Longarm and the Colorado gundown

_{It was interesting, he thought. And a damned friendly thing to do too. He chuckled, feeling suddenly very fond of this woman, and grateful to her for reminding him of what a woman could and should be. He closed his eyes then and leaned forward himself just a little. There wasn’t very much needed. His tongue found the spot he wanted, and he felt Leah go loose and melt all the closer to him once they were locked head-to-crotch with each other in a French sixty-nine.}

_{Leah was clean and smelled of jasmine, and her flesh tasted sweet. He nuzzled the pink, tender places, found the tiny button he wanted, and began to concentrate on it. The warm body that was pressed against his stiffened as the tensions rose inside her. Then with a loud cry of release she spasmed, clamping her thighs tight together and arching her back. Longarm waited until she was done with the overwhelming sensations, then gave her a brief, loud kiss on the cunt and lay back so Leah could concentrate on things at her end. Or his, depending on how one wanted to look at it.}

_{If he thought she was good before, he hadn’t known the half of it. It was as if Leah had been turned loose of all restraints. As if she wanted to prove herself the best there ever was.}

_{She was like a great, hot, eager cat. Sucking. Touching. Taking Longarm deep into herself and holding him there.}

_{Drawing on him so hard it was as though she wanted to keep him there once she got him where she wanted.}

_{Longarm made no effort to guide her. But then he didn’t need to. Leah knew his body better in some ways than he thought he did. She knew, and she was not shy about using her knowledge. She played his cock and his balls and all the nearby nerve endings like a superb musician might play a fine instrument. She built him until the intensity of his pleasure approached the fine line that separates pleasure from pain, until Longarm himself was not sure if what he was feeling was one or the other, until he knew only that he wanted this to last forever even if it was pain he was receiving.}

_{Nothing lasts forever. Not even pleasure. Especially not pleasure. He exploded. He convulsed, his legs and belly contracting with the power of the ejaculation, and jets of hot fluid spewed out of him into Leah’s own heat.}