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time tonight.
    The pizza arrived and they sat on the floor again in front of the fireplace, their backs to the sofa as they ate. She learned that he had three brothers, one of which was also a rodeo cowboy while the other two were ranchers. She shared that she had a sister who lived in Texas and her mother and father were in Tucson.
    “It’s getting late.” She’d had enough to drink that she found herself with her head against his shoulder.
    She was too tipsy to let common sense prevail, that little voice that knocked at the back of her consciousness and said, “Don’t get so close. You’ll only get hurt.” Too late for that.
    He stood and helped her to her feet. “Will you be here tomorrow?”
    “No.” She shook her head. “I have to be back in time for classes on Monday. I have a long drive ahead of me.”
     
     
     
    He hooked his finger under her chin and tilted her head. “I can’t seem to take no for an answer when it comes to seeing you again.”
    “You’re going to have to,” she said. “It won’t work.” He lowered his head and kissed her.
    It was so easy to get lost in his kisses, to forget everything—why it wouldn’t work, why she had to protect her heart.
    Both of them increased the depth of the kiss as if holding on as tightly as they could to what they had now, before she went off on her own again.
    His touch grew rough, demanding, as if mastering her like he mastered riding a bull. She loved it and matched him with her own hunger and demands.
    He jerked her T-shirt over her head and arms and threw it aside. She had taken her bra off when she had put on more comfortable clothing and he made a sound of appreciation. He grasped her breasts tightly, pushing them together so that he could easily lick one nipple then the other and back again.
    She put her hands on his shoulders, tilted her head back, and closed her eyes as the sensations took her away, making her wriggle in his grasp. He raised his head and moved his hands to the button of her worn jeans and pushed them down, over her red panties. Then he pulled her panties off and she was completely naked while he was still clothed.
    He kissed her again, his clothing and his belt buckle rough against her skin. His cock was hard as he pressed himself against her. He picked her up and she caught her breath in surprise as he turned her and pushed her down on the floor so that she was on her knees, her cheek pressed to the carpet.
    Her heart pounded as she heard him zip down his jeans and then felt his cock as he knelt then rubbed his erection against her ass. He leaned over her back and she felt his clothing.
    Somehow that leant to the eroticism of the moment—her naked while he was dressed.
    “Ready for me, Anna?” He murmured the words even as he pressed his palms on the inside of her thighs, forcing her legs farther apart. “Are you ready for me to fuck you?” She nodded, the carpet soft against her cheek as she moved her head. “Yes.” His cock nudged her folds and she held her breath as she waited for him to penetrate her.
    He drove into her hard and she cried out in surprise at his roughness as he took her. He pounded in and out with a fierceness that struck something wild within her. She rocked back into him, loving the intensity of this wild side of him.
    She grew lightheaded as she felt an orgasm coming on. Her body grew hot and tingly as she neared her climax.
     
     
     
    He reached around and started fingering her clit as he fucked her. It added to the wild sensations charging through her. He stroked her more and she felt as if her eyes were going to cross because it felt so damn good.
    “I can’t hold back.” She found she had a hard time talking.
    “Don’t hold back, Anna.” His words were rough, filled with the same passion she was experiencing.
    He thrust in and out of her harder and harder and then she couldn’t take anymore. She cried out loud and long as she came. He didn’t stop which only made her orgasm more