Texas Size Passion (A Cowboy's Heart Book 2) (14 page)

Chapter Twenty-Two

              Unable to keep the pace from speeding up rapidly, John’s strong hands started to move away from her tight ass once he was sure that her legs were tightly secured around his waist, and lifted them up in the direction of the buttons on the upper part of her dress.  The tips of his fingers started to slowly slip out the first few buttons of the red and maroon fabric free while his mouth found itself moving along at a quickened and passionate pace that her own lips were moving at.

             
This feels so right…Having Emily like this against the wall with her kissing me back with as much desire as I possess for her and moaning out for me…It is more than what I was expecting at first.

             
He had anticipated that she was not going to be so open to the idea of them having sex with one another in such a quick and frenzied manner. Beforehand, John had thought that she was wanting to move slowly into the idea of them having sex with each other in the privacy of the barn so that way they weren’t rushing about it.

             
It was a pleasant surprise to find her not only matching his quickened pace, but even pushing him to move about it a little faster. Her own urges for him to have her all to himself were very evident and there was no way that he could truly ignore them.

             
Getting the first four buttons undone, John pulled one of his hands away from the other buttons on the fabric, and slipped it slowly inside the upper part of her dress, letting his fingers dance across the soft, fair complexion of her midsection. His other hand moved back down the side of her body that it had come from, but slipped between her legs instead of resting on her ass, and begun to rub his palm against the crotch of her panties that were hiding and containing her tight vagina that was awaiting him.

             
His caresses were met with a moan coming out of her mouth and slipping into his that sounded more like a muffled, sharp gasp. Emily clung to his body a little more tightly upon finding how he was now holding onto her, and using his strong hands to cause her pleasure levels to rise even higher.

             
You are doing a very good job, John.
His conscience whispered to him, giving him support for the way he was going at.
Keep up with the speed, and you will be having sex with her very soon.

             
That was the idea he had planned beforehand. He wanted to do several different things in a fluid motion as to heighten her senses, and make her wet with sexual desires for him.

             
With his hand nestled on the crotch of her panties, John discovered them becoming really moist from the amount of arousal she was experiencing at that moment in time, giving him even more motivation to keep going at what he was doing to spice things up and to have her eating out of the palm of her hand.

             
He moved the hand that had been lightly touching her midsection in the direction of where one of her round, firm breasts was located, and slipped the tips of his fingers down inside of her bra, cupping one of her supple and round bosoms in the palm of it. His mouth found hers letting out another moan in his mouth from the warmth of his hand seeping out and rubbing against her breast with the movements he was making with his hand.

             
I believe it is time to kick things up a little bit more, and have the speed going much faster…We are not that far from the point of no return, and I plan to have us going head on into it.

             
Deciding to be daring and brazen with his next move, John stopped rubbing her crotch with the palm of his hand only to slid his fingers up and down the soft cotton fabric of the panties where her slit was located. He leaned his head back, breaking the kiss with her, and looked at her with a gaze that was dripping with pure animalistic desire shortly before his voice slipped out with a growl in it to match his strong needs for her.

             
“Are you ready, Emily?”

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              “Hell yes, I am ready!”

             
Emily didn’t mean to exclaim out like she did in her whisper of a tone, but she couldn’t help herself. The intense sensations that he was causing her to experience had begun wreaking havoc on her, and she couldn’t keep her emotions bottled up anymore.

             
“I want you so bad right now that my whole body is aching with need for yours.”

             
“Well…I won’t keep you waiting then.”

             
John’s husky, sensually dripping voice released a single statement in such a way that the walls of her vagina tightened up almost immediately. As short as it was, he made her need for him rise even more.

             
Emily proceeded to speak up when a gasp of shock and surprise left her mouth due to his hand that had been rubbing her slit through her panties to be grabbing a hold of the fabric, and giving them a hard yank while she was still up in the air. Her ears picked up on the faint sound of her underwear starting to rip at the seams, and alerted her of what was going on.

             
John’s strength in one hand alone was enough to rip the fabric of her panties, and cause the seams in them to give way.

             
Oh my…Is…Is he really doing it? Is he going to-

             
Before she could finish her thought, Emily received her answer in the form of his same hand giving another hard yank, and tearing her panties off of her lower body, completely. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before her eyes glanced out of a corner of them down to where her crotch was facing his.

             
Sure enough, her vagina was now bar and fully exposed with his hand holding the tattered remains of her underwear in his strong grip.

             
Oh my god! I had no idea how strong John is!

             
The visual of his hand clutching onto the torn, white cotton fabric that used to be her underwear sent her into a whirlwind of emotions. She felt amazed he was that strong, startled at how quickly he managed to do it, and exceptionally turned on at the power he possessed deep inside.

             
“Did you like that, Emily?”

             
John’s voice speaking to her in a coy, playful and alluring tone brought her focus back to his face in time to catch sight of a dark possessive side surfacing from beneath the prior expression that had been there. The way his piercing stare locked on her made her body clench from head to foot with her desire burning and moving at full strength while another emotion started to slip into the background: Concern.

             
What if he crosses the line and thinks that you belong to him now, Emily?
Her conscience whispered to her, anxiously.
Are you going to tolerate what he wishes to do to you or will you leave now before it is too late?

             
She found her inner voice’s statement to be wrong. There was no way that she could walk away from him at this point or any point. Even though it wouldn’t be that hard to do…She was in too deep and had an overwhelming desire for him that nothing could deter her from him, even if he took a possessive route with her.

             
With her eyes focused on his, a sensually dark smile danced across her face in his direction while she whispered to him in a voice that matched how she was feeling.

             
“I think that you have something else that I will…like even more.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

              No sooner had he heard Emily’s response to his question, John quickly discarded her underwear to the side, and moved his hand that had been holding onto them down to the zipper on his jeans.

             
“You are right about that, Emily.” He whispered. His voice slipped out with all of the passion and pleasure he had inside of him for her. “There is something else that I have that I am sure you will enjoy even more than what I just did for you.”

             
Slowly, several of his fingers grasped onto the handle of the zipper’s tiny handle, and begun to ease it down. Bumps danced all of her the skin of his body once the opening grew more larger, and allowed more air to come rushing inside of his jeans where his underwear could be seen with a very obvious hard-on pressing against the front of them.

             
His eyes didn’t have to look down to see how his lower half was appearing at the moment due to capturing Emily looking and trying to not show the intense shock she had from witnessing the purse size of his erect member wanting to come out of the fabric that was keeping it hidden.

             
Take a look at her face John…It is worth a thousand if not a million words.

             
His conscience’s playful tone in the simple statement it had made to him fueled a smirk to form across his face, faintly. He couldn’t keep himself from showing how much he relished in seeing her innocent amazement at the lower half of his body while also staring at it with an unbridled sexual need coming to her eyes.

             
She is already eating out of the palm of your hand…but now she is going to become nothing but complete putty once she feels your cock deep inside of the tight walls of her pussy.

             
His playful smirk transformed into a wick, sensual grin from the suggestion that was whispered to him by his conscience. The idea of her melting on the spot where she was at that exact moment only fueled his urge to have her completely to himself, and her be the one woman for him to home to that much more.

             
“Do you want to see what I have for you and only you, Emily?”

             
John couldn’t keep his secret desires for her to himself anymore. At this point, he wanted everyone and anyone in the nearby vicinity to know how much he had been craving Emily’s gorgeous and curvaceous frame like a heroin addict craves heroin. There wasn’t anything at the moment that could stop him from making this a night to remember for the two of them.

             
Keeping his focus on her like a hawk watching its prey, he watched her lifted her head up, and reveal a slight red color forming onto her fair complexion on her cheeks while her eyes revealed the bashful part of her rising up and out of the darkness. He flashed her a warm yet sensual smile instead of the wicked grin he had a few moments earlier while his ears listened to the sound of her sweet sounding voice coming out of her soft, pink lips.

             
“Y-Yes…” She replied. “I am ready to receive my gift that you have for me, John.” Emily kept her responses short, sweet and to the point while at the same time revealing all the emotions she had inside that matched his.

             
She looks so cute and hot when she starts showing her bashful side. I love seeing this side of her…It makes her inner beauty really come out and shine.

             
With his gaze fixated on the angel that had her legs around the sides of his waist, John reached down, took a hold of the waistband to his boxers, and started to lower them down enough to show her the ‘surprise’ that he had been waiting to give to her after his jeans had fell to the ground around his ankles.

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              Oh…my…GOD!

             
Emily gazed at the mere sight of John’s member standing fully erect with nothing to hide or hold it back in complete shock. She never thought that he would be so…blessed like he clearly was at that moment in front of her.

             
He is so…big! I never imagined he would be as huge as he is in front of my eyes right now!

             
“So…” John whispered, sensually. “What do you think of my gift for you, Emily?”

             
John’s deep, Texan accent dripping with the animalistic desire that burned deep within him snapped her out of the train of thought she had been on, and caused her eyes to lift up from where his long member was sticking straight out and just a few inches away from the entrance to her vagina.

             
Her eyes soon discovered his piercing gaze to be flooded with the very lusts that were making their home in his deep voice, and his tall, muscular physique to be burning with an obvious need to feel hers beneath his in a moment of unadulterated, passionate frenzy.