Page 61 of Second Rodeo


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“Fuck.” I groan, watching her body stretch around me, taking me.

Regan gasps. “You’re so big, Hayes. You’ve always been the biggest.”

“And you feel so fucking good.” I pull back slightly, watching my cock slide out, dripping with her pussy, glistening in the dim barn lighting. White. Clear. Slick and so much. “Damn, Regan, you’re making a mess of me.”

She moans as I push back in, deeper this time. I grip her hips hard, using the leverage to keep myself grounded, but nothing can keep me tethered to reality when she feels like this. My feet tingle from my boots up to my hips.

“I want to take my time with you,” I grit out. “But I can’t. It’s too sensitive without a condom.”

“So don’t.” Her voice is wrecked. Needy.“Give me more. Fuck me hard.”

I try to ease out, push back in slow, but it’s a losing battle. Her tight pussy squeezes me, and the last shred of my control snaps.

I rear back and fuck her.

Desperate. Wild. Unhinged.

She’s taking it all, her body trembling, her moans filling the barn, drowning under the sound of the rain hammering against the metal roof.

“I’m gonna—shit,Hayes—I’m coming,” she cries out, and before I can even catch up, she’s shattering around me. Her orgasm rips through her, her body clenching down on my cock like she owns it. Like she owns me.

Andfuck, I love that she couldn’t hold out for me. I love that it happened so fast for her too and the feel of her tight, pulsing walls send me flying over the edge. I yank out at the last second, shoving two fingers inside her to keep her climax rolling as I fist my cock, jerking rough, desperate strokes until I spill everywhere.

Thick ropes of cum splatter across the fresh-swept barn floor as I groan through clenched teeth.

“Fucking…shit.”

It’s the biggest load I’ve ever seen, dripping into the cracks of the wood, sticking there. I wonder if it’ll dry there like some sort of sexual memorabilia. I kind of hope it does.

She’s panting. I’m panting.

And when she finally straightens to stand, my fingers slip out of her with a wet, satisfying squelch.

I glance down.

Her own come is dripping down her thighs, sliding over her skin like it’s desperate to join mine on the floor and when the two touch, it’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.

The rain pounds harder against the roof, the barn air thick with humidity and the smell of sex. There’s something dangerous happening between us now but neither of us care anymore.

I grip the back of her neck and pull her in, crushing my mouth over hers, kissing her deeply like I can’t get enough.

Her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure down my spine as our tongues touch. Then she snatches my cowboy hat off my head and plops it on hers.

A wicked grin spreads across her lips.

“Wear the hat, ride the cowboy, right?”

And before I can react, she spins on her heel and takes off straight into the spring storm. Rain pelts down on her, soaking through the thin dress she’s still wearing as she heads straight toward our home.

I laugh, shaking my head before bolting out after her.There goes my wife.

Chapter 25: Regan

The grass is slick—way tooslick. My dad used to tell me that if my brothers and I were going to run around outside during a storm, that we better be prepared to bust our asses at least once and we always did. But I’m sprinting through the storm anyways, pushing my legs as fast as they’ll go, trying to make it back to the house before Hayes catches up to me.??

But he’s bigger. Stronger. And before I have the chance to dodge him, his fingers clamp around my wrist, yanking me back to him.

A shriek escapes my lips as I lose my footing, tumbling into his chest until we both go crashing down onto the soaked earth, me landing on top of him in a pile of soaked limbs. The rain pounds harder, drowning out our laughter. I’m breathless, hair plastered to my face, but when I raise my chin to look down at him, I swear I’ve never seen him so relaxed.