Hunt, Sofia - Riding the Circuit [Rodeo Riders 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Sofia Hunt Page B

and damn did he love being her mission. She opened wide and went down on him. Slurping noisily, she sucked his dick deeper. He helped her out and fucked her until his cock penetrated her throat, and her nose was buried in his pubic hair. He held her in that position for a few seconds then allowed her to surface for air. She gasped, her jaw slack. Saliva slid down her chin. Taking a deep breath, she went after him again.
    He fucked her face harder, every stroke taking maximum depth. Until he couldn’t take it anymore. Either come in her mouth or get out now while he could and plant his dick in her hot pussy. She bitched when he withdrew a final time.
    “What the hell. I’m not done with your cock, cowboy.”
    Glancing around, he didn’t see a soul. “Honey, I’m not done with you either. I just need a change in venue.”
    She licked her lips. Anticipation lit up her sexy eyes. “Fuck me.” Her throaty whisper sent shivers of sexual need from his lips to the tip of his cock.
    “A woman like you needs a hard ride.”
    “The harder the better.”
    “On your hands and knees, darlin ’.”
    Mitzi quickly complied, wriggling her ass in his face. Raising his hand, he brought it down hard on her fine ass. She shrieked, caught off guard by his more-than-playful slap.
    “What the hell was that for?”
    “Just breaking in my little filly.”
    “This filly wants you to get your ass in the saddle.”
    Jonah laughed. “Don’t tell me you’ve never dabbled in the dark side of sex?”
    She snorted. “I’ve dabbled in everything to do with sex.”
    He was intrigued. “Even multiple partners?”
    “The more, the merrier.” She looked back at him and winked. “Hot damn.”
    Jonah fumbled for a condom in his jeans pocket and slipped it over his rock-hard dick. He dispensed with further foreplay and positioned himself at her wet entrance. With one hard thrust, he buried himself deep into her pussy, which was surprisingly tight and pure sinful heaven. Jonah paused and savored the moment. She fit him like a glove, custom made for his cock. Her body pulsed around him, muscles contracting to bring a sweet pressure to bear on his hard dick.
    Jonah threw back his head and uttered a guttural growl from deep inside, primal and untamed. Her mass of red hair fell across her back and over her shoulders, reflecting fire in the moonlight. The same fire built in his groin to almost painful proportions.
    He drew back, gritting his teeth from the steel control being exerted to keep from pounding into her. His hands rested on her sides, grasping her silky skin, and shook from the effort it took to hold back.
    His heart pounded in his ears. Withdrawing with painful slowness, he slid inside her again, a deceptively slow, lazy stroke. She arched her back and moaned, grinding her hips into his crotch.
    “You feel so fucking good, Jonah.”
    “Babe, not half as good as you.”
    Reaching underneath her, Jonah grabbed two handfuls of tits, squeezing and pinching. All the while, Mitzi squirmed and writhed, rearing back to press her ass against his hips and take him even deeper. He held on as she bucked in a wild frenzy beneath him.
    Everything they said about her was inaccurate. She was far better than anything he’d heard. No wonder she broke the heart of every male lucky enough to fuck her.
    As he watched her sweaty body gyrating with unbridled enthusiasm, he fell a little in love himself. Jonah gave as good as he got. He meant to take it slow, treat her like a lady, but the lady wasn’t making it possible. So he treated her like a woman. He rode her hard and rough, like a wild filly who needed taming. She demanded more, and he gave it. He’d always held back with women for fear of hurting them. But not this woman. She demanded, and he had to give then up the stakes.
    She came first. Her pussy squeezing his cock tight with each spasm of her body as it shook with the intensity of her orgasm. He bit down on his lip, right on the edge. But he