For Love or Music by Isabella Harron

Author:Isabella Harron [Harron, Isabella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Isabella Harron
Published: 2019-05-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

After a long shower involving a great deal of hot water and soap, Emily held tightly with muscular strength around his waist as her back rested against the slick tiled enclosure. When she believed he could not bring her to release once more, he managed to leave her boneless in his arms unable to do more than a smile as her head nestled against the side of his neck craving sleep. The next time he entered her was on the floor of the bathroom, when they had yet to make it to the bed, Wade insisted he needed a break to care for the horses.

He watched her as she led one of the mares to her stall, wearing only his t-shirt and those pink panties with the tiny bows. Just knowing that she had them on was enough to drive him crazy. The only other thing covering her bare legs were an old pair of mud boots. Something about her bare legs and those boots. "Oh, she is going to be the death of me." Closing the stall door, Wade sauntered up behind her, pulling her back to his bare chest. Slipping his hand under the shirt into the silky pink material as his free hand undid the button on his jeans. Emily moaned, wet and ready for him, he held tightly to the wood door as she pressed her perfectly round bottom against his hips. Within seconds those panties were down to her knees as he teased at her entrance. His hand reached into his pocket for another packet of protection.

"Wade, please."

"Emily. Wait, I am out of condoms. We have to go back to the house."

"No. I am not waiting."

"Emily." He pleaded.

"No. Now damn it, Wade. Now." Her insistence was his undoing as he entered her from behind. It did not take long for Emily to release a string of spasms. Wade shifted his weight on the cusp of quaking himself when he began to withdraw from her heat. "No. Stay."

"Emily. I need to pull out."

"No. Are you clean? Tell me. Damn it."

"Yes. Tested. Clean."

"Now. I want to feel you. Don't make me wait."

Wade began to ask about protection when the tight muscles of her channel clamped down on his shaft. Her moans sending him over the edge as he pressed firmly on her back while pulling her hips to meet his powerful thrusts. Emily clung to the wood handle of the stall door bent in half at the waist as Wade pummeled her from behind.

"Grrr." Releasing a guttural moan as he exploded meeting another string of spasms from her body. Pulling her body tightly against his, still connected, he whispered in her ear. "Sorry, that was not polite of me." He pulled out, reaching for the pants shoved down past his knees as Emily turned to face him.

"I would rather have passion than politeness any day." She smiled against his lips, before nipping playfully. "But you could make it a lot longer this time." His look of surprise tickled her senses when he asked.

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