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The Girl's Guide to (Man) Hunting (Bluebonnet #1)(19)
Author: Jessica Clare

Dane groaned at that, letting her fingers dance along the zipper of his shorts, undoing it and helping him slide them down his legs. They were quickly followed by his boxers, and his c**k was exposed. It was a nice specimen, she had to admit—no wonder Dane had been so popular with women. His c**k was long and thick and utterly beautiful, with a large crown and just a hint of a curve to it where it jutted from his body.

Definitely a lot larger than her last boyfriend’s, she realized with pleasure. She glanced down at his naked legs and noticed he still wore his hiking boots, just like she still wore her sneakers. “Should I take off my shoes?”

“No,” he said, and when she reached for his cock, he wrapped her fingers in his and turned her around, until her back was resting against his chest. “Not tonight. The ground is wet.”

“But—”

His arms wrapped around her from behind and he nuzzled her neck again. “You’re thinking too much.” His hand trapped one breast, his other sliding to her sex as he pressed more kisses on her neck and shoulder.

She forgot all about shoes.

Then his fingers touched her clit again. She clung to his hands, riding his motions as he thrust against her bare backside, his fingers mimicking the rocking of his hips. His fingers slipped into her sex and thrust again. “You ready for this, Miranda? Ready for me?”

“More than ready,” she breathed.

“I can tell you are,” he said against her neck, his fingers thrusting into her pu**y one last time. “You’re so wet you’re soaking.”

She shivered at that, and didn’t protest when he moved away from her and bent to retrieve the first-aid kit. He pulled a box of condoms out and stared at it in surprise. “Fucking Brenna packed an entire box of condoms,” he rasped. “Don’t know if that’s just f**ked-up or brilliant.” He ripped the box of condoms open and pulled one from the rest. He glanced back to her. “Put your hands on the tree.”

Her hands rested on the bark of the tree and she glanced over her shoulder, watching him. He rolled on the condom and put his hands on her hips, pulling her backward a little. He nudged her knees apart until she was spread wide, her outstretched arms bracing against the tree for balance, her legs cocked open, her body bent over slightly.

Miranda’s entire body tensed, waiting.

Dane’s hips brushed against hers and she felt the head of his c**k nudge against her sex, seeking entrance. She sucked in a breath, anticipating the hard slide of him into her body. Nothing happened for a long moment, and she was about to protest when she felt him sink in.

She whimpered in response. She hadn’t had sex in a while and he felt…big.

“So f**king tight,” he said in a low voice; his teeth gritted. “Feels so good.”

Her fingers dug into the bark of the tree and she bit her lip, willing her body to relax. She flexed her hips, encouraging him to move, but Dane wouldn’t be rushed. He anchored her hips against his and gave a slight pump before withdrawing.

She gave a whimper of distress at this, not liking the fact that he drew away. Her body was on fire with need, her blood throbbing in her veins, and she was so tempted to just reach down and start to play with her own clit so she could go over the edge that he’d been teasing away from her—

With a swift motion, Dane thrust again, and she forgot what she was thinking. A deep push, and he rotated his hips slightly as he pressed deeper into her, this time not stopping until she’d taken all of him.

She gave a low moan at the sensation of being filled—desire began to move through her faster, and she gave a little squirm, flexing her hips and encouraging him to f**k her.

“Tell me what you want, Miranda,” he said in a low voice, leaning over her until he covered her, his stomach pressing against her back. “Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”

Her breath rasped in her throat, and she swallowed hard, her thighs quivering when he gave another small thrust, more of a tease than what she wanted. “I want you to f**k me,” she breathed.

She was rewarded with a hard thrust, but then he stopped again.

“Please, Dane,” she said, flexing her hips so she could slide along his cock. “I want you to f**k me harder. Faster.”

Dane thrust again, and again, two sharp bolts that made her toes curl with pleasure. Then he slowed, pumping in and out, slow and methodical and so very good. The constant, steady motion of his body rocking into her own drove her utterly insane with need. He’d thrust, then pull back, then thrust again, all slow and unhurried, and she raised her hips roughly against him, a wordless request. He seemed to realize that she needed something more. “Is this how you like it, Miranda? Or do you want it rougher?”

“Rougher,” she breathed. “I need you to drive me crazy. Make me think of nothing but sex.”

The next thrust was so hard she nearly bounced off her feet, and she gave a small cry and clung to the tree. “Oh God,” she said. “Like that. Yes.”

He gave her another wild thrust, and then began to pound into her as hard as he could, ignoring all their playful games, and she could have cried out with delight. This was what she wanted and expected from her first encounter with Dane. For him to make love to her, rough and wild, forcing her to concentrate on the slam of his body against her own, the slap of his balls against her pu**y as he thrust over and over again.

She felt the familiar elusive heat building, and began to cry out softly with each successive thrust, until her cries came together so quickly that she was doing little more than keening her need into the forest, despite Dane’s halfhearted attempts to shush her.

And still it wasn’t enough. She felt the build but couldn’t quite seem to find the edge. Couldn’t quite get there, even as he pumped harder and harder. Frustration began to make her building orgasm ebb, and she fought even harder to bring it back, but it was no good. “Dane,” she said, her voice sobbing the word. “I need…I can’t…”

“I’ve got you,” he said against her ear, and she felt his hand slide between her legs, felt him stroke her clit. “Come for me.”

He’d wait for her to come. The thought exploded in her mind at the same time as the orgasm did. She immediately shattered, an involuntary cry escaping her throat, her muscles locking in the onset of the most intense orgasm she’d ever had. He said something but she didn’t hear it, the blood roaring through her ears as he drove into her a few more times and came himself, his body stiffening behind hers.

   
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