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I held her closer, kissing her lips. “Everything’s better with you, Maggie Ray.”

She smiled against my mouth. “Everything?”

I nodded.

Her hand danced around the waist of my pants. “What about this?”

“Definitely.”

Her hand slid into my underwear, nails scraping my happy trail, until her fingers gently circled my cock.

“Fuck, Maggie, I have to feed the cows tomorrow at four a.m.”

She made a fist around my shaft, growing harder by the second.

I reached back, tugging on her hair through her bonnet so she had to look back up at me. “You’re pushing it.”

She gave me a bratty grin, pumping my cock. “If you don’t like it, you should punish me.”

With her neck exposed, I couldn’t hold back. I pushed her over on the bed, laying her down and putting my hand over her throat—not enough to choke her, just enough to show her who was boss.

“I’m in charge,” I said, my voice low.

Her eyes lit with desire, and her throat moved under my hand with her swallow.

Fuck, it was hot.

“You’re in charge,” she gasped, desire in her eyes.

I released my grip, leaning back over her. “Now get on your knees and hang on to the headboard. Wouldn’t want that pretty head to get a bump.”

I moved back, watching her thick body roll under the blankets, and when she pushed up, her nightgown was already riding up. Holy fuck.

I took off my sweats, prowling beside the bed to get a condom.

“I’m on the pill,” she breathed.

We’d only done it with protection to this point, and the thought of fucking her raw nearly had me coming in my pants, but I shook my head, gritting my teeth. I ripped the condom open, rolling it on my cock, and got on the bed behind her. She had both hands on the top of the headboard, back beautifully arched as she waited for me.

I fisted her gray nightgown, pulling it aside to see that beautiful ass of hers, lacy thong disappearing between luscious cheeks. With one hand still on her nightgown, I pulled the thong aside, running my fingers along her sex and finding it soaking wet.

“You’re ready for me.”

“I’mbeggingfor you,” she breathed.

My cock jumped at that, begging right along with her. I pumped it in my hand and angled myself at her entrance. I pressed inside, slowly feeling her stretch around me. She let out a moan, and the sound nearly had me coming undone.

I moved my other hand to her juicy hip and took a handful of flesh, pumping in and out of her, then slid my hand down, making quick circles around her clit.

“Rhett,” she gasped.

“Now be a good girl,” I said, pulling back and slamming into her. “And come when I tell you to, not a moment sooner.”

She clenched around me.

“Got it?” I said, my voice low, punishing as I removed my hand from her clit.

She whimpered.