Ranchers of Madison County, 2
All Victoria ever wanted was a home to call her own. Her life had been one apartment after another, and she craved roots. When her dream finally came true, someone else wanted to take it from her. There was nothing she wouldn’t do to keep her home. Even fight with the humongous, obnoxious, abrasive, confrontational, but gorgeous neighbor, Cole.
When Cole and Victoria met, his first thought was of how beautiful she was. After that, he thought of getting her to sell the ranch to him. But then his feelings veered back to just wanting her. But first, he had to fix the misconceptions he inadvertently gave her, and then he’d have her for good if she didn’t kill herself first or give him a heart attack.
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Cole’s head dropped, and his mouth covered one of her nipples and sucked deeply, pulling a desperate moan from her throat. Her breasts were larger than he’d thought they’d be, and her nipples were a pretty pink. He continued to suckle her until she withered on the bed. He gritted his teeth at the sounds that were close to what a kitten sounded like, and it just made his passion ramp up another level.
He lifted his head and took her mouth. At the same time, his hand slid down and under her panties. His tongue continued to sink into her mouth as his fingertips learned what made her squirm.
Cole slid his middle finger between her folds and pressed the heel of his hand against her clit as his long, blunt-tipped finger pushed into her wet heat. A groan was pulled from both as she tightened on his finger, and a new rush of moisture slid from her, drenching his hand.
“Oh, God, baby. You feel so good.” He began pumping his finger in and out. After several minutes, he slid in another finger before scissoring them, stretching her tight cunt.
Cole continued to suckle on her nipple and pump his fingers, determined to give her the first orgasm. When she started to tighten and squeeze his fingers so much that it was hard for him to move, he pressed down on her clit and shifted it back and forth. At the same time, he suckled strongly at her breast.
He heard her cry out as her cunt spasmed around his fingers and screamed as her hands desperately gripped his shoulders. Wave after wave of sensation kept at her until she had no more energy and lay lax against him. Victoria took a deep breath, which caught in her throat when she felt a drop of sweat roll off Cole’s forehead and land on her chest. Her eyes slid open a tad to see the dark look of hunger on his face that he couldn’t hide.
When Cole didn’t move and just continued to kiss her cheeks as he murmured soothing words to her, Victoria tried to relax into the mattress and to calm the breath that was see-sawing out of her. Her eyes shot to his in shock when the realization that she’d actually had an orgasm finally hit her.
Cole laughed at the surprised, stunned look on her face. “What do you think now, baby?”
Victoria sighed. “It’s good.”
Cole snorted. “Only good?”
She shook her head. “No, way more than good. It felt like I was … flying.”
Cole smiled smugly and slowly started moving down her body, taking her panties with him.
“What are you doing?” Victoria asked nervously, trying to grab his shoulders.
His hand went between her legs and pried them apart enough to get his shoulders in between them, and then he used his hands to spread her folds apart.
“Cole?” She licked her lips nervously.
“Relax, baby. I just want to taste you and make you fly again.”
Victoria’s breath hitched, and her body jerked with awareness. “Taste me? I don’t think…”
Cole grunted. “That’s good, sweetheart. Don’t think, just feel.”
She moaned, and her hands gripped the comforter tightly by her hips. Victoria made a keening noise and lowered one of her hands to his shoulders, her nails digging into his muscles.
He didn’t like the swell of anxiety he could feel coming from her. He lifted his head.
“It’s okay. I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you.” Cole felt a moment of relief when she seemed to relax, giving him her trust. He felt the blood rush through his veins at the heady feeling. “You’re doing so good, baby. Just let me have a few more tastes.” He spread his tongue, licking her from back to front, leisurely tasting her, moaning at her sweet taste.
A strangled moan tore from her throat at the feel of one of his broad fingers sinking into her with forceful intent, at the same time, his tongue pressed down on her hard little clit.
Cole moaned as another wave of moisture slipped from her, easing his way. With one last swipe of his tongue and pressure on her clit, Cole pushed her over the edge, causing a burst of heat to explode inside her.
Before she came down from her high, he grabbed his jeans and found one of the condoms he’d brought, had it torn open, and rolled on before her eyes even opened. He moved up and positioned the hard ridge of his penis against her wet heat and slowly pushed in. Cole wanted to be in her before she came back to awareness to prevent her from feeling any discomfort. He stopped with a gut-wrenching groan when she took all of him inside of her. He gave her a few minutes to become accustomed to his size before he started to move within her sweet, silky wetness.
Cole framed her face with his elbows and bent down to press a soft kiss against her lips. He would have smiled if he could at the look of concentration on Tory’s face.
“God, baby, you feel so good. How are you doing?”
After a slight pause, Victoria could only nod, and her eyes slid shut.
“Good, because I would never want to hurt you. You know that, right?”
“Mmmm.”
“Open your eyes for me.” He grunted at the look of rapture in her eyes, but he still worried he was causing her pain. “You would tell me if I was hurting you?” He watched her intently, waiting for her answer. “Baby?”
“Yesss,” she hissed as her fingers dug into the layers of muscles on his smooth back.
Cole exhaled in relief before he took a deep breath and let himself go, knowing now he wasn’t hurting her.
For several minutes, all they felt was his pounding need and her complete surrender to the pleasure he was giving her, the smell of sex and sweat of their passion floating around them, and they listened to the blissful moans of the other.
His rigid control was the only thing holding his orgasm off as he pushed her toward her third orgasm.
“Come on, baby, just one more, and then I’ll let you rest. I need to feel you come around me.” He slid a hand between them and pressed his thumb against the silky bundle of nerves he knew would throw her over.
He tucked her under him, pinning her to the mattress with his weight and took his pleasure, stroking deeply, plowing inside of her and out with determined strength. It took no time for him to explode, and it seemed to continue forever as her contractions milked him.
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