by Sabrina Luna
His raw, uncensored emoting spurred her on. Wildly grinding her hips into his crotch, Gina felt every inch of Clint's cock inside her. The heated sensations of their passionate fucking were overwhelming her senses. It was too much. Her lusty desire spiraled higher. Her sex coiled tight, then sprang free. A low wail escaped from her lips as the orgasm sent her over the edge ... and into bliss.
She rode the crashing waves of her climax, feeling the cowboy as he bucked his hips wildly beneath her, swept away by his own orgasm. A sheen of perspiration glossed his brow as he gave a wordless cry of release. The expression on Clint's face rapidly transformed from one of desperation to that of sheer pleasure.
Gina grinned, gazing down at the cowboy. She empathized. It was the same blissful sensation that had ravished her own body. A slow, lazy smile spread over his sedate face, then, he closed his eyes. With a long exhale, she collapsed onto his chest as they both lingered in pure, happy exhaustion.
After a few moments, she rose, softly padding into the small bathroom, and closed the door. Her body ached; her mind still reeled with the sweet deliciousness of a good fuck. A smile curled over her lips as she recalled the thrill of riding the cowboy with wild abandonment. It had all been fast, hot and very passionate.
Drawing back the thin, plastic curtain, she turned on the shower. Water streamed from the plastic showerhead into the stark, white tub. Hot steam slowly filled the confined space. Gina inhaled, feeling, for the first time in months, satisfied.
Knock, knock.
The soft rap drew her out of her reflective mood. She cracked the door, attempting to keep the hot steam from escaping. “Yes?"
"Are you alright, Gina?” he asked in a low, sincere tone. The concern in his voice warmed her heart.
"Yeah, I'm fine.” She opened the door a bit farther. Her eyes roamed over every inch of his naked physique. Her sedate libido quickly dissipated. “In fact, I was getting ready to hop in the shower.” She paused, her heart racing. “Would you like to join me?"
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Clint braced his hands on the sides of the door frame and gazed into her lovely face. She was as lovely as an angel ... a naked angel, yet tempted him like a sultry siren. “Sure,” he nodded. He'd do anything to stay close to her. And, besides, her invitation was too good to turn down. He'd be crazy not to accept.
Wisps of steam enveloped him as he slipped in and closed the door. “Whew! It's like a sauna in here,” he chuckled as he extended a hand, allowing Gina to step into the shower first.
"Ah, but it feels good,” she purred. “And I like to feel good."
The hot water pelted him as he slid in behind her, gently gliding his hands over her hips. “You feel good to me too,” Clint teased. He was met with a low moan of approval. A twinge of satisfaction surged through him as Gina leaned back against his chest, yielding to his slow caresses.
He reached for the soap, working the tiny bar into a rich lather, then smoothed a frothy layer over her almond-colored skin. She glistened beneath his palms as he glided over every inch of her feminine curves.
"You seem to be enjoying yourself,” she chuckled as he smoothed a hand over her bottom.
"More than you know,” he groaned, his voice raspy with lust. He glided a hand up the inside of her thigh. Gina gasped. “Hold still, little lady. I'll take it from here."
Her body shivered against him, but she didn't protest. Clint brushed his fingers through the wet, neat curls of her mound, then dipped lower to her soft nether lips. Gina's slick moisture dampened his digits as he slipped in between the velvety folds to her heated center. She gripped him like a silken vise.
"Oh yes,” she groaned, the sleek curves of her bottom rubbing back against his cock. Clint drew a sharp inhale, struggling for control, and wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her to him.
"Yeah,” he whispered hotly into her ear. “You feel real good, honey.” He lowered his lips to the back of her neck. Trailing kisses over her shoulders, he began to move his fingers in and out of her pussy. She quivered with each onslaught of motion as the erotic scales tipped back into his favor.
"That's it, sweet thing,” he coaxed. “Enjoy the ride.” Sliding her back against his chest, her breath was coming in heated pants. The muscles of her pussy clutched desperately at his fingers as he rocked her steadily. He felt her body go rigid. A low moan escaped from her lips.
"Oh, cowboy,” she panted breathlessly. “This is it.” Grinning, Clint held her tight as the dark beauty yelped, then shuttered. An orgasm rippled through her body, her pussy clinging to his buried fingers like a velvet glove.
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It took a few moments for Gina to catch her breath. Lucky for her, the cowboy was still holding her up in the shower or she would've slid down the drain. “Damn!” she exclaimed. “You sure know how to show a girl a good time.” She turned to face him, draping her arms around his shoulders.
"I do my best.” He flashed her a lopsided grin and winked. “But, we're not done yet."
"We're not, huh?” She raised an eyebrow as his stiff erection pressed against her belly.
"Nope.” Clint pulled back the shower curtain, reaching out for the towels as she quickly shut off the tap.
Gina patted her skin dry as he stepped out and opened the door. In the swirling, misty air, he looked like a dream—wet, naked and hard. And, despite the sexy finger serenade, her body still craved more.
"Okay, I'm game, cowboy,” she grinned, stepping out of the shower and discarding her towel.
"Good.” He returned her smile. In one swift gesture, he swept her off her feet. Gina squealed as the naked cowboy carried her to the bed, depositing her onto the rumpled sheets.
"You're just full of surprises,” she giggled as he spread his body over hers. Gazing up into his hazel eyes, her heart fluttered.
Clint captured her mouth in another searing kiss, then covered her throat with a hot string of butterfly kisses. She moaned, her body melting beneath his mouth like chocolate candy.
His hands stroked her hips, reaching beneath her to fondle her buttocks. Gina shifted, parting her legs. Accepting her silent invitation, he nestled between her thighs, his stiff erection grazing against her stomach. Erotic tension crackled between them like electricity.
She was filled with lust, a desperate need yearning to be fulfilled. “Fuck me now, cowboy,” she panted, breathless with desire. “Now, please?"
Gina reached between their bodies and stroked over the rigid length of his cock. He was hard as a rock. The mere thought made her breath catch in her throat. Heady emotions rippled through her as Clint pulled away, in search of a condom. She slid a finger between her legs, stroking over the luscious wetness of her eager pussy. Desperation filled every fiber of her being. “I want you, cowboy."
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Rolling on the condom, Clint paused a moment and took in the beauty of Gina stroking herself. The sensual act made his entire body quiver with anticipation. Quickly settling back between her legs, he slid his sheathed cock between her hot, moist pussy lips. “Oh, yes,” he hissed as entered her.
Gina's wet heat enclosed around every inch of him. Her pussy clenched his cock, grasping him and spiking his pleasure. He groaned, his hips thrusting into her with wild desperation. Their bodies moved together, her hips rocking to meet his with heated pelvic thrusts that buried his cock deeper into her. Caught up in the moment, Clint's pleasure rapidly peaked. He groaned as his climax overtook him. Moving inside her, he felt her pussy flex as her own orgasm rippled through her. Gina's body quivered beneath him as she expelled a gratifying moan, then went still.
Clint rolled onto his side, his heart still racing in his chest. Trying to catch his breath, his entire being was enveloped with gratification and happiness. Gina Adams definitely was unfreakinbelievable!
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The faint light of sunrise shone through the café diner window. Gina sipped her coffee as Clint, seated in the booth across from her, ordered the early bird breakfast speci
al for two.
Confirming their orders, the waitress took their menus with a smile. “Your orders will be up in a moment, folks.” She turned to Gina, pointing to her t-shirt with the tip of her pen. “And, miss, I really like your shirt."
"Thank you,” Gina replied as the waitress headed back to the kitchen. She sat up straight, thrusting out her chest with a big grin on her face. Clint eyed her from beneath the brim of his hat and let out a hearty laugh.
"What's so funny, cowboy?"
"Honey, that's more than just a t-shirt,” he chuckled in a slow, sexy drawl.
"Oh? Why's that?” Gina raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. Across the table, his warm, hazel eyes met her gaze. Tenderly, he reached out and took her hand.
"Because, on you, it should be considered a warning label!"
They both laughed. Removing her hand from his, she took another sip of coffee. Glancing over the rim of the mug, she studied the man seated across from her. For the first time in months, Gina was truly content and relaxed. Her cowboy fantasy had become a reality. But, this is the morning after. The thought made her stomach flutter with a sudden burst of nerves. What's next? Or was there a ‘next'?
"What's wrong? A second ago, you were smiling. Now, you look like someone pissed in your coffee.” Clint angled his head, his hazel eyes glimmering in the early morning sun.
Gina sat down the mug and cleared her throat. “Cowboy, I really had a wonderful time last night, but..."
Her voice trailed off as Clint met her gaze, a solemn expression on his handsome face.
"But? But what?” he gently coaxed.
"Well, I'll be honest, I'm not into one night stands,” she replied with a sigh. “Normally, I don't do something so ... so impulsive."
"I see,” he nodded, thoughtfully stroking a finger across his chin.
"I mean, I really had a good time with you. It was great, but now I feel ... I feel..."
"Badder?” He raised an eyebrow. Gina saw a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Yes, that's it,” she nodded. “I don't know what came over me last night. I saw you across the bar and you were like a dream come true. I guess this sounds kind of corny, huh?” Her cheeks warmed with embarrassment as she lowered her eyes.
Clint chuckled. Gina glanced up as he took her hand over the table. “I guess I was struck by the same bolt of lightening too. You're a sweet gal, Gina. And I haven't done anything this crazy in a long time either,” he confessed.
"So?” she shrugged. “What are we going to do next?” The question lingered in the air as she held his gaze. Drawing a deep breath, she braced herself for his reply.
"Well, I reckon there's only one thing to do.” Clint paused, affectionately squeezing her hand. “We'll just have to do it again next weekend. This time, though, it'll be a date. A honest to goodness date. Whatcha say, honey?"
Gina thought her face would crack as a wide grin spread over her face. A wave of happiness and relief washed over her. “Oh yes! I'd like that,” she nodded enthusiastically. “I'm game, cowboy."
And they both laughed.
THE END
About the Author
Sabrina Luna enjoys writing spicy romance with a touch of magick. She loves storytelling, mythology and metaphysics. Sabrina currently lives on the border of the Carolinas and invites you to visit her website at www.sabrinaluna.com.
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