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She felt a hand move into her hair and grip her head as she let her inner temptress loose to gorge on his aroused flesh like it was her last meal.

When she heard him growl her name she knew he was going to try and stop her from any more of this sensual torment
;
so she doubled down and gobbled him whole
,
over and over
,
feeling his meaty staff hit the back of her mouth again and again.

She knew the moment he crossed the bridge of no return and experienced immense satisfaction while she brought him on home with a devastating crescendo of groaning plunges accompanied by some deeply satisfying, wildly erotic suckling that taunted his climax and brought him to the boundaries of his control.

The trembling in his legs turned to sharp twitches as his hips bucked uncontrollably under her mouth while his hand remained anchored against her head encouraging her even further.

Shannon knew a moment of wild unrestrained abandon when the engorged cock in her mouth seemed to swell even bigger before a series of shuddering, throbbing pulses shot through his nervous system when he climaxed with a raw shout and an endless outpouring of his uniquely male essence falling against her tongue and down her throat.

Shannon was surprised at how turned on she was and by how delicious he tasted. Even after sucking him dry she continued to coo and purr in satisfaction all along his length
;
keeping at it until she had kissed and licked him to her hearts content before arranging his satisfied sex in perfect alignment on his stomach. He looked so, yummy laying there; chest heaving, eyes unfocused.

Maybe he hadn’t lost control but she had let him know who was boss
.
She
had the swollen lips and smug smile of someone who had just subjected her m
an to a serious oral plundering to prove it.

She didn’t know what to expect next and shrieked like a silly schoolgirl when Nick suddenly grabbed her and threw her down on the bed. Even with his just passed orgasm, he looked aroused and very, very dangerous. Shannon smiled.

“Legs up.” he growled getting immediate compliance from Shannon’s aroused body.
Mmmmm, the cowboy pirate
she thought as her magnificent husband-to-be recovered in the space of a heartbeat and took control.

His lack of
control
thrilled Shannon making her cry out when he reached between them and guided his still hard cock into her honeyed depths with a single mighty plunge that shook her to her core.

She pretty much lost all
sense of reality
right there and then
.
A
ll thoughts of dominating him
were
forgotten in the onslaught of his rough possession. It was thrilling and primal; with each thrust she went further into sensory overload as he thundered into her in blind passion.

Shannon’s
body, drawn tight as an archer’s bow, was on fire.  In her mind’s eye she recreated the way they were fused together with his powerful thighs spread wide as he thrust against her while she clutched her arms around his neck and head, fingers speared through his hair, her passion bruised lips placing moist opened mouth kisses with an awful lot of tongue all along his collarbone and neck, her thighs spread wide, legs wrapped firmly around his waist as he had commanded.

The strength in her arms where she was wrapped around his torso meant she was also wantonly rubbing her sensitized breasts a
gainst the fur mat of his chest.
S
he was
blown away
by the novel sensation of her taut, pulsing nipples detecting the thunderous pounding of his heart in his chest.  The thought was so erotically charged and the sensation so achingly powerful that Shannon realized she had molded herself to him in such a way that only a small part of her tailbone remained on the bed.  She just couldn’t get close enough; she wanted to be absorbed into him while he was staking a powerful and purely male claim inside her. A husky moan rumbled up from deep inside Shannon that reverberated
through
her core where she could feel the pulsing imprint of his throbbing staff.

Suddenly, Nick pushed his hands beneath her bottom and hauled her up against him as he sat back on his haunches with Shannon firmly crushed against the spread of his rock hard thighs.  From that delicious position with Shannon plastered against him, her sweet, sweet lips drawing love notes on his sensitized
neck
;
he used trembling hands to grip her
bottom
while he ground her against his straining pelvis.

Her wet heat
plus
the
sexy
clutch and release response to his presence deep inside her
,
all but melted Nick’s brain. 
My god, she was like liquid fire in his embrace setting off a primitive response over which he doubted he had any actual control. 

He thought that the way she had sucked him dry had been the sexiest and most erotic experience of his life. When she moaned in answer to the grinding commands of his bruising grip
and
moved
with a purely female undulation that caused her pert bottom to quiver in his grasp
, he knew he’d
probably have to amend that previous thought.

That was pretty much the tipping point for them both. Nick watched in fascination when Shannon arched back as a series of tsunami waves of shuddering orgasmic release shook her frame.  Inside her, pulse after throbbing pulse radiated along the part of him which was buried in her wet clutching heat until he felt his own powerful orgasm gather in a mighty charge of erotic flame shooting from the soles of his feet up along his spine, firing a full force volley of sensation in his brain as his essence burst forth within her while her spasming female muscles milked every last drop from him. 

With her head thrown back and her mouth gasping his name at the moment her orgasm hit, Nick had been propelled to another dimension of sensation.  That his name was all she could cry out in the deepest throes of a mind-blowing climax rocked his world.

Her body throbbed in delight in the aftermath of their explosive passion; she reveled in the primal force that had
rocked
them both. In that moment she felt fragile and vulnerable, so complete had been her response to him.  Even now after long minutes had passed, they were both struggling
to gasp air into their lungs.

She could feel his fingers on the flesh of her bottom where he’d held her
,
controlling the frenzied movements which had brought them both to an earth shattering completion.  She winced inwardly at the knowledge that she was probably going to see some bruising there.  She found this realization oddly thrilling even though being man handled was hardly her thing. 
Knowing
they had bo
th been overwhelmed and consumed
by a heat so intense as to make them both abandon any sense of decorum
,
was a sexy thought.  Very sexy indeed.

Much later, just before sleep overtook them, Shannon had a Scarlett O’Hara moment when she remembered that they had been engaged in serious talk earlier; and then all but fiddle-
d
ee-dee’d that realization away deciding she’d think about it all tomorrow.

Right now she just wanted to enjoy the cowboy pirate tycoon sleeping in her arms and let tomorrow take care of
itself
.

CHAPTER
THIRTY

Morning came all too soon as far as Shannon was concerned. Finding it relatively easy on a normal day to get up and start the day, she was currently struggling to rouse herself from comfortable slumber due in no small part she guessed to the heart-pounding love-making she and Nick had been enjoying the past couple of nights.

They’d been falling into sated, exhausted asleep together in the aftermath of their sexual escapades with the inevitable
,
late into the night replay
,
when one or the other roused and the desire between them ignited all over. She needed some sleep, real sleep and with that thought came fully awake with what could only be described as an impish, self-satisfied smirk plastered on her face as s
he considered that the incredibl
y erotic sensual feasts Nick had been subjecting her to were well worth whatever slumberous deprivation she was feeling.

He couldn’t be alone with her in the sam
e space for more than a minute
before he was trying to get into her panties. The great and powerful Nicholas Barrett couldn’t keep his hands off her and that thought meant her day was going to be simply fantastic. There was nothing like an ardent, sexy lover to balance things out
,
she thought.

Quietly stretching out the kinks Shannon did however acknowledge that sex or no sex she was overdue for a long, deep yoga wor
kout. Her body depended on the
regular tune-ups that the long, slow meditative movements offered. She reflected that she liked making love with Nick the same way she liked her yoga, deep and unhurried. Sheesh, Shannon thought. It was ridiculous how all thoughts eventually led back to him!

Gathering her hair into a knot Shannon paused to contemplate the man in the bed next to her. He was truly quite something she thought as her eyes drifted slowly over his sleeping body taking in the steady rise and fall of his chest and the way his morning stubble made him look earthy and untamed. With his eyes close
d
he looked deceivingly tranquil but she knew with even the slightest provocation she could have him fully awake with those mesmerizing
hazel
colored eyes of his sparking with the flames of an aroused, primitive male. She shivered at the thought.

Shannon sat back against the headboard and quietly watched him slumber on enjoying the quiet intimacy of the moment. This was the way it was going to be from here on out
,
she thought. There would be a lifetime ahead of them full of quiet intimate moments and for once she didn’t try to argue or find the flaw in the happily ever after scenario that invaded her thoughts.

They were heading off to Boston later that morning and as she had come to understand from the plans he was making, they’d be going in typical Barrett style.  This part may take some getting used to she knew; having lived a fairly modest and conservative life till now. But hells bells, the twinkling bauble on her left hand was anything but modest she smiled to herself.

Eventually, with her early morning reverie played out, Shannon realized she’d been creeping closer and closer to Nick’s sleeping form. A pink-toenailed foot was scant inches from
the
calf exposed by the sheet
which
only partially draped over his hulking body.

She couldn’t help herself, really.
The man was like her personal magnet.
If he was near, she had to be touching him. Some part of her physical body needed to be in contact with his at all times and right now it looked like her foot
was getting the signal to initiate a search for skin.

When she fleetingly skimmed the top of her foot along his muscular calf he stirred briefly but didn’t rouse any further. Turning on her side Shannon moved
a
tiny fraction closer, cautiously moving fingers
up and down the forearm flung on top of the bedding.

She closed her eyes and sighed deeply enjoying the barest of contact; allowing herself to float dreamily in contented peace. This was nice.

It was nice for about two minutes and then Nick, who hadn’t been as deeply asleep as she imagined, bolted upright flinging the sheet aside with a warning growl and reached for her.

“Good morning woman.” he grunted in her ear as he flipped her easily onto her belly before pulling her onto her knees while gently forcing her back down.

Caught off guard but hardly resisting, Shannon arched her back and wiggled her bare ass in his direction a second before he guided his hardened sex to the entrance of her body.

“Good morni…..oh
hhhhh
” she gasped out when he pushed inside her hungry sheath
,
surging deep and sure.

Another long, drawn out ‘
ahhhhhhhhh
’ followed as Shannon could do nothing but feel and listen as Nick grunted softly with each languid thrust into her heated, damp core. With each stroke of his enormous staff she fell a little deeper into the building maelstrom of primal awareness that his pumping hips was inviting.

She heard his groin slapping against her heated core, shuddered and got lost in the enormity of the response he was drawing from her. Heat coursed, wet creamy fluids flooded and dripped, groans mingled. And still the thrusting continued.

Nick couldn’t believe how hot and wet she was. He’d tried to do nothing when he’d felt her rubbing a foot against his leg in a sexy caress that wiped all rational thought from his brain but when his morning hard-on had responded ea
gerly to her innocent touches;
try as he might, there just wasn’t any way he could avoid the ravishment he was subjecting her to right now.

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