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“It’s a not enough,” she said. “I want more.”
He chuckled. “Greedy, are you?”
She nodded, planted her hands on his chest and pushed him off her and onto his back.
Londyn rolled over, straddled his legs and searched the bedding.
“Looking for this?” Nash held up the little square packet.
Londyn snatched it from his hand, tore it open and rolled the condom over his shaft, all the way down to the base. She paused to fondle his balls before rising over him and easing herself onto him.
As his shaft filled her, the air left her lungs. She flung back her head and took all of him into her, his girth stretching her tight channel.
“Sweet Jesus,” he murmured. “You feel so damned good.”
“I never knew it could feel...” she rose up and lowered onto him again, “... like this.”
He let her set the pace for a few moments. Then he gripped her hips and lifted her off him. “I need to drive,” he said.
She rolled onto her back and opened her legs to him.
He came into her, thrusting hard and fast, again and again.
Londyn dug her heels into the sleeping bag and pushed upward, meeting his thrusts with ones of her own, forcing him deeper.
Fiery sensations rippled through her as she ascended to the very edge and launched into the stratosphere. Thunder boomed outside in the storm like a crescendo of her orgasm.
Nash dropped down on her, gathered her into his arms and thrust once more, his body going rigid.
For a long, crushing moment, he remained buried inside her, his cock pulsing against her channel.
When Nash rolled to the side, air rushed into Londyn’s lungs.
Thunder boomed again, rattling the tin roof.
A frightened whinny sounded from the stall beside them.
Londyn wanted to prolong their intimate connection longer. The mare might just be protesting about the frightening percussion of the storm outside. If Londyn just stayed where she was, the horse would grow calm.
When Butterscotch whinnied again, Londyn sighed.
“I’ll check on her.” Nash slid out of her and pushed to his feet.
“Let me,” Londyn said, scrambling to stand, her legs wobbling.
“We’ll do it together,” he said and opened the stall door.
“Naked?” Londyn peered around the open door.
“Someone would have to be crazy to be out in this storm.” He stepped out of the stall and held out his hand.
A flash of lightning made the overhead lights flicker and then remain on.
Feeling a little self-conscious and a whole lotta wicked, Londyn stepped out of the stall, naked as the day she was born, to stand beside Nash.
His body was gorgeous, the muscles toned and rippling with every movement.
She wanted to touch every inch of him.
