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Isabella pounded the mattress with her fists. This man was taking her to places she’d never known possible and ruining other men for Isabella for the rest of her life.
Releasing her cherry from his lips, Bull pulled his face back and ran his tongue up and down her pussy. “You don’t cum until I say you do,” he ordered when the shaking in Isabella’s legs gave her away.
“You know I have a short fuse,” she panted.
Bull chuckled. “Yea, I love that about you.”
The madness continued for what felt like an eternity. Licking, sucking, and teasing her hungry, little pussy became Bull’s reward. He worked Isabella up to a frenzy numerous times then backed off and warned her not to climax. Then just when she least expected it, he pushed his thumb into her channel as deep as it would go and ordered her to cum for him a mere moment before focusing his tongue back on her clit.
As she was still vibrating with aftershocks, Bull covered her to position his cock at her opening. He pushed just the tip in and leaned over her back. “This is what you do to me,” he said into her ear. “I can’t help myself around you.”
“Oh, Dios, have mercy.”
“No mercy for you.” He pushed the rest of his length into her slowly, allowing Isabella’s body to accept his invasion. He’d primed her well and the exquisite wetness and warmth enveloping his dick bore testimony to that fact. Being inside Isabella was pure heaven. She was so tight Bull couldn’t stand it. He struggled to fight back the inevitable, not wanting to disappoint her by cumming too quickly. Being allowed to pleasure her at his leisure had Bull on the verge of a meltdown.
Isabella felt his pace slow. “Don’t fight it. Please. I need to feel you inside me.”
This time it was her who read his body and it was her who made the request. Bull moved in and out slowly, but the time was near. “Fuck!” he cried out his release, masking Isabella’s cries as they finished at the same moment, her clenching around his manhood while Bull shot his seed deep inside of her.
Afterward, Isabella lay beneath him. The man was so big she could barely breathe, but she wouldn’t have pushed him off if her life depended on it. “Don’t go,” she begged when he started to move.
“You’re going with me.” Bull slid off her back and pulled her up with him, lifting her into his arms.
“What are we doing?” she asked when he began to move away from the bed.
“Shower. I want to get dirty with you.”
Isabella smiled, more content than she’d ever been before.
“Wear something pretty, we’re going on a date.”
Benedict’s words thrilled her. Since she didn’t have to keep two identities separate, she sometimes called him Bull. Mostly, she called him…hers.
For the past three days, they’d been inseparable. He’d followed through on his promise, taking her to visit ranches and rodeos. “Tomorrow, we’ll go meet the McCoy’s at Tebow Ranch. You’ll really like them.”
“Oh, is this the Aron who sculpted Toro Roca?”
“Yes, it is.” Bull shook his head. “You know, that day by the spring seems like another lifetime.” He wrapped his arm around her. “I looked down there at you, sitting by those bubbling waters and wanted you so much.”
“You’ve got me.”
“Yes, I have.” Their nights had been amazing. Bull couldn’t reconcile in his mind the difference in his life now and what it was like before Isabella. He hadn’t been living, he’d been existing.
“Where are we going on our date?” She stood at the closet and stared at the small number of outfits she’d brought with her.
“I thought we’d stop by Hardbodies for a drink before I take you to my favorite restaurant.”
“Oh, good!” She pulled out an emerald green dress with a plunging neckline. “Will this do?”
“No. Too fancy.” He hung the dress back up, then kissed her pouty lips. “I’m a country boy. We’re going to a saloon and a Mexican restaurant. Wear a sexy sundress or something cool. And no underwear.”
“Okay.” She giggled as she hung the dress back up, then gave him a wicked look. “Your favorite food is Mexican?”
He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her over his head, high enough so he could fit his mouth over her pussy. After giving her a kiss through the panties she wore, he grinned. “Yep, I’m pretty partial to Mexican.”
“I’m glad.” As she slid back down his body, Isabella wrapped her arms around him. “Thank you for letting me stay with you, this time is so precious to me.”
“To me too.” Bull didn’t want to think about her leaving.
