wet.”
She hoped that was good because she sure as hell felt good. He rubbed and circled the pleasure spot she’d discovered years ago. Only with him at the reins, it felt a hundred times better. Soon those questing fingers were sliding into her pussy even as his palm continued to rub her sweet spot.
“I need to get in there. Please, Elisa, let me in.”
She nodded, lost in a sea of sensation and passion, eager to journey with Nate to wherever it would lead. His mouth found her nipples and she nearly cried out from the ecstasy. Somehow her trousers were down around her ankles and his cock had replaced his hand. Just as he slid into her, his teeth closed around her nipple.
Pleasure, pain and everything in between ripped through her as he impaled her, stealing innocence and gifting her with womanhood.
“Holy Christ.” He cupped her jaw. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Doesn’t matter. Better you than some hairy, fat man Da picks out.” She hadn’t let loose the pistol and tapped him on the back with it. “Finish it, Marchand, and make it good.”
He captured her mouth in a kiss as he slid from her body, only to fill her again. And so his rhythm was set, one designed to bring her slowly back to the brink of insanity.
“Faster.” She bit his shoulder and rubbed her hardened nipples against the hair on his chest. Skitters ran down her body as he growled and captured the neglected nipple in his mouth and started fucking her in earnest.
Deep, slippery strokes pushed against her clit with each thrust. His roar of passion took her completely by surprise. She cried out a little, unable to speak, and her eyes closed with the spasms of her release. Nate bit her again as he found his own release, pulling her along on the road to heaven.
Their breathing was the only sound in the woods. The birds and insects had long since quieted against their passionate union. Elisa pushed against his shoulder and he stepped back, his cock sliding from her still hungry body. With a deep breath, she found courage she’d never known she had.
“Thanks, Marchand.” She buttoned up her shirt and trousers with hands that surprisingly didn’t shake. “I enjoyed that.”
His eyes filled with fury. “I am covered with your virgin’s blood and all you can say is ‘Thanks, I enjoyed that’?”
He stepped toward her and she raised the pistol.
“What do you want me to say? Marry me, Nate?” She snorted. “That ain’t never gonna happen, so I figured thanks would be good. It was definitely good, I’ll give you that, but that doesn’t change anything.”
She circled around toward her escape, keeping her eyes on the seething, naked man in front of her.
“What do you mean, it doesn’t change anything? It changes everything.”
His dark gaze reflected confusion and anger. Elisa wouldn’t fall for any of it. Her family was more important than anything she could ever have with a stranger who made her feel like a woman. A stranger who made her heart gallop and her body throb.
“No, you’re wrong. You are still my enemy.” Elisa ran, escaping the man who already owned a piece of her soul.
Chapter Five
Nate stood there trying desperately to catch his breath and locate his brain, which had relocated to somewhere between his legs. He couldn’t quite bring himself to look at his dick or he’d see the proof of the innocence he’d just taken against a tree.
A tree!
God help him, his father would have whipped him with a switch, one of the thin ones that always stung the most. Gideon would likely tear his hide for this.
Nate wanted to redo the last thirty minutes. If only he’d told someone he was meeting Elisa. There went the “if only” problem again. He needed to forget about that and live with the regret now that he’d deflowered a young woman.
He smacked himself on the forehead and ran toward the stream. At least the temperature of the water would cool the boiling heat that still gripped him. He felt hunger for the
She hoped that was good because she sure as hell felt good. He rubbed and circled the pleasure spot she’d discovered years ago. Only with him at the reins, it felt a hundred times better. Soon those questing fingers were sliding into her pussy even as his palm continued to rub her sweet spot.
“I need to get in there. Please, Elisa, let me in.”
She nodded, lost in a sea of sensation and passion, eager to journey with Nate to wherever it would lead. His mouth found her nipples and she nearly cried out from the ecstasy. Somehow her trousers were down around her ankles and his cock had replaced his hand. Just as he slid into her, his teeth closed around her nipple.
Pleasure, pain and everything in between ripped through her as he impaled her, stealing innocence and gifting her with womanhood.
“Holy Christ.” He cupped her jaw. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Doesn’t matter. Better you than some hairy, fat man Da picks out.” She hadn’t let loose the pistol and tapped him on the back with it. “Finish it, Marchand, and make it good.”
He captured her mouth in a kiss as he slid from her body, only to fill her again. And so his rhythm was set, one designed to bring her slowly back to the brink of insanity.
“Faster.” She bit his shoulder and rubbed her hardened nipples against the hair on his chest. Skitters ran down her body as he growled and captured the neglected nipple in his mouth and started fucking her in earnest.
Deep, slippery strokes pushed against her clit with each thrust. His roar of passion took her completely by surprise. She cried out a little, unable to speak, and her eyes closed with the spasms of her release. Nate bit her again as he found his own release, pulling her along on the road to heaven.
Their breathing was the only sound in the woods. The birds and insects had long since quieted against their passionate union. Elisa pushed against his shoulder and he stepped back, his cock sliding from her still hungry body. With a deep breath, she found courage she’d never known she had.
“Thanks, Marchand.” She buttoned up her shirt and trousers with hands that surprisingly didn’t shake. “I enjoyed that.”
His eyes filled with fury. “I am covered with your virgin’s blood and all you can say is ‘Thanks, I enjoyed that’?”
He stepped toward her and she raised the pistol.
“What do you want me to say? Marry me, Nate?” She snorted. “That ain’t never gonna happen, so I figured thanks would be good. It was definitely good, I’ll give you that, but that doesn’t change anything.”
She circled around toward her escape, keeping her eyes on the seething, naked man in front of her.
“What do you mean, it doesn’t change anything? It changes everything.”
His dark gaze reflected confusion and anger. Elisa wouldn’t fall for any of it. Her family was more important than anything she could ever have with a stranger who made her feel like a woman. A stranger who made her heart gallop and her body throb.
“No, you’re wrong. You are still my enemy.” Elisa ran, escaping the man who already owned a piece of her soul.
Chapter Five
Nate stood there trying desperately to catch his breath and locate his brain, which had relocated to somewhere between his legs. He couldn’t quite bring himself to look at his dick or he’d see the proof of the innocence he’d just taken against a tree.
A tree!
God help him, his father would have whipped him with a switch, one of the thin ones that always stung the most. Gideon would likely tear his hide for this.
Nate wanted to redo the last thirty minutes. If only he’d told someone he was meeting Elisa. There went the “if only” problem again. He needed to forget about that and live with the regret now that he’d deflowered a young woman.
He smacked himself on the forehead and ran toward the stream. At least the temperature of the water would cool the boiling heat that still gripped him. He felt hunger for the
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