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Discomfort.

Eagerness.

Need.

“Ride me dirty, Daddy,” I sob, flexing my secret muscles around the immense girth of him. “Please.”

As soon as those five unexpected words leave my mouth, he bellows my name and begins to pound me like a demon. This is what I wanted. Exactly this. He shoves my face into his throat and fucks me with unparalleled aggression. His sex enters me thick, wet and sloppy, his testicles slapping the curve of my buttocks, faster, faster. Did I call him Daddy?

Yes.

I did.

Nothing has ever felt more fitting, especially now, when he is the center of my universe, the keeper of my breath, my pleasure, my pain. He’s destroying me and giving me new life. I cry out when his sex begins to thicken inside of me, his grunts becoming louder in my ear. Does that mean he’s going to have an orgasm? Is it happening?

The very knowledge that he might be on the verge makes my own flesh pulse, grow taut, giving me the warning that another tumultuous climax is right around the corner and all I can do is keep my legs open, my arms wrapped tight around his neck, while the mattress creaks beneath us, the sound of our panting breaths filling the air.

“Jesus Christ, I’m taking you too hard. I’m no better than a beast. This is what could have happened to you out on the road,” he says, sinking his teeth into the side of my neck, driving into me in a fury. “The only difference is I licked it first.”

“I love what you’re doing to me, Daddy. Don’t stop.”

“Call me Daddy again and I’m warning you, darlin’, I won’t be able to pull out. And listen to me good, if I come inside of you, don’t you dare try and leave this farm. I will bring my pregnant woman home and weld a ring onto her finger.” His jaw bunches up, muscles flexing in his cheek. “My God, listen to that little squeak every time I put these inches in it. I’d sell my soul to fuck you silly for the rest of my life.”

I don’t know what comes over me.

I don’t know what possesses me, but I’m not thinking clearly right now.

I’m overcome by the rising tide inside of me. By this man.

This big, incredible man who has two sides. Decent and dirty.

And I hunger for them both, so I disregard his warning. Purposely? I don’t know.

“Make me squeak louder, Daddy.”

His roar erupts in the bedroom and his hips move faster, harder, pinning me to the bed with merciless drives. The veins in his throat and chest turn stark, his muscles straining, and he throws his head back, coming inside of me with so much force, I scream, my core cinching up like a vise around him, milking, milking his driving shaft as I orgasm, my moisture flooding the place where our bodies join, where he thrusts into me in a frenzy, overflowing me.

Owning my body.

Taking my heart prisoner.

And when he drops on top of me, panting, praising my body, I recognize the possible consequences of what I’ve done. I’ve set something new into motion. An irrevocable change.

…if I come inside of you, don’t you dare try and leave this farm. I will bring my pregnant woman home and weld a ring onto her finger.

I don’t doubt Dusty for a second.

Part of me even feels alive just thinking about. Being this honorable man’s wife.

Living here on this magical farm.

But don’t I owe it to myself to keep following my dream? Everyone doubts me, even my own mother. I don’t want to quit and hearI told you so. I’ve scraped by for too long to give up simply because I’ve met a man. I don’t want to be taken care of. I want to work. Succeed. And this role that I’m gunning for is so cool. A female detective named Finlay, out to deliver some vigilante justice. Anyone would kill for that part!

Even as I snuggle into this big bear of a man, I know what I have to do.

I have to sneak out.

I have to run before he wakes up.

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