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I’m not a runner. I’m a big guy whose body is meant for lifting, not sprinting. That said, Sierra wants to be caught, and her speed proves it. I know she can run faster. I’ve seen her do it. Now, she’s practically crawling and grinning as she glances back at me with that Cheshire grin I love so much.
They're a million things I love about this woman—the look on her face as she studies the world, the way she paints, her voice first thing in the morning, the way she stands up for what she believes in, the way she loves… I could go on and on, but nothing rivals the intensity we have when we’re together.
All of her goodness and whatever mess I am is pulled together to form a power that I can’t explain.That’s what this is. This moment chasing her toward the riverbank. It’s energy. Energy I’ve never experienced with another being.
She slows by the water, and I pull her close, ripping the t-shirt off her curved frame. Her gaze darts toward mine and I don’t doubt this is what she wants, even for a second.
Eddies and whitecaps create constant movement as the river rushes next to us. It’s a fast-moving current here and the only disruption in movement are the boulders that break through the water’s surface.
I lay her back in the weedy overgrowth and wildflowers that line the bank. She’s panting as I kiss her deeply and watch her breasts heave with every breath. Rough water froths and splashes against the rocks behind us.
“I don’t have protection.”
“Good.” She smiles and unbuckles my belt. “Take control of me, Tex. Whatever you want. I’m yours.”
“Whatever I want?”
“Whatever you want.”Her eyes flicker with intensity. “Just take me!”
My hand covers her mouth and moistens with the muffle of her hot breath. “I want you on my cock, riding like a cowgirl. Understood?”
She nods and whimpers beneath my touch.
I move my hand down her neck, over her chest, and onto her pussy. She’s fucking gorgeous. The light of the afternoon sun spills over her creamy skin and shines light on every inch of the life I’ve been missing.
Birds call and wind blows into the nearby pine, pouring static into the tall grass where we lay.
Sierra sits up and I take her place, tugging off my jeans and my t-shirt as she strips for me. I can’t help but think of the very first time I had her. We’d barely finished our lemonade, but I knew. I knew, she knew, and when I finally sank into her virgin pussy, I knew she belonged to me.
I lean back into the soft grass, and she lowers onto my cock slowly with an ache in her voice as I spread her wide. I shouldn’t love this sound so much, but I do. While I hate causing her pain, I love knowing my cock makes her pussy ache.
She weaves her fingers through the hair on my chest and pants as she rocks back and forth. Her breasts sway and move with her, and I can’t help but watch her ride.
“Are you a naughty little girl, mama?”
She shivers and bites back a smile. “Yes. Punish me!”
Groaning under my breath, I reach up and pinch her nipples, slapping them gently afterward until she’s squealing. “Tell me when you’re ready to be good.”
“I’ll never be good,” she pants, riding me harder.
One hand on her tit, I move the other to her pussy, rubbing her clit fast and steady. “If you’re not good, you’ll get bent over. Is that what you want?”
She sighs and rocks. “You wouldn’t.”
“So, you want me to come in your ass? You want me to spread that tight little hole open?”
She blows out hot air and leans back on my knees, spreading her pussy wide for me. “I want everything, Tex. Punish me! I’ve been so naughty.”
In reality, my girl is the furthest from naughty. Even when she dated‘the asshole,’deep down, I know she was loving me. It was my fault for leaving. It was my fault for pushing her away. At the time, I knew I couldn’t give her what she deserved. I was afraid of putting her in harm’s way. Had I known she was heading straight toward hell, I’d have chosen differently. I should’ve chosen differently. We could’ve avoided so much heartache. That said, my girl likes being naughty, so I’ll treat her as such.
I grip her throat gently and guide her off my cock. “Bend over. I want that pretty little ass up in the air.”
She sighs and does as she’s told, bending into the grass. Her nipples scratch against the tall weeds and her face buries in deep with the wildflowers.
I stroke my cock at the base of her ass. I’m soaked in her slick, sticky wetness. Slowly, I bend forward and inch my cock inside.
Her hand tucks beneath her frame and twists at her clit as I sink in further.
