My Ranger Weekend

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Authors: J.D. Lowrance
I did not hesitate as I said, “ I want this . . . more. ”  My honesty earned me a
grunt of approval as his lips found mine once again. This kiss was primal as we
tore at each other, each trying to get deeper into the other. I could feel the
pleasure building in my core as he continued to pump his hips. “ Please, ” I begged , wanting to feel
him inside of me.
    “ Shit, ” he rumbled as he released my hands. “ My condoms are in my
wallet outside. ”
    “ Flint, please, ” I pleaded as I loosened my legs from around his waist.   I never saw a man move so fast in my life. One second he was
between my legs, the next I saw a naked flash of skin as he sprinted out the
bedroom door. I heard him thunder down the steps and a quick “ Shit ” as I heard his feet
slip on the marble foyer. Next came the sliding glass door being opened and,
within a few seconds, it being closed again. The pounding of feet back up the
steps and then Flint reappeared in the doorway breathing heavy but with a huge
grin on his face.
    “ Problem solved, ” he panted as he walked back in the room closing the door.
When he turned to face me he was palming his cock with one hand as he was
lifting the condom wrapper to his mouth. My eyes were glued to his cock as my
hands found my breasts. “ That ’ s it lovely, ” he groaned as he tore
open the condom. “ Keep touching yourself, ” he rumbled as the bed
dipped where he placed his knee. Flint expertly sheathed himself as he kneeled
between my legs. “ Where were we? ” he asked as he ran a
finger through my folds pushing into me. “ So wet and so ready baby, ” he cooed, adding a
second finger.
    “ Please, ” I begged. I lifted my hips allowing his fingers deeper into
me.
    “ Tell me what you want, ” he said as his thumb brushed my clit.
    “ You, ” I cried out. My desire for this man climbed higher. As I
teetered on the edge he pulled his fingers out and grabbed my raised hips as he
positioned the head of his cock at my entrance.
    “ Then you got me, ” he growled as he pushed all the way into me in with one
thrust. His size breeched my walls as I cried out in pain and pleasure from his
invasion. I felt myself stretching to accommodate him, my velvet channel
molding to his hardness. My eyes traveled from where we were joined up his
six-pack, no eight-pack, abs as he continued to thrust into me. I drank in the
sight of his sweat glistened skin in the soft light until my eyes finally found
his. The look of utter possession and desire stared back at me. His arms still
held my waist captive as he controlled my body with each heart-pounding thrust.
    “ More, ” I panted. “ I need more. ” I wanted all of him and
not just the controlled man driving into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist
pulling him down as I took all of his weight. The new position pushed him
deeper inside of me as each thrust rubbed my clit while he stroked my core. My
eyes closed on their own accord as my body readied itself for another mind
blowing orgasm.
    His forehead came to rest on mine as he continued to pump. I
felt his pants on my face and then he whispered, “ Open your eyes. ” When my eyes met his,
Flint slowly pulled out so that only his tip remained in me, before thrusting
back in. “ So
tight, ” he said as he rose up on his hands giving him better
leverage. “ So
good, ” he chanted as he continued his slow thrusts.   Flint grabbed my one
leg and brought it up to his shoulder as he went even deeper into my sex. I
felt him harden in response as my own desire swelled. I felt the first spurring
of my orgasm as he picked up his pace.
    I knew I did not have much experience but never in my life
had my body felt this type of anticipation building so high as my body sought
new heights of pleasure. “ Don ’ t stop, ” I begged as Flint
impelled me as the sounds of flesh spanking flesh filled the room. “ Never baby, ” he murmured as he pounded away at my sex. My eyes searched
his as I

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