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rippling
chest muscles.
    Clint cupped a
breast. She moaned softly. Quickly, together, they unbuttoned her blouse,
giving him more access. Her bra fell away, an easy victim before their quest.
    “My god, you’re
beautiful. Your breasts are so exquisite,” he whispered, cupping one in each
hand and tapping the nipples with his thumbs.
    His words
enthralled her. His caresses sent a jolt of fire straight to her loins. “Not
too small? Most guys seem to prefer big tits.”
    “Perfection,” he
murmured, lowering his head.
    She looked down to
watch him surround her nipple, then felt a jolt of electricity as he began to
suckle. Her hands ruffled his thick black hair while she muttered
unintelligible sounds. Her body was no longer her own. There was only an urgent
demand for fulfillment. Her pussy throbbed with need. Her panties were already
sticky from her juices.
    Cascading her hair over
her face as if attempting to hide would make things easier, Cassie let her
thumbs pop open the buttons holding her jeans together. Determinedly, she
pulled the zipper down. She stood and he helped her step out of boots, jeans
and panties.
    He remained
kneeling before her. His gasp thrilled her. Only dimly could she see him
through the fall of her hair, but she felt his ragged breath as he covered her
mound. His fingers explored her heat. Would her rubbery legs give way? She
leaned into him for support.
    His tongue grazed
her clit. Her hips swayed under the onslaught. Her fingers tightened around his
head. His fingers, his tongue drove her to the brink. She rose on her toes and
arched against him driving his fingers and tongue deeper.
    “I’m coming,” she
squealed. “Oh god, yes.”
    And then her juices
spilled over. His mouth covered her. She felt him swallowing and purred his
name softly. Her muscles seemed like just so much loose powder.
    Keeping his mouth
in place, coaxing even more from her, he clasped her torso with both arms, or
she would have certainly fallen.
    She smoldered,
savoring his touch, his strength, and his protective instincts. Shattered, but
not lifeless, Cassie gradually came back to him. She traced his neck cord with
her tongue silently thanking him.
    “You are something
else, Cassidy O’Hanlon,” Clint groaned, his voice laced with awe.
    She chuckled. “Me? You’re
the one who made me fly among the stars. This horse stall may not be the most
romantic setting one could imagine, but it seems to be doing just fine.”
    “Uh huh. More than
fine.”
    “I do believe there
is some unfinished business though,” Cassie said, smiling as seductively as she
could. “We need to set you free,” she whispered, unbuckling his belt.
     
    - o -
     
    Gently, Clint laid
the beautiful trainer from Chicago on the thick straw-covered floor. He took
his time admiring her trim body. He’d been right. Her breasts were perfection,
large enough to fill a hand yet small enough to fit into his mouth. Her bare
pussy was one of the tiniest he’d ever seen. Its swollen lips remained wide
open from his tonguing. Its redness and scent attested to Cassie’s recent
orgasm and her anticipation of more. He gripped his cock and grinned a devious
smile. “I’m sure you’re used to a bit more luxury than this, but this will have
to do. There’s no time for waiting now.”
    “No, this will do. I’ll
probably have red blotches tomorrow, but that’s tomorrow and this is now. No
more waiting, please. Hurry. I need that big thing you’re holding in me. Protection?”
    Quickly, he reached
for his billfold and extracted the necessary preventive foil. Cassie looked
impatient watching through half closed eyelids as he roughly pulled the condom
over his rigid cock. If he’d ever been harder, he couldn’t recall such a time.
    He ran the tip of
his shaft up and down her wetness. Cassie grabbed his arms and pulled him
forward. Slowly, he penetrated her sex, feeling her moist heat enfold him.
    “You’re filling me,”
she moaned, not taking her