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this obsession with her. He mentally shook his head. He seriously doubted
that. Her hand slipped behind his neck as he leaned down to kiss her. Both of
them groaned when their lips met. Wyatt’s arms slipped around her waist. He
lifted her up. Her arms wrapped around his neck, knocking his hat to the floor.
Her hands fisted in his hair as he deepened the kiss, and Olivia’s legs wrapped
around his waist. Wyatt knew it would be like this. She tasted so good, and he
wanted to taste every inch of her soft skin.
    She pulled back from him and looked at him with those
amazing eyes. “Tell me again how you don’t want me, cowboy,” she whispered, her
voice suddenly husky sounding.
    Wyatt gazed into her eyes. Olivia was so beautiful, she took
his breath away. He carried her into an empty stall and leaned her against the
wall. His lips trailed down her neck and back to her ear. He felt her shiver
when he took the lobe between his teeth. Her moans were setting him on fire. He
set her down and pulled her jacket off, then her shirt over her head. He
groaned when he saw her breasts popping out the top of her demi-cup bra.
    “Dear God, you’re perfect,” he whispered as he unhooked the
front clasp and her breasts fell free. They were beautiful, just as he knew
they would be. Her nipples were a rosy hue and already peaked. His hands cupped
them and he rubbed the pads of his thumbs over the nipples, making them harden
more. He leaned down and took one into his mouth. He lapped at it with his
tongue, and then pulled at it gently with his teeth. Her hands clenched in his
hair. He ran his hands down her sides until he encountered the snap of her
jeans. He slowly unzipped them, before moving his hand inside, dipping inside
her panties to what he’d only imagined. Wyatt moved his finger up and down
between her wet folds.
    “You’re so wet, darlin’. You’re killing me,” he growled.
    Olivia’s hands went to his belt, unhooking it before she
unsnapped his jeans and lowered the zipper. His hard cock strained against the
material. When her hand wrapped around him, he almost came.
    “ Very impressive, cowboy. But then, I knew you would be,” she whispered
against his lips.
    Wyatt stepped back from her and she whimpered. He grinned.
“I’m not done with you yet.” He shoved her jeans down and pulled her boots off.
He slung the jeans across the stall and turned to gaze down at her. Dear God,
the woman had a hell of a body. She stood before him in nothing but black
boy-cut panties. He almost fell to his knees to praise God for her. She stepped
toward him, pushed his jeans down, and then stared up at him.
    “Condom?”
    Wyatt reached behind him, pulled his wallet out of his
jeans, and retrieved a condom. He handed it to her. She smiled at him, and
after tearing the packet open, she slowly rolled the condom down over him. He
growled. “You’re doing that on purpose.”
    She laughed. “Maybe.” Then she
glanced up at him with a sexy tilt to her head. “Show me what you got, cowboy.”
    Wyatt grinned. “You’ve seen what I’ve got.”
    “Please show me you know how to use every delectable inch of
it.”
    He picked her up, carried her toward the wall, and leaned
into her. He moved his arms under her knees, opening her wide for him, before slowly
inching into her. When he could go no deeper, they both groaned.
    “You feel so fucking good,” Wyatt whispered against her
lips. He started pumping into her and she moved her hips with him. When she
took his bottom lip between her teeth and sucked it into her mouth, he almost
lost it. “Jesus, I’m not going to last,” he growled.
    He felt her tighten around him right before she cried out.
He moved harder, faster, and deeper into her. His orgasm ripped him to shreds.
It had never felt like this with anyone. Not even Stephanie. Son of a bitch! He knew right then, he’d
never get enough of Olivia. He leaned his forehead against hers. She opened her
eyes, gazed up, and smiled at