He pulls smoothly out and helps me turn and sink back onto the hay, my thighs vibrating. Now I'm facing that still stunning cock, all wet and glistening, standing half mast before me jutting out from between his leather chaps. It's a sight that makes me wet all over again. Before he can move me, I take hold of him at the root and wrap my mouth around his cashmere length.
“Oh, Angel,” he groans. “Fuck, that's good.”
I lick all the sweet and salty juices off his still solid dick. I slide all of him into my mouth, having to stretch so wide my jaw hinge aches. I can hardly believe I took the full breadth and length of the massive hammer inside me. Shea makes low growly sounds as he strokes my head and twirls my hair around his fingers.
“How are you, Angel? Not too sore?”
“Not too sore to want more,” I tell him.
“Greedy little girl.”
He slides out of my mouth and lays back on the prickly hay, then pulls me down to lie on his broad chest, making a pillow of himself so I don't get prickled. Always a gentleman even though he can be an untamed beast. He crooks one arm behind him, to rest his head on his hand and stare up at the barn ceiling while he strokes my back. I'm still quivering with orgasmic aftershocks and as wobbly as a bowl of pudding.
“Jesus, you are really incredible,” Shea gruffs towards the roof, like he's talking to the stars, if only we could see them.
“Can we just stay in here all weekend?”
“I wish we could stay here forever. I want to devour you with my eyes, my hands and be buried inside you night and day.”
“But—I have to go.”
I wasn't going to bring it up seeing as we barely know each other but if not now, I don't know when. I need to find out if this was a quickie fun for him, like so many cowboys on every ranch I've been through have offered. Except Shea isn’t like any of the others. He's wilder than any of them but also more mature, even sensitive. There'll never be another man to match Shea as long as I live.
“I know, Angel. You have to get back to work. But you can't blame me for wanting to keep you with me for one last cuddle up.”
Wait. That wasn't what I meant. Screw the job. I don't care about that at all. I only wanted to know what was going to happen between us now but I guess I got my answer.
One last cuddle up.
He's had all of me and that's enough.
I climb up off the hay, using his chest as a handlebar to push off. He watches me with half-lidded eyes as I bend down to hike up my panties and my tits bob in his face. I pull up the gathered blouse and re-tie my hair before finding the stupid tiara thing that went crashing to the ground as he clawed his hands through my hair ravenously.
“Hey, what's up?” he demands, sitting up on the hay and somehow looking hotter than ever with his thighs splayed wide.
“Nothing,” I snip, turning to head back to the rodeo.
The music for the square dance has started up and I ought to be there.
Shea lurches forward and grabs my arm, pulling me back to stand between his open thighs.
“Nope. Not buying it. You're upset all of a sudden and this is only gonna work if you're always honest with me and share what you're feeling. So tell me what I did.”
I swallow hard, my legs still shaking from the incredible sex he just gave me and his stunning face staring up at me questioning and brooking no pouting.
“What do you mean this is only going to work if I'm honest?”
“Just that. Tell me straight what you're feeling, good and bad. There's nothing you could say to me that would ever make me feel any different about you. So don't be afraid to let rip.”
“Okay. But I was asking about the 'this going to work' part.”
“What about it?”
“You want something to work between us?”
“Don't you?”
A serious look descends on his gorgeous features for the first time.
“No,” he groans. “Don't tell me you were using me for some man candy action?”
“Man candy action? Is that cowboy speak for a booty call?”
“Maybe. You keep teasing me like that though and I'll have to put you over my knee. You're about due another spanking.”
My cheeks flush hot at the memory of the slap on my ass while tossed outlaw style across a horse, that got me hotter than ever.
“Answer me? Was this a one off thing for you?”
“God, no Shea. I was thinking the same thing. You're the only man I want in the entire world.”
His wide mouth stretches high on one side.
“Right then. I see another pout like that ever again, don't forget that lassoing I gave you. You aren't too old a colt to be tied up and trained.”
He pulls me down for another steamy long kiss that he only breaks right at the moment he's ready to rip my clothes off all over again. Then he allows me to return to my duties.