of reticence at the time, but he was enjoying the chase of Lilliana even more.
With their bodies in such close proximity, the wind blowing over them as they rode around the field and the beautiful sunset just starting to peak, Tucker forgot his goal.
He slowed the horse to a stop and let go of one of the reins so he could wrap an arm around Lilliana’s waist. He cuddled into her neck and ground himself up against her ass and thrust upwards, making her gasp out.
“Are you really dry humping me on the back of this horse?” Lilliana asked.
Leave it to Lilly and her ever-running mouth to ruin the moment .
“What? You’ve never heard of horseback humping?”
Lilliana giggled, “No, but I can’t imagine it’s any fun for the horse. The poor thing has already had a rough life, we don’t need to traumatize it anymore. We can save that sort of thing for later.”
Tucker was actually shocked. “So now you like me?” he asked, grinding into her again.
“ Let’s not get ahead of ourselves , we’re only talking about humping,” she mocked.
Tucker could deal with Lilliana’s quick-wit, but he was growing intolerant of her taunting. When Lilliana pushed her rear-end back against his rapidly growing hardness, Tucker seized the moment.
With the speed of an oncoming derailed freight train and before Lilliana could react, Tucker dropped the reins and snuck the hand that was around her waist, under her shirt. He ripped her bra down below her breast and clutched it firmly. With his other hand, he reached over her arm and chest effectively pinning it down and wrapped his long fingers around her throat, forcing her head back onto his chest so he could see her face.
“Don’t mock me, Lilly,” he snarled into her ear, caressing her neck gently with his fingertips.
“Tucker,” she whimpered, clearly alarmed by his forceful gesture. Her hands came up and tried to loosen his grip, but the precarious and vulnerable position Tucker had her in left her helpless.
“I’ m all for fun and games and witty banter when it’s appropriate, but do not mock me. And you sure as hell better never tease me if you don’t plan on following through with your actions. Am. I. Clear?”
Lilliana hesitated and Tucker grasped her breast tighter, making her mewl.
“This is the part where you say, yes, Sir ,” he exhaled and a deep, guttural growl escaped his throat as he formed the words.
“ Yes, Sir,” Lilliana panted out in short breaths and with her eyes shut tightly.
Tucker’s hard-on was raging and painful. When he caught scent of Lilliana’s arousal, Tucker growled deeply again, but this time it was the primeval rumble of a ravenous wolf aching to be satiated by the only thing that could slake his thirst – Lilly.
Lilliana’s body trembled beneath his steady grip and her fear and excitement pulsated through his core. Tucker had truly never wanted to plunge into the depths of a woman more than he had right at that moment. He wanted nothing else but to fill her mouth with his cock and to fuck the mockery right out of it and make her surrender completely to him.
As Tucker held ont o the dark-haired tart hell-bent on making his life difficult, and whom he could physically overpower if he chose, he forgot about the 112 acres and his early retirement. He wanted Lilliana : her trust, her heart, her body and mind, and most of all – her absolute submission . He didn’t even know why. Tucker knew what love felt like and that wasn’t the emotion coursing through his veins. It wasn’t even just lust anymore. It was something else - something he had never felt before, something primal.
There was a craving within him to take care of this woman who had been hurt and lied to, a yearning to make this woman feel whole again, to get to know her completely, to get past her insolence, and to learn her perversions. Tucker vowed to himself to teach Lilliana the ecstasy that could be had by allowing him to dominate her. He wanted to
With their bodies in such close proximity, the wind blowing over them as they rode around the field and the beautiful sunset just starting to peak, Tucker forgot his goal.
He slowed the horse to a stop and let go of one of the reins so he could wrap an arm around Lilliana’s waist. He cuddled into her neck and ground himself up against her ass and thrust upwards, making her gasp out.
“Are you really dry humping me on the back of this horse?” Lilliana asked.
Leave it to Lilly and her ever-running mouth to ruin the moment .
“What? You’ve never heard of horseback humping?”
Lilliana giggled, “No, but I can’t imagine it’s any fun for the horse. The poor thing has already had a rough life, we don’t need to traumatize it anymore. We can save that sort of thing for later.”
Tucker was actually shocked. “So now you like me?” he asked, grinding into her again.
“ Let’s not get ahead of ourselves , we’re only talking about humping,” she mocked.
Tucker could deal with Lilliana’s quick-wit, but he was growing intolerant of her taunting. When Lilliana pushed her rear-end back against his rapidly growing hardness, Tucker seized the moment.
With the speed of an oncoming derailed freight train and before Lilliana could react, Tucker dropped the reins and snuck the hand that was around her waist, under her shirt. He ripped her bra down below her breast and clutched it firmly. With his other hand, he reached over her arm and chest effectively pinning it down and wrapped his long fingers around her throat, forcing her head back onto his chest so he could see her face.
“Don’t mock me, Lilly,” he snarled into her ear, caressing her neck gently with his fingertips.
“Tucker,” she whimpered, clearly alarmed by his forceful gesture. Her hands came up and tried to loosen his grip, but the precarious and vulnerable position Tucker had her in left her helpless.
“I’ m all for fun and games and witty banter when it’s appropriate, but do not mock me. And you sure as hell better never tease me if you don’t plan on following through with your actions. Am. I. Clear?”
Lilliana hesitated and Tucker grasped her breast tighter, making her mewl.
“This is the part where you say, yes, Sir ,” he exhaled and a deep, guttural growl escaped his throat as he formed the words.
“ Yes, Sir,” Lilliana panted out in short breaths and with her eyes shut tightly.
Tucker’s hard-on was raging and painful. When he caught scent of Lilliana’s arousal, Tucker growled deeply again, but this time it was the primeval rumble of a ravenous wolf aching to be satiated by the only thing that could slake his thirst – Lilly.
Lilliana’s body trembled beneath his steady grip and her fear and excitement pulsated through his core. Tucker had truly never wanted to plunge into the depths of a woman more than he had right at that moment. He wanted nothing else but to fill her mouth with his cock and to fuck the mockery right out of it and make her surrender completely to him.
As Tucker held ont o the dark-haired tart hell-bent on making his life difficult, and whom he could physically overpower if he chose, he forgot about the 112 acres and his early retirement. He wanted Lilliana : her trust, her heart, her body and mind, and most of all – her absolute submission . He didn’t even know why. Tucker knew what love felt like and that wasn’t the emotion coursing through his veins. It wasn’t even just lust anymore. It was something else - something he had never felt before, something primal.
There was a craving within him to take care of this woman who had been hurt and lied to, a yearning to make this woman feel whole again, to get to know her completely, to get past her insolence, and to learn her perversions. Tucker vowed to himself to teach Lilliana the ecstasy that could be had by allowing him to dominate her. He wanted to
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