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show him she understood
exactly what he needed. His body was a thing of sheer wonder, roped
muscles covered with Texas sun-kissed skin that felt as good as it looked. She
looked up at him again. “Can I make love to you, Blake?”
    The words were so tender they almost hurt his ears. She
wanted to love his body, not use it. She wanted to be there with him, no
ulterior motives and no hidden agendas. He wasn’t sure that had ever happened
to him before. “Please.” It was a groan but it was the best he could do. He’d
been wrong. She was no shy girl. His businesswoman was a wildcat once he got
her out of that suit.
    She leaned in, not letting go of his wrists but gripping
harder, and took his dick between her lips softly, letting it glide into her
mouth excruciatingly slowly. Blake groaned and let his head fall back. “God,
Liza.” She eased him farther inside her mouth, not adding any pressure as she
went. He felt his knees tremble. Holding tighter to his wrists, supporting him
as well as herself, she pulled back, sucking hard and twirling her tongue along
the underside of his shaft. She continued that rhythm of torture, slow and
light on the way in, sucking hard and pulling on the way back. He’d never felt
anything so good in his life. Heart pounding in his chest, his balls tightened
and his vision blurred.
    Blinking, trying to focus, Blake struggled to watch as she
loved his cock with her lips. He was getting close. “Liza, baby. I’m… Oh God!”
He tried to move her away by pushing back against the grip she had on his wrists,
but she held tight, never wavering in her blissful torture, slow and easy in,
hard and forceful out. He arched his back, pushing his cock deeper into her
mouth until he felt her throat convulse around the head. That little flutter
was all it took to push him over the edge.
    Liza felt him swelling as he pushed deep into her throat. He
was about there. If she only had him for tonight, she wanted to taste him, to
savor this experience. She held tight, pulled him closer and pressed herself
against his legs in an attempt to let him know how much she wanted him. When
she felt his entire body tighten, she relaxed and loosened her hold.
    The orgasm that blew through Blake was like none he’d ever
experienced. Rockets exploded behind his eyes. Nothing had ever felt so good, still felt so good. Liza was still licking him and caressing his thighs as they
trembled in the aftermath. He was speechless watching the bliss on her face.
Her eyes were hooded, she gripped his wrists tightly and she suckled him again
and again, making him shudder, trying to milk him of every drop. She had
enjoyed it as much as he had.
    Liza tugged on his wrists and pulled Blake to his knees.
Cupping her jaw in his hands, he pulled her mouth to his and tasted himself on
her lips. Liza leaned into him, pressing her breasts to his naked chest,
running her hands up the backs of his thighs, over his ass and up his back.
Every muscle she skimmed tightened in response to her touch. His mouth opened
more, kissing her deeper, taking her with his tongue, marking her as his. When
her hands reached his hair, he pulled back. “We need to get out of the stall,”
he whispered.
    “Excuse me?” Liza was trembling from the intensity of the
kiss and his words didn’t register.
    “The stall, honey.” He stood, pulling her with him and
leading her to the blanket, stopping her just before the lantern where the
golden light bathed her skin. He traced down her sides with rough fingertips,
brushing the contours of her breasts. At her waist, he ran his fingers just
under the fabric of her slacks, popped the button and spread the zipper until
they slid off her hips. “Lie down and let me see that luscious body of yours.”
    He stood stock-still as Liza went to the ground, gracefully
kicking her pants off her feet. She lay back in the softness of the
cotton-covered hay and raised her hands above her head, lifting her breasts and
slightly parting