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have
him make love to her.
    His erect cock brushed against her thigh and it set
off every nerve in her body, putting them on high alert. Danger erotic situation ahead . He
leaned in and kissed her, putting his index finger under her chin so he could
pull her face up a tad. His tongue slid across her lips. This was a different
sort of kiss than the one on the train.
    Daring is how she felt, and daring she’d be. She
might never find herself in this situation with a sexy cowboy ever again. She
ran her hand down the front of the towel, feeling his cock twitch. Becoming all
the more brazen, she eased her hand through the tiny gap that held the two
sides together. She circled his shaft with her fingers, hearing him draw in his
breath close to her ear.
    “Touch me and drive me crazy.”
    She curled her fingers around his shaft and moved
her hand up and down, all the time not taking her eyes off his face so she
could gauge his reaction.
    He groaned when she gipped him harder, closed his
eyes and tipped his head back a little when she speeded up her movement.
    “Okay, now stop because pleasure should be mutual,”
he said.
      He got hold
of her hand and walked her out of the kitchen, along a hallway, and into a room
that she soon realized was his bedroom. Masculine was definitely the word for
it, with its hunter green drapes and quilt. Photos of horses and mountains
adorned the walls. A few cowboy hats sat on top of the dresser. Cowboy boots
were parked under a chair in the corner.
    She’d been so busy being nosy that she hadn’t
realized he’d taken off the towel and now stood naked before her.
    He shouldn’t have done that because now she only
wanted one thing and wanted it right this second.   Quinn grabbed her hand and led her over to
the bed where he sat on the edge of it.
    “What do you prefer, me taking your clothes off or
you doing it while I watch?”
    “Can I tease you if I do it?”
    “You wouldn’t tease this cowboy, would you?”
    She slowly pulled up the bottom of her sweater and
inch by inch, peeled it away from her stomach.
    He gave her some help and she laughed as it got
caught on her head.
    “You are going to tease me.”
    “Maybe,” she said, yanking down the zipper on her
pants.
    “You’re a bad girl,” he said when she pulled it up
again, but then she pulled it down quickly for a second time.
    She wiggled her hips to help ease her pants down.
    “Pretty bra and panties, missy.”
    She put her hand behind her back and unclasped her
bra.   Quinn caught it in his hands and
placed it on the end of the bed.
    “I thought these were pretty when I felt them, and I
wasn’t wrong.”
    A pleasant sort of an electric bolt shot up her
spine as he ran his finger around her nipples. They turned to tiny but hard
buds. Quinn leaned over to take one in his mouth. He flicked its very tip with
his tongue and her legs went weak. She rested her hands on his shoulders, hoping
that would steady her, and closed her eyes as he licked a circle around her
nipple’s circumference.
    If he
can generate that much pleasure on just one nipple, what will he do to my
pussy?
    He kissed his way from her breast down the middle of
her stomach onto her navel and then looked up and grinned.
    “I can’t wait to see what’s under here.”
    He inched his hand around to the back of her panties
and pulled on the back of them, easing the material over her butt. Josie
decided to help him. After all, the sooner they were off, the faster he could
do his magic on her.
    They fell to her feet.
    “These are some pretty curls,” said Quinn, running
his hands through her pubic hair. His finger dived into the middle of them and
soon he was massaging her clit. The coarseness of his fingers added to the
friction and made her move her feet to make it all the more urgent and rough.
    “Oh yeah, I think the lady likes that.”
    He quickened his pace, taking her breath away in the
process. She leaned over, putting her lips on his and playfully bit