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Jake marveled at how responsive she was. He moved down her body from her tits, trailing kisses along her belly, loving that she was soft and pliant. He had been with scrawny girls and didn’t like how they felt like they were all skin and bones and would snap in half if you were just a little too rough or bent them wrong.
When he reached the waistband of her jeans, he played a teasing pattern along the edge of the thick denim, looking up at her face to gauge her reaction. He wanted to take them off her, to strip her naked, but needed to make sure he wasn’t moving faster than she was comfortable with.
Her head was thrown back against the mattress, her eyes closed as she seemed lost in the sensations. Before he had a chance to stop and ask if she was ready for more, her hands moved to her waistband and started shoving. He blinked in surprise when she didn’t need to unbutton them before shimmying them off her hips, though he did love the way she moved and the way it made the soft parts of her jiggle. He leaned back and watched, taking in every breathtaking moment.
He loved that. Women were supposed to be soft and jiggle. Yeah, he liked to play with that jiggle, but he’d found most women didn’t like it when you did. They seemed to be self-conscious about it, as if it wasn’t supposed to be there. He hadn’t yet figured out how to convince them they were wrong, but maybe he’d figure it out with Heather.
Once she’d kicked her jeans aside, he bent back over her, resuming where he’d left off. Jake continued to lick and tease his way down her body, but skirted around her core, teasing the sensitive skin at the crease where her thigh met her body. Tiny kisses and gentle nips with his teeth had her squirming and gasping. He smiled against her skin, enjoying her responses until she once more ran her hands through his hair, then fisted a handful and used it to steer his head where she needed it. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, he clamped his lips around the nub of her clit and paid it all the attention it had been denied.
“There, oh god, Aaron, yes!”
Her body bowed beneath him. He put one hand on her belly to hold her still so he wouldn’t miss a single drop of the sweet nectar dripping from her center. As she started to relax, he doubled down, suckling her clit while sliding two fingers into her tight hot slit and curling them upwards to hit that hidden spot some men swore didn’t exist.
Heather cried out again, almost coming off the bed as her body clenched and gushed. He lapped up every drop, enjoying the way her body went soft and pliant as she came down from the peak.
He moved up over her, watching her face. “Want more?”
“I want to return the favor, but I’m not sure I can. I’m not sure I could even stand right now.”
“No worries. I know just what to do.” He took the condoms he’d pocketed earlier when he’d been in the bunkhouse, just in case and tossed them on the bed beside her before stepping back and shedding his jeans, shoving them and his underwear off as quickly as he could, then went back to her.
He took advantage of her limp, almost boneless state and rolled her onto her side, leaving the leg on the bottom straight but bending the other at her hip so it looked like she was getting ready to climb a set of stairs, then moved over her so his knees rested on either side of her lower leg. Then, tearing one condom off the strip, he ripped the package open with his teeth and unrolled it down his length before leaning down to kiss her again, palming and kneading one tit as he reveled in her kiss.
“You ready?” he asked, still hovering just above her.
“Please.” Her voice was low and husky, making his already rock hard dick throb. He bent, lining himself up with her opening, and pushed, then retreated, slowly working himself into her tight pussy, while trying not to lose his mind at how amazing she felt.
He needed her to come at least once more. He needed to feel her squeeze his cock as she exploded. He forced himself to concentrate on that, on making sure she got there before he could let himself go.
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Heatherhadwonderedwhathe was doing when he rolled her onto her side and moved her around like a rag doll, but he’d already made her feel so good, she wasn’t going to argue. Hell, he could have folded her in half and stood her in the corner, her ass in the air, and she wouldn’t complain if he wanted to make her body come alive like that again.
When he pushed inside her, despite the unfamiliar position, she found herself reaching for him, tugging him down and willing to do almost anything to get more. Her body seemed to have a mind of it’s own.
With every stroke Aaron made, driving into her then retreating, the sensations seemed to multiply. Her scalp tingled, her toes curled and somewhere, someone screamed as her whole body clamped down and the world seemed to explode.
She saw stars, then seemed to float among them. Slowly, she became aware of the world and where she was again, and found Aaron had lain down behind her, curled against her with one arm wrapped around her middle.
“There you are.” The low rumble of his voice vibrated through her whole body, sending waves of sensations she hadn’t been prepared for spiraling through her.
“Hey.” Her voice was rougher than she expected, and there was a slight ache in her throat.
“You okay?”
Heather blinked several times, trying to take stock of her body and making sure nothing was wrong, or at least more than it had been. Nope, everything seemed good. “I’m excellent.” She wasn’t ready to give up the amazing floating feeling he’d managed to give her.
“Good. Lay still and in a minute, I’ll get up and clean us up.”
“I’m in no hurry.” She let her muscles melt as she relaxed into the warmth and security of his arms around her.
A knock on the trailer door made her groan. She didn’t want to get up.
“Ignore them. They’ll go away,” Aaron said.
“You sure?”
“Yeah.”