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  When I turn back to the photos— BAM! — it’s right in front of me. A full screen close up. Her eyes piercing into the camera, hair in total disarray covering part of her face. A bikini top barely covering her nipples. Damn. She’s got it all.

  The cell phone rings snapping me out of pleasure mode. I check the name then answer the call.

  “Hey Sandy. I was about to call you.” I listen to the updates on tomorrow’s meeting. “How’s the spread sheet coming? Good. Meet me in the restaurant lounge in 5. I’d like to take a quick look at it.”

  Sandy’s waiting for me at the lounge entrance with several spread sheets in tow. She’s one hell of a business partner and the best sister a guy could want. I wouldn’t trust business affairs to anyone other than family. We take a seat and pour over the material. It’s easy enough to pick the best plan in short order. Sandy rolls up the papers then reaches out for a hug. I plant a big kiss on her cheek when I catch a fast movement from the corner of my eye at the entrance.

  It's Race walking away toward the lobby.

  Screw it all to hell… I mumble under my breath. What else can go wrong?

  Sandy stops and looks back. “Did you call me?”

  “No…thinking out loud. Let me know when you land.”

  I saw the barkeep look toward the door at the same time I saw her. He might confirm if it was Race. I’m sure it was, but maybe I can catch a break and be wrong.

  “Did you notice a young woman come to the door then leave? …in a black dress.”

  “Impossible not to notice Race.”

  “Thought so.”

  I fly out to the hall in time to see her get in an elevator at the far end. No way to catch her now. I walk back into the bar and take a seat.

  “Johnny Walker Gold. A double shot.” The bartender nods.

  A new plan to get me out of this mess is what I need. There’s no way she’ll have dinner with me now. I motion for the house phone, call the desk and ask for her room.

  It rings several times finally I hear a sharp ‘Hello’.

  “Race…” Click and she’s gone.

  Okay. Round two. Now it’s time to play dirty. Whatever it takes.

  I call room service. Lucky for me she placed an order. I change it from salad to appetizers of all kinds, deserts, iced champagne, and red and white wines.

  “No cheap bottles bring out your best. Money’s not a concern. Put three or four dozen roses on the cart and serve with silver and fine china. And crystal glasses. Nothing plastic and I need it at her room pronto. I’ll meet the server in the hall at her door.”

  All isn’t lost yet. She was angry enough to hang up on me and that means something. From what I know about ranch women— they only get mad when they’re interested. Hope this gets me in the door long enough to explain.

  I palm a fat tip in the waiters’ hand, so he’ll leave. Nothing to do now but hope this works.

  Two quick knocks and the door opens sooner than I expected.

  “Come in,” she turns without looking and walks to the sitting area.

  Finally, a break. She doesn’t realize it’s me.

  Race turns around with a tip for the waiter then see the serving cart.

  “This isn’t my order.”

  I step from behind the cart and walk toward her as she looks back and forth between me and the cart. She working to figure it out.

  I’m not taking any chances and move in quick to get my arms around her before she can move. Race braces up against me turning her face away.

  “Now you listen, girlie. The pretty blond you saw hugging me is Sandy Lancer. My sister. And my business partner.”

  Her body loosens slightly as she turns and looks at me.

  “We were going over a few spread sheets while waiting for you. When she left, I kissed her cheek and we hugged because she’s leaving on a business trip to Australia later tonight.”

  Race breaths out a heavy sigh dropping her forehead on my chest. I pull her closer into me. I don’t want her to feel distant or like I have an edge on her. The only way to make sure she doesn’t is this.

  I lift her chin up and put my lips on hers kissing soft as I can. I don’t want to scare her off with all the passion I feel. So much for that— my tongue finds it way inside her warm receiving mouth. I welcome her gentle sucking as I work my tongue in and out then around her wet lips lingering to gently bite her plump bottom lip. All the while the vision of my hard cock inside her drives me forward. I want to pick her up and go straight to the bedroom, pull off the sexy white outfit she has on. I need to ravish her body from her full tits down to her wet pussy.

  Instead, I relax my arms and kiss her forehead. I’ve already fucked up enough for one day so I’m moving slow and with caution.

  Race walks over to the service cart looking at each tray.

  “This is stunning, Jake. You’re not the typical man, you know. I like that about you.” Her smile is different now compared to earlier— sweet and sincere, a heartfelt smile from a place deep inside. Exactly what I was hoping for— to touch a nerve inside her.

  She picks up a champagne glass. I pop the bottle top while we’re both laugh about her fast exit like we’ve known each other a lifetime.

  “Here’s to the best, and most stunning, truck driver I’ve ever come across!”

  She smiles and raises her glass to touch mine.

  “Jake, I owe you an apol…” I cut her off in mid-sentence.

  “Not necessary, baby, but having your tasty lips again is.”

  She meets me halfway offering up her parted wet mouth for me to devour. Which I do.

  Chapter 11

  Race

  My behavior made me look like a total fool back at the lounge. My reaction came across as nothing short of immature— now I’m embarrassed. To make excuses for my actions would be even worse. Plain and simple, I couldn’t hold off the flash back of emotional pain. It sent me reeling in anger and I bolted. A natural reflex of the past hurt. I do work to improve myself… I see tonight my progress is quite slow.

  The evening could’ve been smooth had I let the hostess take me to Jake’s table where I would have found out who the blond was. Now there’s some doubt if he has told me the truth. I’ve heard every story known to man. Sandy may not be his sister at all, and I have no way to find out at this moment. The night fell apart by my impulse to run. That cost me time and put a measure of discomfort in the air. I didn’t get the slow-paced dinner to enjoy him. The opportunity to learn more about him now lost along with the fun of flirting and teasing each other. The intrigue of buildup gone.

  Jake went far out of his way to get in my door making his need to explain impressive and it keeps the fire in my gut. I was too ticked off to care when he called. I don’t know many guys who would’ve gone to this trouble for any woman. Most ranch men would’ve shrugged their shoulders and kept going. I know what the room service order cost him, not cheap by any stretch. All senses tell me he wants to be with me…at least for this night. I’m good with it. I say I am but after his luscious kiss I could find out I’m lying to myself. I may want more than one night but for now…

  I’m ready to have all he wants to give.

  Chapter 12

  Jake

  The cell phone sends out the chime for Sandy. I break away from Race’s lips, not that I want to, but this is my chance to prove Sandy is, in fact, my sister. I’m sure Race is a ‘burned once, twice shy’ woman. She wouldn’t believe me a hundred percent unless there’s proof. Here’s the proof she needs.

  “Why didn’t I turn the damn thing off… don’t move.” I wink at Race and press the speaker on.

  “Hey, what’s up, Sis?”

  Race and I listen to Sandy talk about a change of plans with family. Mom and Dad are arriving two days early and need to be picked up at the Denver airport.

  “Not a problem. I’ll have one of the guys meet them. I doubt I’ll be back from Idaho in time.”

  Sandy gives the details of the flight and comments on how she’s disappointed to miss the visit with our parents.

  A look of relief settles on Race’s face.

  “You can take a fast trip to Texas when you get back. Let me know the minute you land. And be careful, Sis, big crocks and mean cowboys over there. Don’t forget about the snakes.”

  “You’ll have her scared to death,” Race says and chuckles. “Sandy doesn’t sound happy about missing their visit.”

  “She’d spend every minute with Mom and Dad if she could.”

  I make a quick call to the ranch foreman with the pickup details.

  “Is one of the guys able to get them? Good. Listen John, I’m shutting down my phone for the rest of tonight— I’ll catch you tomorrow.”

  “No more interpretations, baby,” and I go back to her waiting lips.

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  y hands find their way around her small waist and down to her tight ass. As I pull her hips into my hardness, I hear a slight moan escape with her exhale. I take that as an okay and lift her up closer to me. She puts her legs around my waist locking them together, her thighs squeeze as she slides her sweet tongue in and out of my waiting mouth. The rhythm was liking to her sucking me off… which I’m not one bit opposed to.

  “My god woman…you do know what to do.”

  She doesn’t answer me but wraps her arms around my neck. She’s still tangling her tongue with mine with the right amount of force to make my cock double in size and drip pre-cum.

  I make my way toward the bedroom a few steps at a time stopping only to unbutton her top and get to those outrageous tits. She picks up the champagne bottle on the way by.

  “If you make this rod any harder, I can promise you an explosion.”

  “Come keep your promise,” she answers in a sultry whi
sper. She lowers her legs to unsnap her pants and drop them to the floor.

  Standing before me is Race in all her full naked glory— oh yes, it is glory. She’s built, curvy in the right places and luscious. She strikes a pose, then another, teasing me, showcasing every inch of her muscular body. Never have I seen a sexier woman— full firm tits with big pink nipples— I won’t be able to leave them alone. My eyes move down to a patch of curly thick hair in the V of her crotch. My clothes fall to the floor next to hers. Race smiles as her hands make their way down to my rock-hard dick.

  “Come here, you.” I scoop her up and carry her to the bedroom.

  “I need my hands all over those ripe tits, baby,” and I lay her on the bed. Under the pale lights each curve is accentuated in shadows of dark and light making an exotic vision. Never have I seen anything like this woman!

  I lay down next to her gliding my hands along the soft skin of her hard stomach when she rolls over toward me. For a flash of a second her moves show the eerie wildness about her. A rush of chills moves up my back as she crawls on top of me— slow and easy— like a cougar moving along a mountain ledge.

  Long curls fall forward with each push of her hips as she slides her lush pussy along my stomach to my chest and back down.

  “Put those beautiful tits right here, baby girl.” I grab them pulling her soft nipples into my mouth— licking, sucking as I want.

  She arches her back pushing both breasts fully into my face. Got to love this woman because she’s not shy. She doesn’t pretend to be a goodie two shoes. She has a hot sex and she’s not ashamed of it.

  “You make me burn,” she whispers as she slowly teases her tits in and out of my mouth. Then she’s pulling them away to rub her nipples across my chest.

  Deep moans mixed with chants of pleasure pour out from her. The words are to faint to make out, but the tone of her message is clear. She’s loving this.

  She slides all the way back to rub her ass up and down on the sides of my throbbing cock.

  “Be careful, cowgirl— unless you want me to pound this rod into that juicy treat of yours right now.”

  Race keeps it up. I can’t hold off any longer whether she’s ready or not, I’m ready.

  I flip her onto her back, so I can get to what I want. She lays her thighs open showing me her womanhood. It’s wet and shiny making it impossible to not suck those velvet lips— pink like her nipples and pretty as a newly open rose.

  “I have to taste you, such a beautiful pussy, baby girl.”

  I spread her lips apart licking her sweet tasting clit, sucking until I see she’s ready to take this fuckin’ I’ve got for her. She lifts her ass up to me as if to say, ‘give me that big cock’. I lick and caress all of her womanhood thinking how I could stay right here all night— except I want to fuck her every way but loose. Sooner than later, she’ll feel my wet cock plunge into her.

  Her full round breast ends up in my hands. I plunder them until I feel her body tense up and she’s whispering my name over and over.

  “Let me have it, baby,” I encourage.

  Rolling her hard nipple between my thumb and finger, milking it then letting go only to grab it again. I keep working it until her love moans are louder and I taste a little of her cream. It’s clear to me her tits have a direct connection to her hot pussy. She boils when they’re getting handled— a good thing for me since there’s nothing I love better than a woman who loves her tits as much as I do.

  “Give me all of you, baby.”

  I’m sure she’s ready to let her cum flow. I mount her, spread her legs wider and rub my pulsing dick all over her creamed slit.

  “Don’t make me wait,” she says as if talking to herself.

  I drive my iron rod into the warmest, pure delicious pussy I’ve ever felt. She works her hips to receive me as I drive in deeper feeling emotions I didn’t know existed.

  “Jake… Jake…” she whispers and let her cum flow over us.

  I ravish her lips and down to her nipples while pounding deep into her dripping wet pussy. Realizing I need to slow my stride to take in the full pleasure of her tight channel, I find a steady pace where I can plunge deep into her. She falls into rhythm with me meeting each of my thrust as if we’ve made love together for a lifetime. I ride there at a steady rock, biting her hard nipples as they stand up begging for more attention.

  “Harder, baby, drive in harder,” she tells me. I pound her with the force of a jack hammer. And she wants more. She’s every man’s dream.

  She grinds those perfect hips of hers pumping me until I unload my thick cum in her swollen pussy. Another wave of pleasure washes over her releasing warm cream over my cock again. Damn! She’s keeping me like a rock.

  “Jake…oh please.” Her moans are breathless as sweat drops rise on her skin.

  This fuckin’ hot woman could make a man go mad! I’m thrusting into her balls deep with my still engorged cock working up to another explosion.

  “You could make me go crazy for this sweet treat…You know that don’t you?”

  “Show me,” she murmurs.

  I remember how her sweet ass moved as I followed her across the parking lot. How tight and round it is. I think how soft the skin must feel. I get up on my knees and roll her over on her stomach.

  “Put that sweet ass up here to me, baby.” I pull her back into me rubbing my shaft all over that beauty spreading our mixed cum. Her moans signal she’s pleased. The head of my dick finds the inside of her lips and I slide into her warmth again. The walls of her tight pussy squeezing my dick sucking it dry— Jesus! She’s making me loose myself. Pulsing deep strides in and out kept me throbbing inside her. I need to fuck her for hours, for days— to hold on to this feeling. I need to pull as much of this insane level of pleasure into me as I can.

  “Race, tell me what you want, baby. I want you to have what you need.”

  I rub my hand up her back and around to her tit where I pinch her hard nipple pulling it. Her tits drive me fucking nuts!

  “You’re giving me what I need.” Her voice is low with a smoky quality about it like the Blues singers from years back. Who would think a woman’s voice could keep my cock hard?

  I had stayed at a sweet, paced rhythm but now I’m lost in my own need to fuck her hard, fuck her fast. My hips thrust forward with force hitting my aching balls against her welcoming ass. I pound her harder and harder, faster and faster, until I’m on the edge of having the release of a lifetime.

  “Baby, I can’t hold back any longer.”

  “Please, Jake, I want it now, now.”

  I keep holding her ass in my hands pounding into her pussy, pulling her back into me to give her my full length. My passion is pushing me to a place of craziness I haven’t been to before. It’s forcing me to fuck her so hard my rod throbs with pain as cum shoots out in countless streams deep into her core.

  Race screams out as I release and lets her juices flow with me. I reach under to her clit with my thumb to wring out her climax to as much satisfaction as I can give her. I keep rocking my cock in her and massaging her sweet spot giving her several more waves of pleasure. She lets out a full sigh of breath and her body relaxes. I think how fucking beautiful she is.

  When I roll over pulling her with me and wrap my arms around her tight enough not even a ray of light can get between us, she groans with satisfaction. Fine tremors slightly shake her body. The comforter is in reach and I pull it over us still rocking her back and forth.

  “You okay, honey?” I ask in between kisses on her forehead.

  “Humm…I’m thinking better than okay, Jake.”

  When she looks up at me I take the opportunity to gently caress her lips and face again. The need to keep touching her is strong— I’m starving for more of her. At the same time, I want to show her what I feel is more than a fly by night piece of ass. She’s got to me a hell of a lot deeper than I planned.

  We lay together for a long-time snuggling, being close, taking in the joy of the aftermath glow. It’s far too good, too involved for words.

  “I

  bet you’re hungry,” she asked, her face still snuggled in my chest.