Page 122 of Bucked Hard

She shakes her head and looks down. “Sometimes I can’t be sure if you just have this arsenal of slick lines ready or you are the corniest, most honest man I’ve ever met.”

I release her hair from one hand and scoop under her chin, forcing her eyes to mine.

“I’m many things, but I am not a liar. And,” I go on, unsure if I should bare the rest, “you’re not only beautiful, but you’re also young, probably too young for me by most standards. And smart. I’m a simple man, Mary Beth. Before you, I thought I had everything I wanted. Out here…” I tip my head toward the window. “Horses, cattle, the Montana sky, a few bank accounts with money I don’t know how to spend, a few friends. No woman has ever done to me what you did in the first thirty seconds I saw you. Cards on the table, yeah, all that scared the shit out of me because I didn’t think there was any way a stunner like you would glance at this simple cowboy.”

“I’m happy you changed your mind.”

“When you got off that van, I realized how stale my life had become. I felt as though I’d been asleep a long time and you were my rooster crowing at dawn to wake my sorry ass up.”

She giggles and runs her hands down my jaw, sending a jolt through me. If my cock doesn’t get inside her soon, I think I’m going to lose my mind.

“We are from different worlds. I never thoughtyouwould be interested in me. City girl and all that. Our lives don’t seem like they’d fit together.”

Her statement hits me in the heart, but in my soul, I need her, and I’m a determined son-of-a-bitch when I want something.

“Sometimes, the very things that seem as though they don’t go together, fill in the empty spaces.”

“Yes. I guess. Sometimes it’s the differences that make things work. Still, I hope we can talk about it when the time is better.” There’s a flash in her eyes, and I feel her desire. It’s a magnet between us and as much as I would sit here and listen to her and talk to her about whatever she needs, both of us seem to have other priorities at the moment.

“Mary Beth.” I bring both hands to those thin straps now, pulling them down her shoulders, pushing my hard length into her, and I see her eyes widen. “I’m taking you to bed. We’ll figure everything else out later.”

“You’re a little bossy sometimes.”

“I can be a lot bossy sometimes too.”

“Yeah, like with those guests. You can be mean.”

I consider that for a second. “I don’t think that’s mean. They touched you, disrespected you. That called for an ass-kicking, and I held that back. Understand something: I want you in my life. And I’ll treat you like a queen. Anyone that doesn’t is going to deal with me. Get used to it, Filly.”

She opens her mouth to respond but there’s no waiting left in me. I crush my lips to hers, listening to her moan into my mouth as my cock jerks against her.

When I pull back, I keep her bottom lip between my teeth as I run my hands down the V of her shirt and rip it open in one motion.

Her eyes go wide, but she doesn’t complain. Instead, I feel her heat rise as she brings her hands up to my shirt, working the buttons until it’s hanging open. I release her lip, and her hands move over my chest, then down to the waist of her skirt.

“I’m never going to let you go.” The words slip out as I lower my face to her chest, sucking on one nipple, then the other, winding my hand down and looping it up under her skirt.

“God.” I hear her gasp as my fingers make contact with the outside of her wet panties, running my knuckles against the fabric.

I suck on her hard peaks and slip my fingertips beneath the elastic of her panties to find her wet folds. I play and tease, thinking about how sweet she tasted outside under the sky earlier today.

She arches into me, and my cock hardens to the point of pain as her juices soak my fingers.

Her hand drops to the front of my jeans and she palms my length, making me moan into her perfect pink nipple as I suck it deep into my mouth.

I lick and kiss my way up her chest to her neck, and struggle to steady my breath when she leans her head to the side, exposing her flesh to me for the taking.

“I’m going to be so good to you,” I whisper into her ear, “you’ll be addicted.”

Her body shakes, and her hands run up into my hair, tugging as I bite into her neck and work her hard clit. Her hips move faster against my fingers, and before long she’s trembling and holding on, her legs wobbly as I spin her around to lift her onto the bed in mid-orgasm.

“God, Garrett…” My name on her lips will never get old. “You make me feel so good.”

I work the button on her skirt and strip off the rest of her clothing. When she looks up at me, I see the desire in her eyes. She looks like she wants me to fuck her and her lust sends cum seeping out of my cock.

“You deserve to feel good. You deserve to feel this way every day for the rest of your life.”

She arches her back, her hands coming to cup her breasts, displaying herself for me as her legs fall open.

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