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My eyes widen as I open theht of Chase’s naked chest His pectorals look like they were designed to bench press the Eht perfect squares of raw ht into his flesh Christ, I didn’t knoboys were this ripped! But, then again, Chase isn’t just a cowboy, is he? He’s so much more than a simple label

“Like what you see, uh?” he asksthe look of surprise (or lust) in my eyes

“I do… I like it a lot,” I tell hi ers inme throw my head back

“My turn,” he grins, and places his free hand on ht shoulder He pushes the strap ofthe cup of my black lace bra, and then does the sa both hands, he tugs on my dress until it’s all bunched up aroundon the rabs at the fabric of s Once he’s done, he just throws it to the side, a flicker of soht of my half-naked body

“Guess you like what you see too…” I whisper, se to my flat stomachand then further down

“I do And I want to dointo me His lips find their way into mine once more, and we kiss in coainstit alether wasn’t the last one

“So, it’s ti into my eyes I still can’t believe I asked hih with it His lips go down to my neck, and then he takes the one hand between my body and the mattress, he finds the clasp of htly as I feel the cups drooping overas the fabric becomes loose

Yanking on it, Chase just pulls the bra out and throws it off the bed Using both of his hands, he squeezes ers as he does it “I can’t believe I didn’t taste your tits last tiht nipple between his thuer I archon ht to ets there, it has already turned into raw pleasure Chase really knows his way around a woman’s body; that much is for sure

“Well, I’ oninto his eyes He doesn’t reply; he just leans into me with parted lips, and wraps the He sucks it inside his ue to lap it, and I beco suddenly becomes uncomfortable

Reading hs, his pal Pressing and rubbing, he worksthem from side to side as electric sparks fly from my pussy and travel up my spine

Finally letting go ofover ets to the patch of skin where an un-tanned line shows, he stops He lifts his head, looks up at oes to his knees

He reaches for the abandoned tie on the side of the htens it out

“Your hands,” he tells me, and the tone in his voice leaves no room for disobedience He wants my hands, and he shall have it I extend them toward him, wrist on wrist, but he shakes his head “No, behind your back,” he ordersto the side, ht over my ass

“That’s it,” he grins, lacingthe to break free, but it’s useless; I’ anywhere unless he unties me He rolls tothe skin between my tits once more He brushes his lips down my naked skin, and he only stops when his white teeth are touching the fabric ofon it with his teeth, he slides it down rabs the thong and takes it to his face; pressing it against his ed cowboy smile

“Dinner s hi on his stohs, but this tiht for the kill Wrapping his lips aroundthe contour of er