by Taylor Lee
She looked up at him and saw that his eyes were squeezed tight. His face was twisted with need. She understood why Wyatt got excited when he saw her orgasm taking hold. She knew that if she kept doing what she was doing and didn’t hold back, she could make him come. Her power thrilled her.
Taking a deep breath, she pulled him farther into her mouth, pressing the length of him against her tongue and throat.
She thrilled when Wyatt cried out “Christ, Holy Christ! Jesus, honey, whatever you do, don’t stop!”
And she didn’t. She sucked harder taking him deeper than she thought possible. Squeezing and releasing, she used her mouth to mimic the way her pussy contracted around him. She pulled him deep in her throat then let go. She dragged him in and out, squeezing, releasing.
His legs were spread wide. His thighs were taut with exertion. He held her head between his hands tipping her back at an angle, opening her throat in a way she didn’t think was possible. With a deep groan, he began to thrust, pumping urgently. He thrust faster and deeper as she sucked him harder and harder.
She heard him cry out, a fierce wild animal cry as he exploded inside of her mouth. A flood of throbbing pulses filled her mouth. Jet after jet of hot cum splashed down her throat. She held him tight in her mouth and didn’t release him until his legs stopped shaking and his cock stopped pulsing. Even then, she let him go of him slowly, wanting to taste, savor, every drop from him.
He slid to the floor, his knees bent, and landed on his ass, panting and shuddering. He leaned against the wall, murmuring her name over and over. His eyes were closed, his body was plastered with sweat. She reveled in the way she made him come and felt of a wave of desire flood over her. She moved up against him wanting to suck in his hot smell, to feel his wet body against hers. She yanked off her silky drawers and climbed up next to him trying to press her wet pussy against him.
His voice was hoarse. “Oh, yeah, baby. Oh, yeah. Now it’s your turn. Now you want to get fucked, don’t you? You want it hard, honey? Hard, like you made me come?”
She nodded, moaning, panting in response.
He kicked off his pants, spread her legs, and put them around his waist, jerking her up tight on his lap, so that her knees were pressed against the wall straddling his thighs. She moved in closer, trying to push her pussy up against him. He reached down and ripped off her camisole, roughly pulling both breasts up to his mouth. He sucked on one nipple, then the other, and bit down harder than he ever had. He was ravenous, sucking, biting and tugging on her nipples. All the while, she begged him not to stop.
Keeping her legs around his waist and his hands cupping her ass, he knelt up and lowered her onto his already erect cock. He shoved her back to the floor, their bodies connected as one.
“Yeah, honey. That’s the way. Now, my baby is going to come for me, aren’t you? Come for me, honey! Now, baby, now!”
Hooking her knees over his arms he spread her legs wide and began thrusting in and out, a fierce driving force. She was so consumed with passion that she didn’t know the screams she heard were her own.
When she stopped shuddering and began to breathe easier, he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. Holding her hand, he reached in and turned the shower on full force. Ignoring her shrieks, he pulled her in with him and held her under the streaming hot water. He kissed her mouth, her breasts, then picked her up and held her against the shower wall. He pressed his face into her groin kissing and sucking on her wet pussy.
He turned off the water. To her surprise, he spread a towel on the floor, laid her down on her stomach and went to the other room. She looked up to see him return with a jar of the ointment he used to rub her back and massage her feet.
The fierceness in his eyes frightened her. She pushed up on her side, her eyes wide and questioning.
“What… what are you going to do, Wyatt?”
He lay down and pressed his wet body up against her back. Reaching between her legs, he separated her ass cheeks and ran his fingers teasingly around her nether hole.
He whispered, “I want to fuck you. Here, honey.”
Lei started and pulled away. “No, Wyatt, I can’t do that. I… I don’t know how.”
He whispered, his breath tracing the shell of her ear. “I’ll show you, honey.”
She stammered, “No, I’m afraid. I… I can’t.”
He shushed her. “Don’t be afraid, baby. And, honey, remember, you can do anything I tell you to.”
She was shaking. He spread her cheeks wider and rubbed the ointment on the rosebud opening to her ass. She clenched against him but he put more ointment on his finger circling the opening.
He slid one finger up inside her ass and murmured, “Don’t resist me, honey. Let go. Feel how good this is.”
She was afraid and clenched down harder trying to keep him out. But he put more of the oily substance on her adding another digit to the first. He murmured to her to let go, to feel how good it felt.
Little by little he felt her relax.
“Bet you never knew how sensitive this little place was, did you darlin’. But this is only the beginning, baby. Let go and let me show you how thrilling it can be.”
She groaned and gasped an excited little shriek .
His voice was a knowing chuckle. “See, baby, I knew you’d like this.”
He leaned down and spread her cheeks. Running his tongue around the tight pucker, he nipped the sensitive skin. When she squealed, he bit harder and then slipped a third finger inside her. Feeling her grind against him, he worked his fingers in tantalizing circles, stretching her, rimming the tight hole. She began to quiver. Her breath was coming in raspy pants. He heard her murmuring inarticulate pleas.
He leaned over and whispered to her. “That’s the way, honey. Now you want it, don’t you? I knew you would like this, baby! My hot baby. Okay, darlin’, just do what I tell you to. I’m going make you feel like you’ve never felt before.”
She jerked back, her voice was low, scared. “Will it hurt?”
“Yeah, darlin’, it will, at first. If you let go and don’t fight me, it’ll just hurt at first and then it will feel so good. Can you do that, Lei? Let go and don’t fight me? Okay? Now kneel up here, honey, that’s right, on your hands and knees.”
He folded a towel and put it on the floor.
“Here, sweetheart, put your face here and let’s lift your hips up nice and high like this. Mmm. That’s good. Now let’s get your knees farther apart like this. Mm hmm, good girl, such a good girl. “
Her voice shook, a tiny whimper. “Wyatt, I… I’m scared.”
He ignored her. “Here baby, here. Give me your fingers. Let’s put some of this stuff here too.” He took her fingers and used them to spread her pussy lips. With her opening spread he rubbed some of the ointment up the length of her slit landing on her clit. “Here, honey, rub right here,” he said taking her fingers and rubbing them against the sensitive nub of her clit. “Yeah, you can do that, can’t you, baby? Doesn’t that feel good?”
She moaned and squirmed under him, spasms of desire jerking her body.
“See, honey, didn’t I tell this was going to drive you crazy? Keep rubbing there and I’m going to come inside you. Then I will come back here and make sure you come, okay, baby?”
She was moaning deep raspy sounds, rubbing her clit between her fingers and thumb the way he showed her.
“God, Wyatt, this… this ointment makes it… even better. Oh God, oh, my God. It’s like I’m… I’m on fire.” Her voice rose, an exhilarated shriek.
Wyatt huffed out, his excitement flaring. “That’s the way! Christ, honey, you are a natural. God, Lei, you’re good. So goddamn hot!”
He lifted her hips and pulled them up next to him. He slathered more of the oily cream on the end of his cock and then rubbed more all around her tight hole. With a groan of anticipation, he pressed the end of his cock against the tight pucker of her ass.
“Let go! Let go. Feel it, honey. Keep rubbing her
e!” He moved her fingers up and down and around her throbbing clit thrilled when she moaned in response.
Wyatt couldn’t hold back any longer. If he didn’t get inside her soon, he was gonna come all over her ass. With a loud groan he nudged the end of his cock past the tight opening. Thrusting just inside of her he thrilled to this tight new place wanting to go higher and harder. But she cried out and tightened against him, pushing him out.
“Uh, uh,uh. No, no, no, honey. Don’t fight me. Feel how good it feels. Think about how good it’s gonna feel when I am deep inside you. Hard and high, honey. That’s what you want, I know you do! Let go, baby.” He growled with anticipation knowing that he couldn’t hold on much longer.
His deep animal growl sparked something wild in her and she stopped fighting him and moved her ass up higher to meet him. She shrieked in response. “Yes, Wyatt, yes! Do it like you said. High, hard!”
“Oh, Christ, yes, baby. Let’s do it, honey, let’s do it the way I’ve always wanted to.”
He reached around in front of her and pulled her hips up closer to him. He rubbed her fingers against her clit and then pushed his cock up past the tight opening. She cried out and clenched down against the pain.
“No, no, baby, let go, don’t fight me—feel how good it feels! Now, Lei, push down, baby. Let go! Let me come in you, deep inside of you.” As he spoke he felt her release. With a deep shuddering groan, he began panting, moaning, giving in to the exquisite pressure. He started moving his cock in and out timing his long hard strokes to her panting breaths. As her orgasm built, he felt her deep muscles tighten around him, milking him.
When he was sure that her climax was hard on her, he let go with a violent groan that was closer to a growl. He thrust up into her higher and harder. An uncontrollable wave of passion overtook him. A savage wild cry broke from deep in his throat. He met her at the top of the most extraordinary climax he had ever had.
When the din of blood rushing in his ears finally stopped, he heard her sobbing, crying out to him.
“Hold me, hold me, Wyatt.”
“Oh, God, yes, Lei. I will hold you and I won’t let you go.”
They lay together panting and shuddering
A few minutes later, he said, “Here, sweetheart. Come, let me clean you off.”
He picked her up and pulled her into the shower. He rubbed sweet smelling soap all over her body, between her legs and gently up inside her ass. She cried out but he held her close and murmuring to her over and over telling her how beautiful she was and how she had made him feel.
He wrapped her in a towel and carried her over to the bed. He put her damp body in bed and crawled in behind her, pulling her close to him.
“God, honey, thank you for loving me like you did.”
He rubbed her back and whispered in her ear. “Lei, I needed you to suck me off. Do you understand how I needed that?”
She nodded.
“You don’t know how much I needed that. Goddamn, baby, you did a hell of a job. You drove me out of my fucking mind. I know you’ve never done that before, right?”
She shook her head. “I’ve only read about it in books. I never knew real people did it.”
He laughed. “Yeah, honey, real people do it. Not a whole hell of a lot of them do it the way you did. Christ, Lei, whores work for years on their technique. You sucked me like it was the most natural thing in the world.”
“I did it because I loved the way that it was making you feel. I wanted you to feel good and to get rid of the things that happened tonight. And, Wyatt, I loved the way it made me feel. I felt… powerful. Like I could do things to you the way you do them to me.”
“God, yes, baby that is how you should feel. You had my heart—I mean cock — in your hands and your mouth—between your teeth for God’s sake. That’s a hell of a lot of power.”
He held her without talking for a while and then wrapped his arms around her tighter. “Now let’s talk about how I fucked you here.”
He spread her cheeks and touched the sweet pucker of her ass.
She jumped back. “No, no.”
“It’s okay, honey. I know you’re sore and will be for a couple of days. I’m going to put some of Chief’s magic stuff on you now. No, no, don’t pull away. Hold still. All I’m going to do is rub a little right up here. See that feels better, doesn’t it?”
She murmured and pressed up closer to him.
“Lei, thank you for letting me do that to you. I needed to. Do you understand? I needed to do something that I knew would scare you and that you would let me. It was like I had to know if you would trust me. That you would do something that frightened you because I wanted you to. Does that make sense to you?”
“I think it does. I know how angry you were. I knew you weren’t angry at me and wanted to do something hard to get rid of that anger.
He nodded, grateful for her understanding.
“Wyatt, if it hurt me bad you would have stopped, right?”
“Oh, yeah, honey, you know that.”
“Wyatt.”
“Yes, Lei.”
“It scared me a lot… But I liked it. It felt amazing.”
“Honey, you have no idea how that makes me feel. I came in a way I never have before and God I’m glad that you felt that way, too.”
“Wyatt.”
“Yes, Lei.”
“If anyone else tried to do that to me it would be a terrible assault. The only reason it wasn’t was because it was you. That’s because I love you. Do you know that?”
“Yeah, honey. I do know that. I know that you do.”
He was quiet for several minutes.
“Lei, can you deal with actions for a while? Can I tell you how I feel about you with actions not words?”
She nodded and moved closer to him. He held her tight up against him, murmuring to her and nuzzling her until they fell into an exhausted sleep.
Chapter 17
The next morning, Lei sat astride her Arabian outside of the hotel, preparing to ride back to the ranch. Chief, Alono, and four of the Caballeros who had been with them at the dinner were mounted on their horses beside her. Chief held Master’s reins waiting for Wyatt.
Wyatt came out of the hotel and approached the three hard eyed white men sitting on the porch. He spoke to them in Chinese, acknowledging their unspoken help, and sent his regards to Wan Chang.
At that moment, Martin, Jesse, and several others involved with Martin’s campaign came out of the hotel. When Martin saw Wyatt, he turned away. Studiously ignoring him, he spoke to the others in a hearty voice.
Wyatt lit a cigarette and took a drag on it. He watched Jesse and Martin for a moment, then walked over and stood next to Jesse. He looked down at Martin, who was a good four inches shorter than he was. He smiled to himself, seeing Martin’s pale face and shaking hands. Wyatt tipped his cowboy hat at a rakish angle. He knew his tight jeans, open necked plaid shirt and cowboy boots compared well with Martin’s rumpled business suit, dress shoes streaked with dirt, and his chubby neck and face.
Driving home his advantage, Wyatt spoke in a low voice, clear enough to be heard by Martin’s team. “Martin, a good campaign manager knows when, where, and how the opposing candidate takes a shit. And everything he does in between.” He added with a cold smile. “I’m a hell of a good campaign manager. There isn’t a better one in the business.”
He tipped his hat to Jesse. “See you soon, honey.”
Martin stood grim faced, his eyes flashing with fury, and something akin to fear.
Wyatt tossed his cigarette, mounted Master, and rode off with Lei and Chief at his side, the others following behind.
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Wyatt understood political corruption. That understanding had made him rich. He had seen it at every level of government, from local mayors, county officials, state and territorial legislatures, governors, and federal big wigs. In his more than fifteen years of acquiring land, minerals, cattle, and timber he had never once fallen prey to unscrupulo
us or illegal practices to build his wealth. He didn’t have to. Instead, he thrived by outwitting the corrupt. Understanding their greed and willingness to skirt the laws, he was able to outmaneuver them by appearing to be one of them, but always with a different end in mind.
In the early years, he operated as himself underestimated as an upstart half breed by the corrupt politicians and dishonest businessmen he outfoxed. When he was nineteen years old, he borrowed money from Joey and purchased a tract of land he liked in Colorado, only to discover silver two years later. It was a discovery that fueled his purchases from that time forward. He made his biggest land purchase, a huge tract of land at the four corners of Colorado, Utah, Arizona, and New Mexico, by out-scamming the scammers in the New Mexico territorial government. He was twenty-three years old and secured the water rights to a good portion of the Colorado River basin.
As he became better known and less able to disguise his intentions, he built a network of entities that he owned and operated as a silent partner. His partners were respected businessmen who lent their names and prestige, while Wyatt put up the money and controlled the enterprise anonymously.
His special skill was to ferret out political thievery in the making and beat the perpetrators at their own game. He had done it countless times in New Mexico, where politics and corruption were the law of the land. As the election for governor of Wyoming loomed, he smelled a rat. When he discovered that one of the candidates for governor was involved in a far reaching land fraud, he immediately signed on as chair for the opposing candidate. Given that nobody ever beat the candidate Wyatt supported, Martin Kendrick’s candidacy was doomed. But Wyatt wasn’t content with destroying Martin’s political ambitions; he was determined to bring down the corrupt enterprise fueling his campaign and make a little money for himself in the process.
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Martin watched Wyatt ride off with a hatred so intense the people around him felt it physically and stepped back. Only when he saw everyone in the group looking from him to Jesse, did he realize that Jesse was speaking to him. He hadn’t spoken to her since the day he discovered her with Wyatt. His fury had only grown.