As the Cowboy Commands [Ecstasy in the Old West 2] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Robin Gideon

her cheeks hollowed when she drew a tantalizing suction on his cock. And lower still, he saw the extravagantly plump mounds of her breasts swaying slowly as she nodded to and fro.
    Jared tended to consume women, and for the past decade and a half had known many, many of them. Almost without exception, they were quite wealthy, sexually promiscuous, and generally from a family listed on the social register. More critically, they were almost always slender and petite, with trim hips and small, firm breasts, their femininity understated even if their desire for sexual delights was overstated. Helen was the antithesis of what he had always considered necessary in a woman for him to truly desire her sexually.
    He could not keep his hips still. He thrust at Helen, meeting her forward movement, driving his solid cock through her fist and into her warm, wet oral embrace. When Jared invaded too deeply, Helen’s head snapped back, and she looked up fearfully into his eyes for only a moment before resuming the fellatio.
    “You are magnificent,” Jared said, the three words having to be forced out through clenched teeth. A shiver went through his powerful body. “So magnificent that I need more.” He reached down and grabbed Helen firmly by her upper arms. When he spoke, his tone was both lustful and demanding. “I want all of you. Everything. You can’t hold anything back.” He literally hauled her to her feet. “I won’t let you. I want everything you have to give, or nothing at all.”
    The physical comforts of the warehouse rooftop were definitely lacking, but nothing short of the searing fires of hell could have stopped Jared. Helen was looking around for something soft and comfortable, but Jared had other plans, and since he was infinitely more powerful than she, he had his way.
    “Kiss me,” Jared demanded, pressing Helen against the wooden wall.
    He brought his mouth down to hers. As he kissed her, Jared raised Helen’s left knee then positioned his lean hips between her tapering thighs. He thrust forward, pushing Helen backward against the wall. His erection slid against her thigh.
    “Help me,” Jared hissed, his tone bordering on anger, his lips warm against Helen’s face.
    She reached between their bodies, and when she curled her fingers around him again, his cock leapt as though grateful for the assistance. She guided him, and once he was moistened with the lubricating honey of her passion, Jared pushed forward, driving into Helen slowly but relentlessly.
     
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    Helen clenched her teeth and squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she felt herself expanding, yielding to Jared’s greater strength and his frightening size. Never before had she needed to accommodate so much.
    He’s too big! she thought, suddenly in a panic.
    And just when Helen was about to beg Jared to stop, just when she was about to admit the ultimate embarrassment that he was too big and that she—despite her voluptuousness—was too small…Jared retreated. He slipped out of her pussy slowly, with controlled strength, until only the very tip of his cock was still between the tingling lips of her sex. When he was nearly completely dislodged, he waited, pausing several breathless seconds before he again began his slow, relentless invasion. He penetrated her more deeply on the second advance, and even more on the third. To Helen’s astonishment, what had begun as pain had transformed into nothing but pleasure, the most exquisitely satisfying sense of being completely filled she’d ever experienced.
    “Oh, God,” Helen purred, balancing precariously on one foot. It seemed the entirely wrong thing to say, but she had no bearings or landmarks to guide her in these uncharted waters. She laced her fingers together behind Jared’s neck, holding tightly onto him as his thick, deep thrust forced her to yield to his strength.
    With Jared, Helen felt as though she was a virgin again. Or, at least, she felt as though the times that she had taken