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her ass. The weight of him pressing down on her left her short of
breath. But it was exciting, and the longing to have him inside her reached a
fever pitch as he ground the rough fabric of his coarse denim crotch into her
tenderness.
    She grabbed and tore at the
fastening of his jeans. She needed his cock inside her. She couldn’t take any
more of the sheer delirium of their foreplay.
    “You want this?” he asked,
reaching down to extract his cock from his pants.
    Baylor looked down and saw his
huge, smooth cock glistening just outside the zippered opening of his pants. It
was large and thick, and she gulped back a sudden panic that began to form in
her stomach. The thought that it might hurt for him to enter her petite body
did cross her mind.
    But then, as if reading her
mind, he said, “I won’t hurt you.”
    She looked up into his eyes and
a sudden reassurance in his face surprised her. He cared for her, wanted to
make this right.
    He seemed to be waiting for
something. Her trust. She nodded. Words would not
come. She swallowed and opened herself to him.
    He rolled off her and onto his
back. “You’re in control here. If it hurts you, we’ll take it slow.”
    Baylor rose up on her knees,
straddling him. The tip of his cock barely touched the folds of her pussy. She
quivered with nervous anticipation as she delicately began to lower herself
down on the throbbing shaft. He filled her every inch and it was as if the
fullness inside her could be no more, but when she looked down, only half of
his length was inside.
    Her legs shook with the effort
it took to hold herself there, suspended over him. Almost
afraid to move.
    She gazed into his eyes,
silently pleading for his help. “Wyatt…I can’t.”
     
    ****
     
    Her lower lip trembled, so Wyatt
slowly leaned up onto his elbows. He captured that lip between his teeth and gave
her a gentle nibble.
    He shifted her so they were
sitting face-to-face. Her legs straddled his waist and he reached down,
grabbing the base of his cock to hold it steady. They began to rock back and
forth in an ebullient rhythm, each sway of their dance taking him a bit deeper
inside the sleek walls of her pussy.
    All the while he kissed her
deeply and ran his hands up and down her back, gently but persistently coaxing
her onto him. He’d never had anything so sweet and tight before. He truly
didn’t think he’d be able to hold on much longer. He knew once she’d welcomed
all of him inside her unyielding pussy, he was going to explode.
    He took a few deep breaths as
he thought of nothing more than pleasing her and making it a ride she’d never
forget. And most of all, one she’d be willing to take again in the near future.
    Finally he felt the last of her
resistance give as the tender mound of her pussy pressed against him, and she
rode him with a passionate fervor. Throwing her head back, her eyes closed, she
finally surrendered the last of her control, and her climax came crashing down
around him.
    He’d never known such pressure
on the tip of his cock and it pushed him over the edge. As she came on him, he
pounded her inner walls with an onslaught of his salty nectar, filling her with
his seed and taking the last bit of energy she could muster.
    They collapsed against one
another on the wet sheets, each struggling to recover after the release.
    “Oh my…” she finally managed.
    Wyatt laughed. He couldn’t help
himself. He started laughing; it felt good, and he just couldn’t stop himself
from doing it.
    She looked at him with a
puzzled expression at first. Then she joined in on the laughter and they shook
the bed with their fit of funny.
    “Well, look what we have here.
You fucking son of a bitch.”
    The voice from the doorway was
unexpected, but he recognized it immediately.
     

 
    Chapter
Six
     
    The irritable woman from the
barn stood in the doorway to Wyatt’s bedroom with her hands clenched in fists
and pressed to her hips in anger. She seemed to barely contain her rage