The Virgin and the Beast (Stud Ranch 1)
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When his hand reaches out, it’s not my stomach he touches.
But he doesn’t go for my breasts either.
No, he grabs my hips. Just long enough to twirl me toward the wall.
“Over,” his rough voice demands, pushing my back down.
I bend over and grab onto the edge of the sink basin for balance.
Xavier rips my jeans down my legs.
“Are you wet?” he growls out.
“Yes,” I rasp.
There’s no foreplay or preamble.
His cock shoves right in.
“Oh God, yes!” I scream, pounding a hand on the sink. I don’t care if I scare the horses. This is what I’ve been needing. He’s been so goddamned careful with me the times we have had sex and goddamn it, I’ve just needed him to—
“Fuck me,” I yell at him. “I just need you to ram me so fucking hard. If you hold back, I swear I’ll—”
“Like this?” he roars back, pumping his hips furiously. His cock feels so goddamned amazing every time he bottoms out, his balls slapping my ass. The sound is so profane and fucking hot and just, God.
“A pet should let her Master know when she needs taking care of.” He reaches around and palms my breast, first squeezing the whole thing in his hand, then plucking the nipple with his fingers as he continues his merciless drive in and out of my pussy. “You’ve been a bad girl, not communicating your needs.”
He squeezes my nipple so hard I cry out at the exquisite torture of it and then he smacks my ass.
“Oh fuck, yes, I’m a bad, bad fucking girl,” I pant, grabbing on to the sink and meeting him thrust for thrust, writhing and grinding my ass against his pelvis. His hands go to my hips and I hear him swear. He clutches me with what feels like a white-knuckled grip as he drives in even harder still.
Finally he’s hitting that perfect spot so deep inside me.
“Oh God, yes. There. Right there!” I’ve never been so vocal during sex but, God, I need it, never needed it so much, so hard, just—
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh—” I screech and he rams and rams me again in the perfect spot and stars burst.
I squeeze the fuck out of his dick as the climax hits me so goddamn hard. Oh God, it’s so sweet. So hard. So goooooooood.
But still, not enough.
I want more.
I want it all.
“More,” I gasp when I can breathe again. “Give it to me again.”
“Greedy,” he says, one hand clutching my hip even tighter while the other plucks at my peaked nipple. Then his glorious cock is slipping out of me. I whine in frustration but he’s chuckling and drawing me with him to the stable floor where he’s thrown down a saddle blanket. He lays both of us down and drags off my boots and jeans so I’m entirely naked in the center of the stable. I couldn’t care less. I can’t take my eyes off his thick, pulsing cock.
Then finally, finally, he pulls me down on top of him so I’m straddling him.
Again, with no preamble, he grabs himself and within seconds, he’s directing his monster cock back inside me.
I groan and my eyelids flutter at how right it feels having him there.
“I know you’ve missed riding. So let me give you what you’ve been missing, Precious.”
He lays back, propping his hands behind his head as he looks at me straddling him, that mischievous grin on his face. “Here’s your chance. But you better grip my cock as tight as you can. It takes a lot to satisfy me. You’ve gotta grip me hard with that luscious cunt if you want to get the job done.”