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The roughness of his skin against her
nipples made them stiffen and ache. Sighing, she arched her back, thrusting her
breasts toward him.
    The gorgeous Horseman needed no further
encouragement. He lifted her breasts and dipped his head toward them. His wet
tongue flicked over the hard peaks and Gayle quivered. Desire crashed over her,
stealing her breath and making her heart beat out of control.
    The wet heat between her legs told her she
needed even more from him.
    “Pace, please,” she said, her hands stroking
and kneading his broad shoulders. “I need you.”
    He groaned. A massive shudder rolled through
him followed by trembling in the ground around them. Gayle opened her eyes and
found that he had shifted from half-beast to his full-human shape. Instead of
his equine knees, he knelt on two long, muscular legs. From a dark blond thatch
of pubic hair rose his magnificent cock. The pink head emerged from the
foreskin and his heavy balls pulled up tightly.
    Gayle moistened her lips and reached out
hesitantly, her hand stopping just shy of touching his cock. She lifted her
gaze to his and his lips parted, his eyes gleaming with desire. When he nodded
ever so slightly, she reached out and pushed down his foreskin with one hand
then curled her other around his warm, satin-skinned shaft. She caressed it
with her thumb, learning his shape and texture.
    While she explored him, Pace remained still
except for the excited rise and fall of his chest. Only when her thumb tickled
the underside of his cock head did he groan with passion and shift his hips,
pumping his shaft into her hand. She tightened her grip on him and stroked
faster, her gaze drifting from his cock to his face. His impassioned look
excited her even more. Those gorgeous blue eyes had closed and the long, golden
lashes quivered slightly. His chiseled lips parted and he used the very tip of
his tongue to moisten them.
    If her hand brought him this much pleasure,
how much more could she give him if she used her mouth to…
    Again her heart skipped a beat. She wanted, no
she needed , to taste him. Placing her free hand on his chest, she took a
moment to enjoy the dusting of hair over rock-hard muscle and feel his heart
pounding against her palm. Then she pushed him, indicating she wanted him to
lie on his back. Even using two hands, she couldn’t have forced him down but he
willingly did what she desired and stretched out on the grass.
    Gayle knelt between his long, steely legs and
massaged them, using her nails to gently scrape his inner thighs.
    “Ah, Gayle,” he said, his voice rough and his
blue eyes smoldering.
    She had never imagined feeling like this, as
if she were a pleasure slave bent on seducing a favored customer. Yet in the
presence of this gorgeous Horseman, she couldn’t control herself. She moistened
her lips and kissed the tip of his cock. Pace seemed to stop breathing. He lay
tense and waiting, his gaze burning into her.
    Gayle trailed her tongue over his cock head
then teased the underside as she had done with her thumb.
    Moaning, Pace arched his back and buried his
fingers in her hair.
    Gayle smiled. She seemed to be doing this
right.
    Her eyes closed, she focused on devouring his
cock. It quivered so she held it steady, feeling it swell even more in her
hands. The tip of her tongue tasted the ridge along the underside, then flicked
over the head, wiping away droplets of pre-cum. Over and over she lapped and
sucked until he grasped her shoulders and held her back.
    “That’s all I can stand,” he panted, his blue
eyes aflame and a slight flush staining the high ridges of his cheekbones. His
powerful chest heaved and for a moment a hint of fear darted through her.
    He looked ready to ravish her. Despite her
desire for him, she knew little about him. Yes he’d seemed gentle and
respectful but—
    Pace released his hold on her shoulders and
tenderly stroked her face. Smiling faintly, he said, “A few more seconds of
that and we’d have had a