Page 114 of Bucked Hard

He’s bigger than I first thought. His chest is broad and thick, sculpted from decades of a life most will never know.

My pussy clenches as I do as I’m told, pulling upward to peel the fabric from my torso and leaving me sitting in my nearly see-through bra.

“Do you want to show me all of you?” he asks, taking a deep inhale and shifting back to kneel, getting a better view of me.

I look up, squinting into the sun that halos around his face.

“I do. I don’t even know why, but I do.”

His teeth sink into the corner of his bottom lip, and the sight of his enormous erection is clear on the front of his wet pants. I can’t help the smile that blooms on my face at the sight of what I’m doing to him, and in my little girl heart I pray this is special for him too. That I am not just another easy tourist target for the dark, quiet cowboy.

“Show me.” He tongues the front of his white teeth, the sunshine lighting the furrows and cuts of his torso, making me nearly weep at the beauty.

I hear his groan of approval as I comply. Reaching around with shaking fingers to unclasp my bra, I let it fall off on the side of the blanket as a shiver runs through my body. Then he reaches forward and takes me by the hair, pulling my naked chest to his mouth.

Reaching up, I twist my fingers into Garrett’s damp hair, wanting him attached to me somehow, needing him to know the pleasure that is coursing through me from the touch of his warm mouth.

I throw my head back, my wet hair sticking to the sides of my face as I arch into him, moaning for more. His hands release my hair, now moving to grip my thighs, making my pussy clench and gush.

This is better than all those fantasies I’ve concocted as I lay in my cabin at night.

Powerful hands swoop over my hips and clutch my backside, pulling me down onto the blanket. He moves from one breast to the other, the warm sun drying us and adding to the radiating heat between our bodies.

I feel his hard flesh against my belly, making me ripple with excitement. His hips shift, he presses his erection against my leg, and I nearly topple over into an orgasm.

He kisses up my chest, then he’s on my neck in that perfect spot that makes me wince and shiver at the same time. Happy, horny noises drift out of me as my hands rake down his shoulders, feeling the tense muscles under his skin as I pull him harder into me, needing whatever this balm is he’s offering me out here under the big Montana sky.

His hands are suddenly everywhere, his mouth planted on mine, his body pressing its weight onto me, and I feel his length grind over my pussy, making me writhe beneath him.

The roughness of his hands only makes me more crazed. I’ve never met a man like him, so confident yet without a hint of arrogance. The desire pulsing through me is nearly unbearable.

I want him inside me. Deep inside me. And I wonder if I’m going to cum from the idea alone.

It’s his mouth now; everywhere, balancing out the way his hands are practically mauling me, and I love the sensation of being taken by him like this. A greedy beast has replaced the calm, quiet cowboy.

He’s got my hips, thumbs hitched into the waist of my damp jeans, and I lift my ass upward, rocking myself with the rhythm of our twisting bodies.

He takes my cue and leans back. His hands go to the button on my jeans, his eyes pinned to mine as if to make sure I’m with him.

God, am I with him.

Something burns behind those blue eyes, something dark, and he reaches down and slips my boots off my feet. Next, he jerks my jeans down over my hips in a single rough tug, grabbing my underwear as they go, pulling the wet fabric inside out off of me, and I hear a rumble come from his chest when he sees my bare pussy.

“Darlin’,” he grunts, “if we do this, you have to understand I don’t do things in halves. You’re going to be mine. This…” He reaches down to cup my sex, nearly shattering me right there. “Mine too.”

I nod, unable to speak or breathe, wanting him to take whatever he needs as long as he doesn’t stop.

The sun shines into his hair, the pepper sparking with the bit of silver as heat floods through me. I’ve never understood the pull of an older man until Garrett, and it pushes me closer to the edge as he finishes stripping me of my socks, leaving me naked.

“God, you are perfect. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.”

Garrett

I didn’t know until right now, how much I’ve wanted this.

Not just her body. Not just her perfect, pink nipples between my lips.

No, I’ve wanted someone that lit me from inside. That not only sparked something in my body, but that tugged at my heart and beckoned to my soul to come and meet theirs.

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