Page 61 of Rancher's Heart

“I don’t know if you’ve listened well enough for us to continue.” He shook his head and trailed his hand down my body.

“Griff, please, that’s not fair,” I whimpered. A legit whimper, who the hell was I?

“I told you four words, you weren’t supposed to add ones of your own.” He stopped moving his hand and let it rest on my pussy.

“I’m sorry, I promise I’ll do better.” Pouting, I moved my leg to him and brushed against his very hard cock.“Griff please, I promise I’ll never make up my own words again. Pleeeaase.” Whimpering as he slowly, almost painfully dragged his cock around my pussy. “God Griff, I need you so bad.”

“Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are when you beg?”

“No, I’ve, uh, oh, never.” I could barely speak. The entirety of my focus was on what I hoped he was about to do.

“Do you have any idea how hard it makes me watching you get flustered because you want me that bad? It would be a shame for me not to have you wrapped around me.” He laughed, the fucker laughed, as I waited under him. Every time he ran his cock over my clit I felt like I was going to catapult off the bed.

“Griff, please, please, I’m not going to survive this.” My voice was a full on whine now. I didn’t whine, I was the one that was the one who got things done, I didn’t beg. But here I was totally coming undone for this man. Without any warning he slid the tip of his cock into me and stopped.

My eyes rolled and then snapped back to him and I looked up into his smug, smirking face. “Should I stop?”

“I’ll cut you in your sleep if you stop now.” My eyes wide, and my voice menacing.

“Oh now she’s threatening me. I don’t think that’s part of my plan.” He began to pull backward and I wrapped my legs around his back. He wasn’t going anywhere. “You think your legs are strong enough to stop me?“

“No, I’m just hoping they’re strong enough to pull you into me.” I panted as I tightened my legs and tried to bring him toward me.

Thankfully I didn’t have to fight him too much, in one quick thrust he’d buried himself into me. “Ahh.” I cried out at the sudden fullness.

“You remember the words?”

“Faster.” I panted.

“Good girl,” he moaned as he began to move in and out of me. A strange wave of pride flowed through me at the sound of those two words. He was a genius, not a magician, no a sex god. He had me unravelling at the seams. I wanted to touch him, to wrap my arms around him but I couldn’t as he rocked my body one forceful thrust after another. Damn him for tying me to the bed posts.

But I wanted him to drive me right through the mattress if he could. “Harder.” I cried out. Griff had awakened something in me I’d hidden for years. I didn’t want tender loving sex, I needed primal, lust filled companionship from someone I felt totally comfortable with.

Griff allowed me to set aside being a mom, and a nurse who had to keep things running smoothly. He made it possible for me to be submissive, even if it was only in the confines of his room. I didn’t have to think, or do the work, he knew what I needed.

“Harder.” I begged again.

“I’m going to split you in two.” He moved his hand to my breast, and dug his fingers into the soft tissue. “Are you sure?”

I felt like his question was a trap. There was no way I was going to let him stop by saying the wrong word. Looking up into his amber eyes, filled with lust and teetering on the edge of combusting himself, I bit the corner of my lip, before I smirked. “Harder,” I huskily breathed out.

“Your wish is my command.” Wrapping my hands around the ties I pressed my head back into the mattress, and lifted my hips. Griff lifted me, supporting the weight of my lower body, and firmly held me in place as he railed into me.

My breathing seized, the world around me was a blur, my ears thundered with the beat of my heart as a wave of fire coursed through my body. A guttural groan left my mouth, as I shuttered with my climax. Gasping for breaths I convulsed again at the same time Griff froze and jerked, “Fuck, Chanelle.” He was so deep. Filling me with his hot cum.

My euphoria fell away in an instant.

There had been no crinkle of a wrapper. No barrier existed between us. He’d just fucked me raw and filled me and neither of us had even paused for a moment to consider doing otherwise.

He let his head fall back with a contented sigh. “That was incredible.”

Griff tugged at the ties on my wrists and my arms flopped down to the bed with a soft thud and rubbed the feeling back into my arms and whispered words to me, but I couldn’t make out anything he was saying. I was so weak from orgasm that not even the nagging panic about what we’d just done could interrupt me.

“Elle, are you alive?” He whispered against my ear, the hint of humor in his voice made me smile.

“Pretty sure you killed me,” I mumbled as I let my head fall to the side to look at him. His eyes sparkled and the grin on his face was infectious. “What are you smiling about?” I turned to him and nuzzled my body against his. I was beyond exhausted. My eyes fell closed, any hint of worry in me subsiding. He’d always been so deliberate. Why would I think this was anything less than? He warned me the day would come.

“No reason, I just can’t believe how happy I am. Life right now is perfect.” He trailed his fingers up and down my arm as I fought sleep. The man had taken everything from me tonightand I’d gladly given it. “I love you,” he whispered and I fought to open my eyes, to say it back to him but I drifted off in absolute bliss.

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