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I’m not sure what comes over me. It’s like nature takes over and all the buildup forces me to take him deeper than I thought possible. I’m bouncing on his long, thick cock like I’ve been riding dick my whole life.
Austin watches, flicking my nipples as he moves my hips and hums under his breath.
I’ve never been so turned on.
He grips me tight, and his face turns dark red. “Fucking hell, little girl. Get that cock! Come for me! Come for me, and tell me you’re mine!”
I bounce on his cock faster, feeding off the desperation in his tone and the way he looks at me. My breath is ragged, and my mouth is so dry I have to swallow to speak. “I’m all yours. I promise.” I bounce faster and faster, moaning and smiling as I take his cock like the good, little girl he wants me to be.
God, I never want this to end.
The sun is still high in the sky, and at this angle, we’re both pooled in white light.
He reaches down and scrubs his rough finger against my clit as I rock.
I know now the end is near. I won’t make it another minute.
My heart slams against my ribcage like it’s trying to escape and we’re both muttering praise in a series of grunts and moans I can’t well understand.
The room is cool, but my skin is hot, dripping with sweat.
I’ve never wanted anything so much in my life.
“Fuck! I’m going to fill you with babies, little Dolly. So many fuckin’ babies.” His tone is amped and graveled. It’s the last straw.
I bear down on his cock and my eyes squeeze shut.
“Eyes on me,” he groans. “Open them up! Look at me when you come undone.”
I force my eyes open and stare at him. His face is red, and he’s so hard. I know he’s going to blow.
I rock for another second before finally, I lose it.
Scream after satisfied scream spills from my lips while I convulse against his hard, thick cock.
“You’re so fuckin’ tight! So, God damn tight!” His jaw clenches and he bucks up from the ground and grips my hips, shuddering as he comes hard inside of me.
He’s the bull, I’m the cowgirl, and there’s no way in hell I’m ever leaving this rodeo.
Epilogue
One Month Later
Austin
Apparently, the rodeo ring has never been used for a wedding before. I say it’s a missed opportunity.
“This is different.” My brother James stands next to me in the center of the ring. “I don’t hate it, though.” He slaps me on the back. “I’m happy for you. You deserve this.” It’s probably the nicest thing my brother has ever said to me. We don’t talk to each other like this. I expect him to give me the rundown of why a rodeo wedding is a terrible idea, or at least give me some facts on rodeo history. Instead, he focuses on one of Dolly’s friends standing to the left of us.
“Don’t think about it. She’s too young.”
“Worked out for you.”
“That’s different. You don’t know Kenzie.”
“She just came to work for me.”
“How?”
