Giddy Up
connection
building between them, she slipped her tongue between his parted
lips. She tried to express how strong her passion for him was
without using words. Surely the words would come later but, right
then, she needed to satisfy her lust for Ted, and nothing
else.
    Watching him walk toward her had
been exciting. The simple action had ramped up her desire to a
level where only exercising the need would ease the pain. Besides,
he was still wearing his hat and boots, and she had a thing for
cowboys.
    When she moved a hand down between
them and squeezed his jeans-covered rod, a lusty moan drove into
her mouth. He moved his hand to hold her head steady for him to
take over their kiss. Their connection was full of passion and
something else, but she wanted much more than a kiss—she wanted to
be fucked by him.
    “I didn’t bring anything with me,
did you?” Sakura assumed he’d know she was asking about protection,
but didn’t have the words to say it directly. It was difficult
enough for her to wait for an answer and not go back to enjoying
his possession.
    “No, I…” He couldn’t finish because
Sakura fell right back into the pleasure building between
them.
    The disappointment in not having
all of him was gone before her lips returned to his with passion.
There were other ways to find satisfaction for the desire running
rampant through her body. She may want more from Ted and he may
need something else from her, but she’d figured out how to go about
finding relief for them both.
    The last time she’d done anything
like what she planned, she’d been wearing geisha attire and makeup.
She’d been afraid to do or say something that would make her
recognizable. This time, there wasn’t a need to pretend to be
someone other than who she was, and she couldn’t be happier with
the difference.
    Pulling away from him brought a
growl from Ted. His tension relaxed a bit as she moved swiftly to
kneel on the ground between his legs. Looking up into his face, she
found the same hunger rolling through her body and wasted little
time in going after what they both wanted.
    Placing her hands on his thighs,
she smoothed them upward and unbuttoned his jeans. Sakura was
prepared for anything, but apparently she wasn’t because she
couldn’t stop laughing when his cock popped out from behind the
placket.
    “What’s so funny?” Despite being in
such a vulnerable position, he didn’t sound insulted by her
laughter, merely curious.
    “I wasn’t thinking you’d not be
wearing underwear,” she said as she stroked two fingers up and down
the solid fleshy rod. His cock was similar to his brother’s, but
different, and she took a minute to soak up more about him. Ted’s
was thicker and almost as long.
    Inhaling his scent, she needed to
taste his seed. It might be naughty to think such things, but she
wanted to know everything about him.
    “While you have on too much.” There
was no smile on his face when he mentioned she still had on all her
clothes. To make things fair, she moved back and stripped off her
shirt and bra, then went back to what she’d been about to
do.
    Sakura held his hard-on still with
one hand and braced herself with the other next to his hip on the
couch. Slowly she slipped her mouth over the crown and dragged her
nipples across his jeans-covered thighs. Pulling her mouth off him,
she ran her tongue around the head before covering him
again.
    Shifting her hand, she brought it
up over his length until it met her mouth then slid it back down.
She fucked him with her hand and mouth, keen to make him come. She
hungered to taste his special essence, riding through her needing
to be satisfied.
    To build a stronger connection with
Ted, she needed to feel even more of him. Without any second
thoughts, she pushed her hands under his shirt and smiled at his
stomach muscles jumping. She took it to mean he was as lost in
their passion as she was, and she had to touch more of
him.
    Suddenly he sat up straight,

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