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    He reached me and stopped, kicking his powerful legs behind him, planting the bulge beneath his jeans right into my burning center.
    After a minute more of deep, wet kisses, I couldn't keep myself from grinding into him. Even through the fabric, I could tell he had a massive horn, erect and pulsing with a drumbeat eagerness for my flesh.
    His hips were rocking when I reached toward his belt. Sensing my fingers, he leaned back and began to undo them, shoving his jeans to his knees.
    My breath hitched as I sat up – just in time to see his swollen erection appear from the opening in his dark blue boxers. I grasped it between circular fingers, rolling my hands all the way to his swollen base, hissing with pleasant surprise when he leaked a pearly drop of hot pre-come onto my fingers.
    “I want you so fucking bad. Let me show you how...”
    He didn't fight me. Ethan leaned patiently, giving me the access I needed to wrap my lips around his perfect length.
    His earthy, masculine taste rolled across my tongue, igniting something deep and primal inside me. I wanted to take his seed inside me, one way or another.
    It had been a long time since I'd performed orally on a man. I slid my tongue up and down along his granite inches, taking him as deep as I could, sucking more pre-come straight down my throat.
    The low rumble in his throat told me that I hadn't lost all my talents during my disinterested celibacy late in college.
    If anything, holding back for so long made me move with a natural fury. I spiked my soft tongue up around his magnificent crown.
    I savored him deep and long. Sometimes, I gave the base of his cock a small jerk with my fingers, rubbing against his concealed balls and admiring the way they hardened into stone.
    “Enough,” he said at last, grasping the ends of my hair and pulling it gently. “I'd love to spit fire between your lips, but not yet. I want to get a good look at that beautiful body you've been hiding from me for all these years, little Cat. Same body I jerked off to on late nights as a horny teen after seeing you across the fields. Same one that stayed in my fantasies as a grown man.”
    I moaned softly at his confession. His words tickled me like fire.
    I went slack in the hay, spreading out my arms and legs as wide as they would go, not caring if he tore my clothes to shreds like a savage beast.
    Goosebumps pricked my skin as his hands slipped beneath my shirt, covering my shoulders. His fingers pressed deep into my flesh, massaging me, but also catching the thin fabric of my shirt.
    With one side in each hand, he began to yank it away. I raised my arms, and they were still up when I was down to my bra.
    He moved fast, sneaking around me quickly and working my bra straps loose.
    Ethan stared at me as his fingers locked onto the clasp near the center of my back. Transfixed by the fire in his eyes, I didn't even notice the pop as it came undone, exposing my bare breasts to him for the first time.
    He surrounded me like a wolf hovering over its prey. His hands cupped each small peak and squeezed, rolling both nipples between his fingers as I squirmed, awash in my pleasure.
    No, more than that. Lost in it, gone so quickly that I didn't know how I'd survive the inferno to come.
    “Harder,” I heard myself plead, but it didn't sound like me.
    Ethan paused, keeping his hands tight around my breasts, studying my face. I opened my eyes and looked at him.
    “What did you say?”
    “I said harder. Harder, damn it. Use me rough.”
    His lips peeled backward in a snarl. He caught my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, pinching them together until I squealed.
    Pleasure collided head on into discomfort, sending the conflicted stormfront tearing through my body. My legs lifted toward him, winding around his waist, teasingly stroking his flanks until my feet slid off his hard ass.
    “I'm taking off my belt,” he whispered.
    I gnawed my bottom lip, listening to the whoosh of his leather