Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
My whole body presses against him, wanting more of him.
“Oooh!” I cry as my head falls back. “Oh yes!”
Ranger senses my need and reaches under me and grabs my ass, pulling me even more firmly against him. His massive cock brushes against my pussy and I arch against his frame, wanting him inside me where his tongue had been. Ranger squeezes my ass tighter as his other hand and then reaches up to grab my hair, pulling my head back so that I’m forced to arch into him even more.
“Do you want me inside of you?” The tip of his firm cock is teasing my wet pussy, and it’s pure torture.
“Yes, please, yes!”
With a swift plunge, Ranger thrusts his hard penis into me but is met with resistance. He stops, muscled form tense.
“Fuck,” he bites out. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
I stare into his blue gaze, my pussy throbbing even as tears prick my eyes.
“I’m sorry, but god please don’t stop!” I murmur, wanting to know what it will feel like to have all of his hard cock deep inside of me. “Please don’t be angry with me. Please.”
Ranger swoops down and seizes my mouth with his.
“I’m not angry, sweetheart,” he rasps. “I just wish you’d told me because I would have been gentler.” Then, he hesitates, as if unsure what to do. So I arch against him once more and he groans, loud and throaty.
“Fuck, you want it, don’t you?”
“I do,” I almost sob, clinging to his broad shoulders. “Please, Ranger. More.”
He pushes himself further inside me, breaking that last vestige of virginity with his hard throbbing manhood, and I’m shocked by how deep he is inside.
“Oooh, you’re so big,” I pant innocently, not realizing what a turn-on my words are.
“Shit baby, that’s not all of me.” And with that, Ranger thrusts his manhood fully into my pussy and begins to move inside me. “This is the best gift you could ever give me, Darcy. And I intend to enjoy every minute of it.” He pushes into me, hard. “Fuck, a virgin,” he says to himself, as if note quite believing it. “Who would have guessed?”
I moan. The sensation is overwhelming: tight, full, and I want more. As Ranger’s cock penetrates my womanhood over and over again, I feel myself becoming more and more aroused. I feel like I’m about to spiral into space and stare at the man above me, clinging to his biceps. But Ranger smiles at me knowingly and pulls my head back by my hair, plunging himself deeply into my wetness.
“Fuck baby, you feel so good,” he groans, watching as my big breasts bobble with each thrust. “Goddamn.”
I want to reply, but I can’t, given the intense sensations pulsing through my pussy. Together, we move as though one, each of us fully caught up in the eroticism of the moment, the forbidden nature of our tryst. My naked form presses hard into his. His hands hold me tightly so he can control our bodies.
Then suddenly, I orgasm, fully and without thinking. Over and over again the sensation washes over me, and I press Ranger into me even harder as my pussy shudders in ecstasy.
“Unnnh!” I scream. “Oh god, Ranger!”
Within seconds, the cowboy plunges completely into me, deeper than even before, gripping my ass so that there is no space between us. His cock seems even harder and he holds me close as his body trembles with need. With a final, hard thrust, Ranger holds me tightly as he releases his hot manhood inside of me, full, virile, and deep.
“Fuck!” he curses, growling like an animal. “Shit shit shit!”
We lay together, Ranger’s hard cock still inside my tender womanhood, both of us recovering after seeing stars. It was an intimate and perfect moment, and although I want to speak, I’m also utterly spent and exhausted. Before I realize it, we fall asleep in each other’s arms, naked and spent.
The next morning, I wake up sore from our night of lovemaking. I can smell my lover on the sheets, and on me. His musky, masculine scent makes me heady and I want to nuzzle him and get more of him into me.
Languidly, I reach my hand around the bed, feeling for Ranger. When I realize he’s not there, I open my eyes, startled to find myself alone.
Oh no, I sit upright, clutching the sheets to my chest. Did I scare him away? What was I thinking? “Stupid, stupid!” I whisper to myself.
But then, to my relief, I hear the sound of hammering and peek out the window to see Ranger in the yard, putting together some fence posts.
He didn’t leave!
I smile at the realization that my lover not only stayed, but if last night was any indication, we might actually have a connection. It’s deep and true, and physical as well as emotional. Happiness fills my heart as I sneak a look out the window again, a sense of well-being seeping through my veins. Ranger is shirtless, his muscles bulging and glistening in the already hot sun. He moves through his work naturally, at ease with the task at hand.