Wrangler

by Dani Wyatt

  “I do need you.” I stutter each word, lost in the million ways this feels good.

  His fingers draw out, then back in, faster now as he hovers over me, holding himself on one locked arm. The feel of his slick skin under my fingers reminds me of the silky skin of his cock, making my mind race. I can feel the tension growing as he presses inside me and moves side to side, in and out until I’m barely holding onto reality.

  “God, I could do this forever.” He pushes his long fingers into the front wall of my vagina, hitting a spot that shoots white stars in front of my eyes, and my hands grab onto him because for a moment I feel like I’m in free fall.

  I can’t look at him anymore; my eyes close and my thoughts seem to collapse in on themselves. He owns me, body and soul, inside and out.

  How he does that I’m not sure, but my mind goes completely blank as the warmth of his mouth comes down on my breast, drawing me inside, hard and deep, making me whimper and arch into him. I grab the back of his head and pull him even closer.

  I want him to be part of me. This craving he’s ignited inside of me is insatiable. It’s like I can’t get him close enough to me.

  My whimpers and moans only turn on the animal inside of him. His teeth pinch at the hardened peak of my nipple and I yelp as I clutch at his hair, desperate for more. The tingle and twinge of the pain only edges me closer to that drawn, tight explosion, ready for him to release inside of me.

  His teeth tighten and my body stiffens, his fingers working me from below as desperate moans come from us both. The bite sends a bolt of pain outward, yet I love how it feels to have his body braced over me like this, my legs open as he kneels between them. His face moves to take my other breast, and he grabs a handful, lifting me to his open mouth. His eyes dart to mine as he sucks deep and the sighs, sounds and sensations engulf me, spinning me over the edge into that sweet oblivion.

  He doesn’t let up. The orgasm rips through me and he bites down with greater force, his fingers unyielding, pushing me farther into space as every muscle in my body twitches and I heave with the sounds of a woman at the mercy of a real man, screaming them out so they rise to the ceiling as I lose complete control of everything that connects me to this world.

  Everything except him.

  Chad is my world right now. He owns parts of me that until today remained secret to us both, and the connection I feel in this moment is as close to something divine as can be had here on Earth.

  I’m addicted to him, his mouth, the way he looks at me. These things that he does with a confidence that only makes it all feel so right. He kisses his way up my chest as my orgasm softens me, tangling his fist in my hair and jerking my head to the side, offering my neck to his mouth.

  The warmth of his tongue shakes me, starting at the curve of my nape, alternating kissing and licking, biting down where I feel my pulse just under the corner of my jaw.

  My mind is consumed with the sensations covering me, my skin still quivering, and I’m whimpering as he makes love to my neck. As he grinds the hard top of his thigh against my sopping wet slit, my knees drop open as wide as they can go.

  “God,” I mumble as he tugs harder at my hair. “That feels so good.”

  His mouth rests for a moment at the shell of my ear. “I need you to feel good, Dove. I was born to make you cum. You’re going to do that for me for the rest of your life, aren’t you?”

  He kisses my ear and pushes his leg hard into the gap between mine. His words send a spinning ache into my bones.

  I can’t find the words, so I just nod, the warmth of his breath at my ear. He pulls my hair into his hand and covers me with his body. I would do almost anything for him right now. Our connection is more than just physical, I truly feel him. I feel his need, his being, and the way he needs me back is like electricity coursing between us. Where our bodies don’t touch, there is a vibration, the energy we give off drawing one to the other.

  His possessive touch destroys every civilized part of me. I need him like this, owning me, taking without asking, just on the brink of something dangerous and painful. I’ve never been as alive as when he commands my body, because his voice reaches right down deep in my soul.

  But at the same time, the thought that a man like him —a man with such quiet power and strength— needed me like this. That he could be undone as much by me as I am by him, the thought nearly pushes me over the edge into another blissful orgasm.

  His fingers drop out of me just when I want more.

  “Don’t stop, please.” My eyes dance up to see fire in his eyes.

  “Why aren’t your hands on my cock, Dove? Get them around there and show me what you need.”

  He moves up, fixing himself into a kneeling position between my splayed legs, centering his body there as my hands drop down and he meets them with his, gripping my wrists.

  “I want those hands on my cock like you mean it, Dove. You never run away from me again, you understand? I’m going to fuck you like you need a lesson. It’s going to be harsh because you need to learn I’m going to take care of shit. Handle things. Never hurt you or let anyone hurt you. I’m a good man, Dove, but I am a man, not a boy, and you’re going to learn what that means.”

  He exhales like someone who’s been held underwater, and I nod as he pulls my hands toward his thick erection.

  “Now, idle hands are the devil’s workshop, so you best get busy like a good girl.”

  My fingers grope for him. I’m compelled to do as he says, wanting so badly to feel the hardness under the silky skin. The desire to please him inflames me. He’s watching me from above, his rough palms coming to rest on my wide knees, driving them farther apart and he juts his hips forward into my grasp.

  The thought that I’m here for this rough cowboy’s gratification is all I need to know right now. His desire for me is written all over his face, and the world could be falling down around us for all I care, because the only thing I want is to know is that he wants me like I want him. It’s beautiful and safe and I never want this feeling to end.

  He’s stone-hard as I pump and gently twist up and down, my mouth watering as I stare at his massive, gorgeous cock.

  “That’s my girl,” he growls, the sound primal and painful, the ripples of his abdominal muscles flexing and tightening at my touch. “That’s where your hands belong and don’t you ever forget it.”

  Chapter Twenty Five

  CHAD

  If she only knew the things I would do right now to get my cock inside her tight hole. But she needs to understand a few other things first.

  “It feels so good,” she whispers, and I’m not even sure she knows she said it out loud.

  The words shock me. “You think it feels good?”

  My head goes limp on my neck for a moment as her hands work my girth up and down, twisting and squeezing at the exact right time. The sound of her words nearly brings my cum to the edge and I think about spraying it over her magnificent swaying tits.

  “Men would kill to feel what I feel right now, Dove. Good doesn’t even begin to describe what you do to me.”

  Sometimes the lessons are not what they seem, and right now I need her to do exactly what I tell her, when I tell her, and for as long as I tell her. Because it will all translate later.

  From the look in her eyes and the way she’s working my cock with her hands, she’s taking it in and it’s making it hard as hell not to just drop down and fuck her like I hate her. The irony of that thought is that I love her more than I love life itself.

  My balls are already burning and hurting. They want to shoot off, so I decide I need her mouth but my mouth needs her just as much.

  I move my hand to her wrists and her eyes widen as she stops stroking.

  “Get your pussy on my face, Dove, and your mouth on my dick. And don’t you stop sucking me until I tell you.”

  For the next few moments, it’s a rush of tangled arms and legs, bodies positioning as I show her exactly where I want her, knocking her legs apart w
ith my head until she’s straddling my face.

  “Spread your legs and get that cunt down here on my mouth where it belongs.”

  I reach up and around, grabbing two glorious handfuls of her ass as I tug her downward, planting her open, soaking snatch on my face. My nose is on her clit first, breathing her in, the scent driving blood straight to my dick.

  We are all mouths, moans and choking breaths. Neither of us is aware of anything more than this moment. Nothing could stop us now, the need to give and receive as sure as the sun rising tomorrow.

  The warmth of her mouth stuns me as her hand grips the base of my dripping dick, pushing the head between her lips before drawing back and kissing it up and down.

  “Oh, Jesus.” I mouth the words into her soaking slit, my tongue driving forward and filling her in one motion, pushing as far inside her as it can reach, spinning around the texture of her inner walls, tasting everything she has for me while her mouth does the same to me from below.

  My fingertips dig into her with bruising force. I want to see their evidence tomorrow, the proof that I was here. She gushes on my face and her thighs shake with the pain of my grip. I only pull her down harder, jerking her body up and back, grinding her on my mouth as my tongue moves up to find her clit, my hands enjoying the softness of her flesh.

  She gulps down the length of my cock, the sounds coming from her throat vibrating as she takes me deep.

  Shocks snap along the nerves running down my spine, the pleasure coming at me from all sides. She’s as sweet as any summer peach, her juice running down over my lips and chin as I move both hands high onto her ass cheeks, pulling them apart. I drop my thumb low, drenching it in the glorious river running out of her opening. My mouth kisses her clit, sucking it between my lips as my tongue moves in circles.

  The vibrations of her moans on my dick course over my skin. I won’t last long like this.

  “Good girl.” I fall away from her sopping folds for a moment. “Take it all the way down, Dove. Get that cock down your throat.” I thrust my hips upward as she fights to take more of me and my heels dig into the soft mattress as I fuck her mouth for a few solid strokes. My mouth clamps down on her clit as I tease her ass with my slick thumb.

  She freezes mid-suck for a moment, my dick half in her mouth as I attack her swollen nub with my tongue gliding my rough thumb forward, spreading her tight back entrance as she moans and shakes over me.

  I give her a moment to realize what’s about to happen, feeling her tense at the excitement and anticipation. My mouth works her and I push inside her ass as she gobbles down nearly the entire length of my cock. I can’t stop my jizz from dripping out because we are so much a part of each other right now.

  She drives her hips back onto my exploring digit. My girl’s a little vixen for me and I love it. I want her like this, needy and wanting – my own private slut. She’s willing and wet, but it’s only for me.

  I pump my thumb into the tightness of her asshole as my lips latch on around her clit, pinching and flicking with my tongue until she sucks so hard on my cock I nearly pass the fuck out. One of her hands wraps around the back of my thigh and begins to work my sac softly, playing with my balls under the coarse skin and for a second I think I see Jesus.

  I push my thumb deep, locking my lips on her clit, and she cums on my face with a scream that’s muffled by my cock. My girl keeps my dick in her mouth as she orgasms on my face and I’m the proudest man alive, even as her teeth brush against the soft skin.

  I’m not sure there is a more beautiful moment than this. My ball sac nearly climbs up inside me but I hold back; my cum is going into that womb today and every day from now on until her belly’s full of me.

  Her tight ring spasms on my thumb as her body coils and releases over and over. Her legs shake and she drenches my face as I gulp down every drop, angry that I’m not able to swallow it all, because her cum belongs to me and I want every drop her body offers.

  Something shifts inside of me, a restrained anger bubbling to the surface. The animal that tears at me from inside, wanting to take her in ways that only animals can, finally breaks free.

  I loop my arms and hands around her quivering hips, flipping her up and onto her knees as I spring out from under her. She’s barely attached to reality, her climax still pumping through her as I bring my lips to hers, giving her some of the flavor of her own pleasure while I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her up in a jerking tug.

  When I get her pressed to my chest, our mouths still locked tight, I bring a hand down on the soft flesh of her ass, planting a slap there because I need her to feel that right now.

  Our tongues fight a soft war between our mouths, the scent of her lust filling her breath, and I struggle to breathe through my nose. I don’t want our kiss to end, but this savage need grips me like a man ready to do wrong.

  I pull back, keeping our lips close enough that I can breathe in her breath, wanting it inside of me.

  “I’m taking what’s mine, Dove. You understand that, don’t you? This pussy isn’t yours anymore and I’ll take it whenever I like, for as long as I like, however I like. Which is forever.” I grunt the words into her mouth so she can taste them as well as hear them, feel them on her tongue.

  I clutch under the swell of her ass cheeks, lifting her with a jolt as she gasps, her legs instinctively tightening around my waist, her arms taking hold around my neck as I spin us and flatten her against the wall next to the bed with a thud.

  I think my thick erection grows another inch as she shifts her hips. Just seeing her seeking it out, needing her pleasure from me, sends me into the stratosphere.

  “Do you have any idea how bad I need to fuck you right now, Dove? This cabin could burn down around us and I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.”

  I brace one hand above her head against the wall, my other arm holding her steady as I guide her body down, the first brush of my soaking crown hitting the scorching wet heat of her pussy. I push my hips up and back just an inch, teasing her until she’s shaking and her fingers are digging into the flesh of my back, her hips twisting as she tries to pull me forward.

  “God, please.” She’s desperate, pleading. “I need it inside me.”

  I drag her hips up and down, her open folds against my body.

  “Reach down there and put that cock inside your cunt, Dove. That’s your job, to show me how much you need me. Don’t make me wait.”

  My fingers dig into the wall above her head, every muscle in my body feeling like I’m hooked up to low voltage, quivering and turning to steel against the lush softness of where she’s touching me.

  Her hand lowers and I shift my hips back, giving her just enough space to reach down between the tight space, her fingers clutching at my fat cock. She angles her hips so as to guide the first few inches inside her with a sound of such pleasure, I nearly lose it right there.

  “God, that’s so good.” I drop my forehead to knock and slide against hers, barely able to keep us upright with the course of pleasure flooding through me. The warm, wet tightness is nearly undoing me right here.

  I drive forward in a single savage up-thrust, needing to be inside her like I need to breathe. I grunt as Rachel’s breath is driven out of her in a huff. Followed by a seductive scream and her hand desperately gropes at me, coming to settle around my neck.

  I’m gone. I need to be deep inside her, hard and harsh. The thought of her getting hurt only makes me want to fuck her harder. To teach her that this is where I belong, centered within her, where no one else will ever be, keeping her this close from now on.

  She yelps as my girth tears at her tight opening, still new, nearly virgin. But she is right with me, her hips flicking and jerking in unison with my driving thrusts.

  I grunt with each movement, her arms locking behind my neck as she holds on for dear life, clinging to me just the way I need her to.

  I’m a breath away from cumming, but I need more. I need it to last forever, this feeling of her
wrapped around me is where I want to die.

  Just not yet.

  “I want your cum.” Her halted, whispered words shake me to the core.

  “Then earn it.” I growl back into her ear, driving my hips into her until my dick hits her center and her body tightens around me like a vise. “You want that cum? Show me how bad you need it, Dove. Show me what you’ll do to get it.”

  I draw nearly out of her as I shove back in deep, our flesh slapping and making her voice shake right into the deepest parts of me. A broken sound spills from my throat, and I want to fuck her until she’s destroyed with me, then love her softly until I do it again and again.

  She tightens her hold, pulling her hips up and down against me, grinding herself inside. Her tits scrape up and down on the hard muscle of my pecs, and I’m aware of the hardness of her nipples, the way her breaths come weak and shallow as she fights for what she wants, her inner muscles tugging at my dick like a desperate frightened child in need of comfort.

  “Cum for me, Dove. Give me what I want and I’ll give you want you need. Suck that cum out of my cock with your pussy. That’s how you’ll earn it.”

  My erection beats inside of her, my heart slamming blood through my veins until my vision blurs. My hand drops from the wall to clutch at the back of her neck, squeezing and pulling our bodies together until we move as one. Thrusts and pulses seeking to give and receive.

  She’s so tight, pulsing on me until I can’t hold on, and I come up on my toes, shifting my hips and driving her shoulders into the wall. I churn my body into hers. My arms drop, hitching my elbow behind her knees as my palms push forward to flatten against the wall. Her pussy is spread wide as I pummel her with thrusts, taking her deep and hard, and opening the floodgates, making her shudder and cum on my dick.

  I bottom out, holding my dick there because I’m done. Her body is mine and more than that, her womb is mine and my seed needs to root, now.

  “Take it, Dove. I’m going to cum in your cunt so deep there won’t be any part of you left untouched. You’ll feel me dripping out of you for a week.”