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“You thinking that horn is my dick?”
“Yes, sir,” I rasped. He gripped my jaw and twisted my head to face him. My eyes fluttered open, and I was lost in a sea of gray smoke and lust.
“Needy little slut,” he hissed as he slapped my breast. Hard.
I cried out as the pain morphed into a form of pleasure that coursed through my body. He slapped the other one with the same force and my hips slowed a bit. “Did I tell you to stop?” he barked.
I shook my head, biting my lip. He glared at me until I began moving again. “That pussy is so desperate to come that you had to angle yourself, because my saddle wasn’t good enough for her.”
I moaned again, his dirty words urging me on.
“The first time I saw you, I wanted to fuck you. I wanted to scare you, make you run from me,” he growled, his teeth nipping at my jaw. “An enchantress running through my forest, desperate for my cock. I wanted to tackle you to the ground, push that tight skirt up and fuck you in the dirt like the little dirty slut you are.”
“Smoke!”
“You’d like that wouldn’t you? Your cowboy fucking you like an animal and filling that sweet pussy.”
Oh, God. My orgasm was nearly there, my pussy soaking the saddle, his dirty words driving me crazy. “Denver, please!”
He slapped my breast again. “Please what?”
“I want to come—please!”
“You gonna come on my saddle, Valerie?” he taunted.
“Yes! Please!”
He bent down, his lips grazing over my abused nipple. “Do it,” he said, right before taking my nipple into his hot mouth. That was all I needed to be sent over the edge. My back arched, and as I started to cry out, his free hand covered my mouth. My body was moving in a frenzy now, jerking against the saddle, and my eyes closed. I was having an out of body experience, because I didn’t notice my arms being brought down.
Then Denver’s lips crashed down to mine, his tongue forcing my lips open with a growl. One hand was in my hair and the other was on my ass, kneading my right cheek.
When did I get off the saddle?
I tried to lift my arms but all too soon, he broke the kiss and spun me. My body was bent over the saddle stool, my hands still tied together, hanging in front of me. He kicked my legs open with his boot and I heard him undoing his jeans.
“Denver,” I whimpered, knowing what was coming next.
“You want my cock?” he growled.
“More than anything,” I rasped.
I felt his fingers rub gently against my clit, then sink down into my entrance. I was soaking wet, I knew. “You aren’t ready, baby,” he murmured.
“Smoke, fuck me, please,” I cried. “You haven’t touched me in days. I was going crazy without— Aah!”
The tip of his cock was pushing into me. He was thick—huge. I didn’t know how big he was or if my body could take him—and I didn’t care. I just wanted him inside of me as close as we could be. He worked me slowly, moving in and out bit by bit.
Denver was still being gentle with me, but right now, that’s not what I wanted.
I wanted the monster.
With a frustrated growl, I pushed back against him, forcing his cock further.
“Valerie,” he growled.
“Fuck me like an animal,” I pleaded, my voice hoarse.
Silence.
