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he sucked a patch of delicate skin behind her ear between his lips.

“And still coated in your cum.”

“Is that a hint, Kay? Am I supposed to lick my cum from your

tits?”

“I suppose it would be a start,” she told him and raised her hand to

unclasp her bra. It popped aside, letting him feel the heat of her skin

as he tweaked her nipples. “Keep doing that and my nipples will be as

hard as Chole’s.”

“But you don’t have a pup to suckle each one.”

Stuart wasn’t prepared for her cynical laugh. “I could,” she told

him, laughing when he went to pull his hands from her. She lifted her

hands and steadied his back on her tits before he could pull away.

“Damn, I can’t even joke with you.”

“Now I’ve got a mental picture of me and…Travis, I suppose,

each sucking one of your tits.”

“What else do you see?”

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“I think the more important question is what do you envision?” He

continued to massage her breasts, her nipples hard against his

calloused fingertips.

“Right about now, I’d like to feel your cock in my pussy, from

behind.”

“That’s what you want, me fucking you from behind?” Stuart

didn’t hesitate his continued tweaking when she shifted in front of

him and he realized she was unzipping her jeans. It was her hands that

pushed them and a pair of blue silk panties down her thighs, and her

body that moved back to push against his crotch.

“You’re getting hard again. I can feel you against me.”

“I can’t imagine why,” he said in a sarcastic tone. Stuart dropped

his hands and unzipped his own pants, pausing only to pull a condom

from his wallet before he snugged back against her butt. “Hold this,”

he told her and handed her the condom package. One hand went back

to her breast while his other slid around her waist and snaked down to

her crotch. His finger pressed between her pussy lips and found them

full and damp. “Damn, you’re hot and ready.” He thrust his finger

deeper and finally inside her pussy when she shifted her hips.

“That’s a start,” Kay said, rotating her hips to take his finger

deeper. “I can feel your hard cock riding between my ass cheeks. It’s

getting harder.”

“That’s what’s supposed to happen, isn’t it?”

“God, I hope so. Don’t tease me any longer, just fuck me.”

“In my own time.” He lightly bit the back of her neck and slid a

second finger in her pussy. His other hand continued to pump her

breast and twist her nipple.

“Your cock is so hard, Stuart. What will it take to get you inside

me?”

“When I’m ready. I like teasing you, making you wait.” He took

his hand from her breast and stroked it against her mouth. She sucked

it immediately. “Pinch your nipples, Kay.” She lifted her hand

without question and started to pull on one in rhythm with sucking his

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finger between her lips. Her other hand still grasped the condom

package.

“Oh, baby, you are so hot,” he whispered, pulling his fingers from

her lips and dropping them to her ass. He took his cock in hand and

began rubbing it up and down her butt crack while fingering her

pussy. “You’ve got me ready to come already, Kay.”

“Then do it, come on my ass, but you have to lick it off.” Her

silent dare wasn’t lost on him.

“I’d rather lick it from your pussy,” he managed, pulling

completely away from her. He grabbed the condom from her and tore

it open, sheathing himself. With his hands on her hips he pulled her

backward a step, widening her stance as far as her puddled jeans

around her ankles would let him. His cock was inside her wet, hot

pussy in one push. He had to still or lose his composure, and he

wanted to fuck her, long and slow, not just come inside her

immediately.

“I’m so full,” Kay said, pushing back to meet each thrust. “You’re

huge inside me, Stuart. Do you know how large your cock is? I knew

when I first felt you this afternoon you’d be large, but sucking you

down my throat was positive proof. I knew you’d stretch my pussy

wide. Fuck me until I come.”

“I’ll fuck you until I come,” he said, his fingers biting into her

hips a bit harder. In the back of his mind he wanted to take this slow

and make her beg for more. In reality, his dick did his thinking for

him, and he was pumping in and out of her as fast as he could. “Damn

you, Kay, you’re so fucking tight, it’s like you’re milking me.”

“That should be a good thing.” Her tone was light and teasing.

“Stuart, don’t stop now, whatever you do, don’t stop.”

He interpreted her words as a plea and used all his might to push

deeper.

Stuart knew he’d come soon. The signs were there, his mind

losing control to his body. In one last moment of clarity, he pushed

his thumb in her mouth, which she immediately started sucking like

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she had his cock earlier. He pulled it from between her lips and,

without a verbal warning, slipped it between her ass cheeks and into

her anus.

“Fuck me,” she cried out, and for only a few strokes, he fucked

both her holes until her body shuddering around him sucked his

restraint and made him come. “Don’t pull away,” she cried, and he

managed to hold himself in place.

While gasping for air, Stuart felt her inner muscles contracting

around his cock and his finger. Her body spoke for her, the intensity

and urgency building from inside out. He pulled his finger from her

ass only halfway before pushing it back. Kay groaned her approval,

and he did it again. He continued to finger-fuck her ass, feeling it

against his cock, feeling himself come back to life inside her.

“That’s it, that’s what I need.” She braced her hands on the stall

door and pushed back against him. Her whole body shook when her

orgasm hit, penetrating the movement to him. He felt himself come

again, a small orgasm, but definitely an orgasm, and was astonished.

While he’d never need little blue pills to enhance his sex life, he

usually needed downtime between orgasms. Tonight, in the barn,

taking Kay against the stall door, he’d come twice. The first time was

because she was so tight. But when she started humping him, he

figured it was all for her. How wrong he was. Between her tight pussy

and his finger stroking himself through her walls, he’d been harder

than the first time. This orgasm was purely emotional on a new level.

He hated her at that second, and himself for taking her. He knew

better than to cross the line with her, but he’d gotten reckless, and

now he was all emotional. Hell, he realized, he was holding her to

him, his arm locked around her waist. If they were in bed, he’d be

spooning her.

Gravity and Kay’s juices eventually had his cock slipping from

her body. Only then did he move his finger from her ass. Suddenly he

was conscious of their surroundings, the sounds and smells of the

barn. Glancing around, he was relieved nobody had come in during

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this episode. Now he had to figure out what to say. Thankfully, she

spoke first.

“I had high hopes for you, Stuart, but I underestimated your

stamina. I like it.” She laughed and pulled from his grasp, taking a

step to the side. He noted she bent provocatively to slide her undies

and pants back up her legs.

“Stay like that and I’ll fuck your ass.”

“Right now,” she winked at him, “I’m game if you’re capable.”

“Later, when I want to.”

“Going to make me beg for your cock,” she joked, and finally

straightened up. She turned to face him while she tugged her bra back

in place to cover her breasts. “My breasts are still needy, heavy.” She

tugged her nipples. “You never even sucked them.” Laughing again,

she pulled the shirt into place and tucked in the waist of her jeans, not bothering to attempt to button the few ones remaining after he tore it

open.

Stuart held back a smile. “Next time,” he told her and finally

reached down, pulling his pants back up his hips. He paused and

pulled off the condom before walking to the garbage pail two stalls

down. He paused there and fastened his pants in place before turning

to look at her.

“You are one amazing fuck, lady.”

“Now you just have to decide what to do with me, how you think

you’re going to handle me.” She said it with humor, but her words

were accurate. “I’m going home to shower. I have to be up early.”

Kay walked forward, pausing to kiss his cheek, then turned on her

heel and walked away, leaving him in the barn.

“Holy shit,” he said aloud, running his fingers through his hair.

“What the hell just happened? I thought I was supposed to be in

control.” The irony of the whole night wasn’t lost on him. Kay had

made her point. But that didn’t wipe the smile off his lips on the walk

back to the lodge.

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Chapter Sixteen

Stuart made a point of staying out of the kitchen for a few days,

needing time to think about his experience with Kay. Beyond all the

reasons he knew they shouldn’t get together, he realized he didn’t

want to share her. So it would be better not to have her at all. After

the weekly Wednesday meeting he stalled outside the kitchen door,

studying her garden, which was flourishing. It pissed him off just

slightly that she hadn’t failed. What did that say about him, he was

wondering when she opened the back door.

“Got a minute for me?” she asked, her tone professional for those

in the kitchen who might overhear.

“Yeah, walk with me to the kennels. I want to see how Chloe and

the pups are adjusting.” She fell in step beside him, but they didn’t

talk. When they were well away from prying ears and eyes he heard

her pull a deep breath.

“You don’t have to say anything, Stuart. Actions are louder than

words. I understand you don’t want a relationship with me and I

accept it.”

“What makes you think that was where this conversation was

going?”

“I’m not a dolt.” She laughed aloud. “I knew the night

we…fucked so magnificently that you wouldn’t continue. I suppose I

could have been demure and accepting instead of demonstrative and

asking for what I needed, but it’s not my style anymore. From now

on, I’ll speak what’s on my mind. It’s the only way I get satisfied. I

won’t apologize for being bold.”

“It’s just that it’s not smart business to be sleeping with my chef.”

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“That was a slip, Stuart. I’m your pastry chef, and Travis is your

chef. That’s what you can’t get past, my wanting both of you. It

makes me wonder if it’s because you’re afraid of your feelings for

Travis? I’ve heard bits about your early days in the baseball league

together, how you shared women then. But something stopped that. I

assumed it was because your circumstances changed and the groupies

weren’t around. Now I wonder if it was because you were afraid of

restarting that side of your relationship with Travis.”

They were still walking, but his step faltered. She nodded at him.

Stuart knew she was baiting him just for her pleasure to watch him

squirm. “Did the two of you ever touch each other, maybe suck each

other’s cocks or occasionally fuck one another?” He stopped dead and

glared at her. She didn’t hold back her sly smile. “Have I gone too far, asking if you two ever fucked? I haven’t asked Travis. Would he tell

me the truth? It doesn’t matter. It would be interesting to watch, I

think, how you two would touch. It would be better to center all your

attention on me and ravish my body.” He still stood rooted to the spot,

looking at her with a blind stare. “Either way I’ve hit a sore

spot…you’d never tell me the truth now anyway.”

Finally, he started grumbling under his breath and headed for the

kennels. He figured she could only make out a few curse words

walking beside him, but it was enough to let her know she’d pushed a

button. He was debating if she’d gone too far this time. “But I have to

accept your decision, so I won’t be a problem. I won’t come taunting

you at inappropriate times. I’ll just take our time as a memory.”

They were halfway to the kennels when she paused. “Does that

about cover the conversation?”

“Yes, I suppose so. I thought…”

“That I’d fight or get nasty or clingy? Not my style anymore. I

had a good time with you. I’d rather just keep that memory.”

“I’m relieved you understand, but somehow I’m disappointed. I

feel like I’m being challenged and dismissed at the same time. You’re

an interesting woman, Kay, in many ways.”

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“Not dismissed, really. Just gracefully let go.” Kay reached to his

cheek and ran her fingers through his beard. “It is a shame I never got

to feel your beard between my thighs, but I accept your decision. I

hope you find someone that fills your sex needs.”