made everything in her melt. Kat toed off her boots. She flicked
open the button on her jeans and shimmied the fabric down her legs.
The moment she stepped out of her pants Justin gripped her
hips, picked her up and set her on the edge of the saddle sideways. Naked from
the waist down, she shifted her weight on the seat. The movement made her shirt
hang wide open.
Justin’s vibrant-blue eyes blazed with arousal as he stared
at her, not moving, just looking his fill. Holding out her palm to him, she
said, “Come here.”
“Hold that thought,” he said and jogged off to the little
office off the tack room. He returned a few seconds later with the first-aid
kit in hand.
Kat raised her eyebrows. What the hell was he doing?
He flipped open the metal lid and triumphantly held up a
condom.
“You keep condoms in the first-aid kit?” she laughed.
“It’s an emergency kit. It makes sense to be prepared for
any emergency.” He flashed her a mischievous grin that made her heart pound. Yeah,
way to keep your emotions in check , Kat. Every time she was with
Justin she fell a little deeper into him.
Stalking toward her, he licked his lips. “Now where were we?
Oh yeah, I was telling you all about my fantasy of fucking you here in the
barn.”
The hunger in Justin’s eyes made her tremble, moisture
pooled in her core. No man had ever made her feel as desirable as Justin did.
Kat held on to the horn with one hand and the back of the
saddle with the other and arched her back so her shirt slipped off her
shoulders.
“You are so fucking sexy, Kat,” Justin growled.
He positioned himself between her legs. The contrast of the
warm, soft leather at her ass and the rough fabric of his jeans against her
sensitive flesh made her hiss in a breath. He swiveled his hips and she pressed
into him, desperate for the contact on her clit. Just the way he looked at her
was enough to set her on edge, the slightest touch sent tingles through her
body.
Justin licked a path up the column of her neck. “Do you know
how many times I’ve pictured fucking you in here? Pictured fucking you every
fucking place on the ranch?” he growled. “Damn it, Kat, I can’t stop thinking
about you.”
The hint of anger in his voice made her lean back to look at
him. “Is that a bad thing?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he gritted out the words between clenched teeth as
if it pissed him off to admit how much he wanted her.
“Why’s that bad?” she asked. Hope blossomed in her gut.
Maybe she wasn’t the only one feeling this struggle to keep things casual.
He looked at her, his chest rose rapidly as he breathed, his
eyes stormed with anger and arousal. “Come on, Kat. What’s light about me
wanting you every fucking minute of the day?”
She shifted her hips and pressed her body against him. “But
I want you just as badly,” she whispered and nipped his bottom lip.
He groaned then his muscular arms banded around her back and
pulled her tight against him as his lips crashed down on hers in a kiss she
felt all the way to the tips of her toes. The low rumble that rolled from
Justin’s chest made her pussy clench. God, she loved that sound, so hungry and
aroused as if he was fighting for control.
“Fuck me, Justin.”
He reached between them and ran his finger down the seam of
her pussy. “Jesus,” he groaned.
“Just take me hard and fast,” she demanded. She needed to
feel him inside her, buried deep.
Stepping back, he lowered his jeans then sheathed himself
with the condom. She reached out and pulled him back toward her.
Justin placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy and
thrust deep. They both groaned loudly. He paused for a moment, then eased back
and thrust forward again. Kat wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms
around his neck. The saddle against her ass supported her, angling her hips in
such a way that each stroke allowed Justin to hit her G-spot just right.
Kat inhaled deeply, trying to catch her breath. The scent
open the button on her jeans and shimmied the fabric down her legs.
The moment she stepped out of her pants Justin gripped her
hips, picked her up and set her on the edge of the saddle sideways. Naked from
the waist down, she shifted her weight on the seat. The movement made her shirt
hang wide open.
Justin’s vibrant-blue eyes blazed with arousal as he stared
at her, not moving, just looking his fill. Holding out her palm to him, she
said, “Come here.”
“Hold that thought,” he said and jogged off to the little
office off the tack room. He returned a few seconds later with the first-aid
kit in hand.
Kat raised her eyebrows. What the hell was he doing?
He flipped open the metal lid and triumphantly held up a
condom.
“You keep condoms in the first-aid kit?” she laughed.
“It’s an emergency kit. It makes sense to be prepared for
any emergency.” He flashed her a mischievous grin that made her heart pound. Yeah,
way to keep your emotions in check , Kat. Every time she was with
Justin she fell a little deeper into him.
Stalking toward her, he licked his lips. “Now where were we?
Oh yeah, I was telling you all about my fantasy of fucking you here in the
barn.”
The hunger in Justin’s eyes made her tremble, moisture
pooled in her core. No man had ever made her feel as desirable as Justin did.
Kat held on to the horn with one hand and the back of the
saddle with the other and arched her back so her shirt slipped off her
shoulders.
“You are so fucking sexy, Kat,” Justin growled.
He positioned himself between her legs. The contrast of the
warm, soft leather at her ass and the rough fabric of his jeans against her
sensitive flesh made her hiss in a breath. He swiveled his hips and she pressed
into him, desperate for the contact on her clit. Just the way he looked at her
was enough to set her on edge, the slightest touch sent tingles through her
body.
Justin licked a path up the column of her neck. “Do you know
how many times I’ve pictured fucking you in here? Pictured fucking you every
fucking place on the ranch?” he growled. “Damn it, Kat, I can’t stop thinking
about you.”
The hint of anger in his voice made her lean back to look at
him. “Is that a bad thing?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he gritted out the words between clenched teeth as
if it pissed him off to admit how much he wanted her.
“Why’s that bad?” she asked. Hope blossomed in her gut.
Maybe she wasn’t the only one feeling this struggle to keep things casual.
He looked at her, his chest rose rapidly as he breathed, his
eyes stormed with anger and arousal. “Come on, Kat. What’s light about me
wanting you every fucking minute of the day?”
She shifted her hips and pressed her body against him. “But
I want you just as badly,” she whispered and nipped his bottom lip.
He groaned then his muscular arms banded around her back and
pulled her tight against him as his lips crashed down on hers in a kiss she
felt all the way to the tips of her toes. The low rumble that rolled from
Justin’s chest made her pussy clench. God, she loved that sound, so hungry and
aroused as if he was fighting for control.
“Fuck me, Justin.”
He reached between them and ran his finger down the seam of
her pussy. “Jesus,” he groaned.
“Just take me hard and fast,” she demanded. She needed to
feel him inside her, buried deep.
Stepping back, he lowered his jeans then sheathed himself
with the condom. She reached out and pulled him back toward her.
Justin placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy and
thrust deep. They both groaned loudly. He paused for a moment, then eased back
and thrust forward again. Kat wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms
around his neck. The saddle against her ass supported her, angling her hips in
such a way that each stroke allowed Justin to hit her G-spot just right.
Kat inhaled deeply, trying to catch her breath. The scent
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