Page 65 of Ranch Rules

Thomas turned around, surprise evident on his face.

Without a word, she dropped to her knees. Before he could say anything, her hand was at the zipper of his jeans, pulling it down. Then she boldly reached inside. His manhood hardened at her touch and by the time she’d pulled him out, it was stiffened and huge.

“What do you think you’re doing, little girl?”

But he didn’t tell her to stop and Natalie took that as the only permission that she needed. She took him into her mouth, gratified to hear the sound of his moan, and even more when he took hold of her hair. She took more of his cock into her mouth, working up and down his shaft until he was as solid as a rock.

Only then did she stop and stand up. “I love being your ‘little-bit,’” she told him in a soft, shy voice. “And I love the way you take care of me.”

He didn’t answer for a moment, but when he did it was to smile, his entire face lighting up before he wrapped a hand around her neck, pulling her in for a kiss. His lips seized hers, firm and insistent.

She kissed him back with a fervor that made her feel like she would die if she didn’t get enough of him.

“You’re so hot,” Thomas rasped as he pulled away. “Get on the bed,” he ordered, his voice hoarse with need.

Natalie scurried to obey, giggling as he kept her moving with gentle, loving taps to her bottom. Once she was lying down, Thomas’s mouth was quick to find her nipple, and it stiffened from the warmth of his mouth. He bit down, harder than he had all day, but she gasped, arching her back. It was a type of pain that felt good, hard as she found it to believe. Then his fingers were at her dripping pussy. “Who’s in charge of your pleasure?” His voice was rough with desire, and it made her smile to hear it.

“You are, sir.”

“In charge of your punishment, and your pleasure?”

“You are, Daddy.”

Satisfied, his fingers plunged into her wet depths. A cry of relief escaped her lips as her eyes found the ceiling.

“I told you the first day I met you that you’re a good girl, Natalie Winthrop. Would you like to see how good girls get rewarded?”

“Yes, please,” she whispered fervently.

“All right then. First, I’m gonna make you come with nothin’ but my fingers. And then I’m going to fuck you. It’s going to take longer—much longer. I’m not going to be gentle this time.” He dropped a kiss on her mouth and then his fingers were moving inside of her.

If any other man ever said such a thing to her, she would have put a stop to what they’d been about to do. But coming from Thomas, something inside her melted. She wanted to experience every part of him, in every way possible and knowing that allowed her to let go of all her inhibitions. Her body rocked and spasmed with the wonderful release. Natalie had had sex before, but it had never felt this—the explosions of pleasure rocketing throughout her body.

“Oh, Daddy,” she murmured as his fingers strummed her like a well-loved guitar. “Daddy!”

“Come for me, baby. It’s okay. You can come for me.”

As though even her body was trained to obey his command, she could feel her muscles tightening, her orgasm building. It took only a few more moments and it crashed inside her like a wave fiercely battering the shore.

“We’re not done yet,” Thomas murmured before shucking his pants. And then he was inside her in one swift motion, reawakening her throbbing sex.

She had thought it couldn’t get any better. Had been sure of it, even. But there was something almost magical about having him inside her, of the way their bodies fit together. She grasped his shoulders, digging her nails into him as they groaned together. She moved with him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

As he’d promised, Thomas was not gentle. This wasn’t the sweet, patient lovemaking they’d had before, but Natalie couldn’t find it lacking. He was dominating her body, claiming her pleasure, and she’d never wanted anything more. She found that she loved the way his hands held her—roughly, possessively as he fucked her with urgent need.

His thrusts came faster together, and she wrapped her legs around him, arching her body toward him as she ran her nails down his back. The next thing she knew, they were rolling over and she found herself straddling him cowgirl style. She had never been on top before, and at first she didn’t know quite what to do.

Thomas seemed to sense her hesitation and was quick to use his hands, showing her how to move her hips. “Yes. That’s it, baby girl, just like that.”

His encouragement spurred her on and before she knew it Natalie was riding him like an expert, rocking her hips in time to his groans, her hands on his chest as she rode his cock. It wasn’t much longer before Thomas came with a loud cry and a shudder. She collapsed against him, spent. He threw an arm around her and she curled into him.

With a deep, contented sigh, she closed her eyes. She’d never had a more perfect day.

“Not yet, little-bit.”

“Hmm?” she murmured without opening her eyes.

“I want to put you to bed proper.”

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