Hell, you
want
to be fucked.”
She refused to answer, though she knew it to be true.
“You need a hard cock inside you, ramming hard against that sweet pussy of yours until you come.”
“Fuck you. Get off me.”
His low laughter infuriated and excited her.
“I
am
going to fuck you.” With a quick jerk, her panties were history.
Oh well. The cool breeze wafted over her naked sex and she longed to spread her legs wide, but this game wasn’t over. She was supposed to fight this for a while longer.
Mike shoved his jeans aside and he was on her again, his hips against hers, his cock sliding along her the top of her pussy.
Oh God, yes. Right where she wanted and needed him. But she fought it, keeping her thighs together. His teeth gleamed as he smiled, his knee insinuating between hers as he dropped down fully on top of her, pushing her thighs apart.
“Open for me, Grace.”
“No,” she said, gritting her teeth, loving this. Her pussy was flooded with moisture now. Excitement pulsed through her bloodstream. She was throbbing, aching, desperate to scream the words, to beg him to fuck her. She was hanging on by a thread and if he didn’t take her soon, she was going to give in.
“This isn’t going to be gentle.”
Good. She hoped not. She wanted it hard, forceful, violent, needed him to plunge inside her with a desperation she couldn’t fathom.
With a final push, he opened her thighs and moved between them, positioning his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He bent his head and took her mouth in a punishing kiss at the same time he drove inside her.
He was right. It wasn’t gentle. She screamed against his mouth as he thrust his cock all the way inside. She was so wet he slid in easily, his balls slapping her ass as he immersed himself to the hilt.
He stilled then, panting against her, and she was afraid he was going to gentle his movements, but he didn’t. He reared up and powered inside her again, this time deeper, harder, this thrust with more force than the first. Her walls closed in around him, gripping him tight and firm. Now that her legs were open, she acquiesced, wrapping them around his waist, lifting her ass to give him more. Anything he wanted was his for the taking.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he murmured against her mouth, only to slide his tongue inside again, pulling out to nibble at her lips, then her jaw, sliding down to capture her earlobe with his teeth. He bit down on the tender spot between her neck and shoulder as he rocked his shaft against her with punishing thrusts.
She cried out as she tightened around him, spilling her juices as she climaxed. He growled and continued to fuck her, refusing to stop until she was climbing again. She was exhausted from the fight and still he wouldn’t let up, dragging his shaft against her clit. And she was going to go over again. The rush of her orgasm brought tears to her eyes as hot splashes of ecstasy spilled from her. With a harsh oath he went with her this time, grinding against her and then stilling, shuddering, clasping her tight against him and kissing her in the way only Mike could.
He rolled to the side, taking her with him, stroking her hair, her face, pressing light kisses to her bruised lips.
“I hurt you, didn’t I?” he whispered.
“I’m tougher than you think.” She smiled at him, stroked his hair.
“You’re an amazing woman, Grace.”
“You’re an equally amazing man.”
“I hope there were no low-flying aircraft going over when we were having sex.”
She laughed. They cleaned up and Mike rolled the blanket, tucking everything into his saddlebag. Sweetly sore and spent, then rode quietly back to the ranch and turned in the horses.
When they got back home, Mike ordered her to undress. He pushed her onto the bed on her belly, but instead of sex, he grabbed some lotion and rubbed her back, butt and legs, massaging out the kinks from the ride. Then he curled up against her and they napped. Napped! She never
want
to be fucked.”
She refused to answer, though she knew it to be true.
“You need a hard cock inside you, ramming hard against that sweet pussy of yours until you come.”
“Fuck you. Get off me.”
His low laughter infuriated and excited her.
“I
am
going to fuck you.” With a quick jerk, her panties were history.
Oh well. The cool breeze wafted over her naked sex and she longed to spread her legs wide, but this game wasn’t over. She was supposed to fight this for a while longer.
Mike shoved his jeans aside and he was on her again, his hips against hers, his cock sliding along her the top of her pussy.
Oh God, yes. Right where she wanted and needed him. But she fought it, keeping her thighs together. His teeth gleamed as he smiled, his knee insinuating between hers as he dropped down fully on top of her, pushing her thighs apart.
“Open for me, Grace.”
“No,” she said, gritting her teeth, loving this. Her pussy was flooded with moisture now. Excitement pulsed through her bloodstream. She was throbbing, aching, desperate to scream the words, to beg him to fuck her. She was hanging on by a thread and if he didn’t take her soon, she was going to give in.
“This isn’t going to be gentle.”
Good. She hoped not. She wanted it hard, forceful, violent, needed him to plunge inside her with a desperation she couldn’t fathom.
With a final push, he opened her thighs and moved between them, positioning his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He bent his head and took her mouth in a punishing kiss at the same time he drove inside her.
He was right. It wasn’t gentle. She screamed against his mouth as he thrust his cock all the way inside. She was so wet he slid in easily, his balls slapping her ass as he immersed himself to the hilt.
He stilled then, panting against her, and she was afraid he was going to gentle his movements, but he didn’t. He reared up and powered inside her again, this time deeper, harder, this thrust with more force than the first. Her walls closed in around him, gripping him tight and firm. Now that her legs were open, she acquiesced, wrapping them around his waist, lifting her ass to give him more. Anything he wanted was his for the taking.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he murmured against her mouth, only to slide his tongue inside again, pulling out to nibble at her lips, then her jaw, sliding down to capture her earlobe with his teeth. He bit down on the tender spot between her neck and shoulder as he rocked his shaft against her with punishing thrusts.
She cried out as she tightened around him, spilling her juices as she climaxed. He growled and continued to fuck her, refusing to stop until she was climbing again. She was exhausted from the fight and still he wouldn’t let up, dragging his shaft against her clit. And she was going to go over again. The rush of her orgasm brought tears to her eyes as hot splashes of ecstasy spilled from her. With a harsh oath he went with her this time, grinding against her and then stilling, shuddering, clasping her tight against him and kissing her in the way only Mike could.
He rolled to the side, taking her with him, stroking her hair, her face, pressing light kisses to her bruised lips.
“I hurt you, didn’t I?” he whispered.
“I’m tougher than you think.” She smiled at him, stroked his hair.
“You’re an amazing woman, Grace.”
“You’re an equally amazing man.”
“I hope there were no low-flying aircraft going over when we were having sex.”
She laughed. They cleaned up and Mike rolled the blanket, tucking everything into his saddlebag. Sweetly sore and spent, then rode quietly back to the ranch and turned in the horses.
When they got back home, Mike ordered her to undress. He pushed her onto the bed on her belly, but instead of sex, he grabbed some lotion and rubbed her back, butt and legs, massaging out the kinks from the ride. Then he curled up against her and they napped. Napped! She never
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