the bed, capturing her lips in a kiss that quickly grew more heated. He released her lips and feathered her hair through his fingertips, looking down at her in the dim lights.
“Well, then prepare to have your mind blown, darlin’. Come here to me.” Beckoning to her, Ash lay down in the center of her bed. “It seems unchivalrous to not make you come at least once lying down in comfort while I taste your sweet pussy again, but I promise to make it up to you,” he said with a sexy grin. “Come closer.”
She straddled his hips and settled over him.
“Come up higher, darlin’. You’re not taking me inside you until you’ve come at least once or twice. Higher, don’t be shy.” She straddled his biceps and chest, looking down at him and wondering what he planned to do. He chuckled and said, “Stay where you are, darlin’. I’ll come to you.” He shimmied down underneath her and wrapped his forearms around her thighs as his mouth lined up with her cunt.
Holy fuck!
He wanted her to sit on his face!
“No, Ash. I have a feeling I’ll be the one coming,” she murmured, her pussy clenching when she felt his hot breath there.
“Just lean on your headboard and relax. That’s all you have to do.”
His arms tightened, and he pulled her resisting thighs down.
Juliana yelped when she felt his hot mouth on her pussy lips, wondering if he’d be smothered down there.
“Are you sure about this?” she cried out when his tongue lapped at her slit greedily. His moustache was a ticklish torment.
“Damn, darlin’, sweet and creamy. Hell yes, I’m sure.”
Moaning as his tongue slid into her cunt, Juliana closed her eyes and rested her forearms on the headboard, trying to process the sensations. His breath was hot against her pussy, and soon she was panting and moaning his name.
Ash held her to him and stroked back and forth over her derriere and hips. Her pussy pulsed when he growled ravenously, and she
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creamed for him, responding to the primal sound. He suckled rhythmically on her clit, bringing her higher and higher, then backed off slightly right as she was about to go over the edge.
Moaning discontentedly, she could’ve sworn she heard him chuckle. Her hips undulated as he did it all over again, suckling gently on her clit with his mouth and tongue. This time he was unrelenting, pushing her until the orgasm washed over her, and she cried out euphorically.
He began the assault on her senses again. This time he pushed her even higher, denying her several times until she was in a frenzy.
When she couldn’t take it anymore and started begging for release, he gripped her hips hard and set to her clit again, tirelessly sucking on that erotic bundle of nerves. He flicked it with his tongue until she finally came with a burning intensity that was so powerful it was almost painful, wailing in absolute rapture. Juliana slumped over him, breathing hard. Beneath her, he stroked languorously, licking up her juices.
When he was done, she lifted up onto her knees, and he slid out from under her and helped her lay down on her side. She snuggled up to him as close as she could while he tenderly stroked her back.
“Ash, that was…”
“Did it feel good?”
“That’s like asking someone who lives on the sun if they find it warm there. That was intense and beautiful. Thank you.”
“Good, darlin’, so I won’t have to worry about you pining for dear old Larry while I’m making love to you?”
She giggled as she snuggled up to his chest again, licking playfully at his nipple. “No. There’s no comparison. I—um.”
Just say
it, Juliana.
“Hmmm?”
“I think you’re a very considerate lover.”
Chicken.
“You can tell me anything. Tell me your fantasies, and I’ll try to make them come true, darlin’.”
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Ash had known her only a couple of weeks. He’d probably think she was a flake if she told him she loved him this soon.
Grinning devilishly at him, she sat up and climbed astride his thighs. “Now you’re
mine
to toy with.” She slid her fingertips over the juncture of his hips and thighs. He groaned, thrusting his hard cock reflexively as her fingertips traced over his hipbones. She stroked his taut abdomen before trailing her fingers through the nest of crisp, tawny hairs around his cock and cupped and caressed his balls. Using her good hand, she gently grasped the base of his heavy erection and lifted it as she moved up higher on his legs, licking her lips.
A sexy smile spread on his handsome face as he guessed her intentions. “You’re a sweet, little thing aren’t you?”
“You think so?” she asked playfully.
The sight of Ash’s thick erection made her mouth water, especially once the pearly drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip. She applied the flat of her tongue to the head and slowly licked it clean, smiling at his heartfelt groan.
“Oh, fu-
uck
,” he moaned when she wet her lips and kissed the head, swirling the tip of her tongue around the sensitive ridge as she allowed the wide head to slip between her lips. His hips surged restlessly beneath her. She slid his cock into her mouth, tonguing him on the way in and sucking him on the way up.
“Yes, darlin’. Oh, damn.”
His hands drifted over her parted thighs as she slid her lips up and down over his cock until it bumped the back of her throat. He burrowed his fingers into her dripping wet slit and stroked a digit in and out of her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. She moaned on his cock, and he groaned in response at the vibration.
She mewed plaintively as he slipped two fingers into her wet passage and thrust in time with her movements over his cock, still stroking her clit mercilessly. She felt the orgasm build as she continued to rhythmically suckle his erection, loving every erotic inch
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of it. Her pussy muscles tensed around his fingers, and he growled in approval as he thrust harder and faster. She moaned in assent over his cock.
* * * *
“Oh, fuck, darlin’. Come for me.” Pressing his thumb firmly against her clit, Ash gritted his teeth, knowing they’d both come apart any second. Her mouth was heaven, but he wanted her to enjoy this to the fullest before he impaled every long, thick inch into her slippery cunt.
“Stop sucking, darlin’. Let go and just feel it.”
She released him with a pop and wailed in elation as she came hard on his fingers. Her lips were wide open, her face rapturous, and he watched her in awe. Slumping to her side, Juliana closed her eyes and panted hard.
Letting her catch her breath, he stroked her back before reaching for the box of condoms and the lubricant. He gritted his teeth, holding back his release as she trailed her fingers over his twitching cock. It roused her when she heard a foil package open, and she crawled back over him, grinning in sated bliss, stroking his balls while he sheathed his cock. He squeezed lubricant into his hand and stroked it over his cock then slid his fingers over her lips and into her cunt.
Lifting her astride him, he murmured, “Ready to ride, cowgirl?”
He palmed her breasts as she rose on her knees, bracing her good hand on his pectorals. He held his cock for her and hissed as her satiny, wet heat slipped around him, tightly engulfing him but denying him immediate entrance once again. He could feel her quiver and tense.
“Slow, darlin’,” he murmured as Juliana settled over him. “Take it slow. I’ve got you.” He stroked her hips as he moved against her in small strokes. Her breathing turned to panting as the head of his cock
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slid in a bit further. She flexed her hips as she came down, more of his cock gliding into her satiny heat.
“How is it, Ash?” she whispered, lowering her lips to his and undulating in that position.
He sighed and looked directly into her eyes. “It’s beautiful, darlin’, like heaven. Does it feel all right?” His cock pulsated, and he fought the need to thrust hard as she took a bit more of him.
She grinned sexily and chuckled. “I love how tightly you fill me.
You feel so hot. Oh, Ash!” she cried out as he thrust into her gently, seating several more inches inside her. Damn, she felt so good.
“Come here. Rest your arm for a minute,” he whispered, tugging her torso down on to his. Curled to him, her breasts pillowed against him felt nearly as good as her pussy did. “Mmm, I love feeling you lying on me like this. Relax baby and let me in.” She took a breath, and he could feel that she was making an effort to do as he asked.
She shuddered in pleasure as he kissed her forehead and squeezed her to him, careful of her stitches. He withdrew and thrust into her, repeating the slow movement, easing her adjustment to his size. He’d been in a hurry before, but now he took his time, taking her inch by sensual inch, her moisture coating his cock.
Resting her cheek on his chest, Juliana flexed her hips against his, purring as more and more of his cock slid inside. She swirled her hips over his cock in a circular motion, making him growl in pleasure.
“You have no idea how damn good that feels, darlin’.”
As she moved over him, he slid the rest of the way in until he was buried to the root. His cock wanted him to thrust hard, pummel into her silky depths, and erupt in release. That could happen later. Right now, he wanted to savor the moment like he hadn’t earlier, just feel the exquisite pleasure of being so deep inside her. He kissed her throat, grinning as she rose up over him. She looked majestic, seated astride him like that.
“Ash, your cock sends my whole body into orbit. Every time you move, it’s perfection.”
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“Why thank you, darlin’. You say the sweetest things.” He chuckled, guiding her hips as she swiveled over him, changing her movements every so often, making his cock thrust against her snug walls in a new way. Her head fell back on her shoulders as the new angle made the head of his cock move against her sweet spot. The pressure in his balls built as her movements became more wanton and forceful. Juliana, making love to him, was a magnificent sight. She was normally so in control, and to see her lose her inhibitions and be a part of her letting go was not something he took lightly.
He felt her pussy pulse, her muscles gripping him tighter. He clenched his jaw, holding on to his release until she’d found her own.
He angled his hips to more effectively thrust against her G-spot and simultaneously reached down to thumb her clit. She gasped harshly, and her breathing turned into urgent, high-pitched panting as he felt her pussy milk his cock. Her hips flexed against his and he thrust powerfully inside of her as another orgasm found her.
He gripped her hips hard as the tingling inevitability of his release shot down his spine. His cum burst from him in powerful jets as he roared in relief. He held her to him, thrusting as deeply as he could, his release pulsing in hot streams inside her. He caught her when she collapsed, sated, on top of him, shuddering in ecstasy.
He drew her hair back from her face so that he could caress her pink-tinged cheeks. She looked up at him and smiled blissfully, sifting her fingers through the hair on his chest.
“You feel so good inside me.” She snuggled as close as she could to him and her pussy muscles quivered on his dick with her movements, clasping him in her slick heat.
“I wish I could stay forever. I’m holding you all night.”
Once again, he had the feeling that she’d wanted to say something, but he didn’t want to push her, not now, not after what they’d experienced together. He learned from his mistakes. He lifted her chin with a fingertip and kissed her slowly. “I wish I didn’t have to move, but I need to take off the condom.”
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She allowed him to retreat from her snug pussy, albeit reluctantly, and curled on her side. When he returned, he settled down with his head on one of her pillows, getting a faint whiff of her floral scent.
She snuggled to him, with her head on his shoulder, settling with her cast on a pillow at his other side.
After a spontaneous yawn, she said, “I apologize now if I bop you with my cast later during my sleep. I hope I don’t hurt you.”
“You’ll do fine, darlin’. If you’re concerned, you can turn the other way, and I’ll spoon you. I want you to be comfortable.”
They stayed that way for a while, talking until she drifted off as he caressed her, running his fingers from her forearm, over her shoulder, up her throat, before stroking back down and starting over again.
Even in her sleep, she shuddered in pleasure at his touch, a soft smile on her lips.
He stayed that way for a while, watching her sleep. Her lips were pink-tinged with his kisses, and she felt so warm and tender, curled up to him under the covers and thick comforter together. He didn’t want to take a single moment of time they had together for granted.
The thought gave him pause when he thought over how his life had been before he met her. Brand new in the area, he was enjoying his work and making fast friendships amongst some of the ranch hands and enjoying the nightlife and entertainment the area offered.
He hadn’t been looking for a permanent relationship when he’d laid eyes on her across the room, but he knew his own mind and knew when he was looking at a good thing. Whether that “good thing”
realized it when love was looking her in the face or not was up for debate because she sure seemed to be fighting it hard.
His mom told him when he last spoke with her that if he’d found a good woman, he should fight hard to keep her and treat her like a queen once he had her.
That
, he could do.
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