Texas Size Passion (A Cowboy's Heart Book 2)
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As you had said already…There is no going back now. It is too late for me to stop, and go in the direction that is opposite to the one that I am heading in at the moment.
She showed no hesitation towards her conscience in her response to it.
I need to release what is burning to come out of me right now, and not hold it back anymore. It is time for me to do…what I want to do.
Her desire to experience, as well as release, her very first climax had started to eat away at her, and made it impossible for her to pick up on any other words coming from her conscience.
With her hands digging her nails deeper into the fabric that clung to him and the sides of her legs starting to clench around his waist a little more tightly, she let out a soft whine in her voice as she made her plea to him.
“John…John, I…I am about to cum.”
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Her news brought a smile to the strong features on his face and the speed to go much faster than before. He wanted her to release the warm fluid that had been slipping out of the entrance of her pussy and running down the sides of his throbbing shaft for a little while. John needed her to orgasm in order to his own climax.
“Good, Emily.” John’s voice whispered out to her with the animalistic desire he had in him for her still very evident in his Texan accent. “Just let yourself go, darling…because I am fixing to do the same.”
He decided to reveal to her how badly he wanted her to climax since his body needed to feel her warmth if it was to let go of all the tension that had built up inside of his member for her.
“I want to feel your juices running down the sides of my dick…Don’t hold it in anymore, Emily-“
His voice released a loud gasp from the sudden rush of her hot fluids trailing onto him shortly before a groan took its place. No sooner had he felt her clamp the walls of her lips around him, John released his own juices, and sent them inside of her with a louder groan coming out.
Oh my god…That feels so much better than I originally believe it was to be with her.
The sensation of her warm juices and his own fluids mingling and the after effects of their first sexual encounter with one another left him speechless for a few lingering moments before he managed to speak up.
“H-How…How was I for being your first one, Emily?”
He did his best to make sure that his voice didn’t possess too much of the animalistic side of him that was evident in it earlier as his eyes focused on her starting to open, and look in his direction at the same time he had begun to ease her down to stand on the bottoms of her feet.
“Did I do everything that you wanted? Was it like you imagined your first time would be?”
Instead of a verbal answer from her, his ears found her letting out a soft, pleasurable whine from him sliding his dick out of her body. He took a moment to look over her, and noticed something very important: She was highly fatigued and that her body was not in the kind of shape it needed to be in for them to return to Belle’s party.
Nice one, John. His conscience teased him, choosing to taunt him for the choices he had made with the method of lovemaking he had chosen to go with. You fucked her so hard that now she is speechless and out of breath…Not to mention how dishelved and close to exhaustion she is at this very second.
There was no way she was going to be looked at by the others at the party in the way she was in, and have a positive compliment made about her looks and being in the barn with him. He didn’t want anything bad to come to her while she was in his care.
Stepping away from the remains of his clothes at his feet and out of his boots, John slipped his shirt off him, and tossed it down, leaving him completely naked before her. He moved back to her, and scooped her up into his strong embrace, sweeping her off of her feet.
“John…” Emily’s voice whispered out to him with all of the last bit of little strength she still had in her. “What…What is going…”
“You need to rest, sugar.”
John kept a loving yet firm tone in his voice towards her as he moved them in the direction of the stairs that led to the loft of the barn with her curvaceous body resting against the upper part of his muscular physique.
“You need to rest, and let your body take a break from what we did.”
“But…What if…”
“It will be okay, Emily…Besides…The doors to the barn are locked, and everyone is too busy at the party to really know what happened or that we are not fully dressed at the moment.”
He snatched up a king size, patchwork blanket that Belle had left there for him on the railing in case he ever needed to stay there to watch over the horses on his way up the stairs towards the loft and over to a section of it where the hay was gathered up enough to give them some cushion. Reaching the area, John eased her down on her feet for a moment, and used his hands to spread it out before he lied in the middle of it, and extended a hand to her.
“We will rest here for the night without anyone finding out about us…I promise.”
Even though he wanted to ease the concern from her tired body, John understood that she would be a little uneasy about the situation even though she knew he had her only best intentions at heart.
He found himself pleasantly surprised when she took his hand, and her body moved to lie beside his with a sight of a sleepy smile on her face. This revelation brought a smile to his face as his hand reached behind him, and pulled a side of the blanket over them to keep them warm before moving to repeat the same motion to the other side of them. John’s eyes moved down towards her, and found her already in a deep sleep with her angelic beauty radiating off of her from every pore of her body.
I can’t believe how lucky I am to have a woman in my life that is as beautiful as you. Emily…I love you…and I need you.
His sensual lips placed a solitary, tender kiss full of all the passion he possessed inside for her on the temple of her forehead before his arms slipped around her, and pulled her to him. John eased his head down to rest against hers before he closed his eyes, and let the faint sound of the music outside lull him into a deep sleep with his southern goddess by his side.
To be continued in the next installment in the series, Danger in Oleander.
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