Page 42 of Bucked Hard

“God. Chad.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll start slow.”

He takes my lips into his, our tongues moving with each other as his hips pump harder, igniting the fire inside me again.

He pulls his face back, brushing the hair back that is stuck to my sweat glazed cheeks. I sigh and shake my head, relaxing into a smile.

“What? Do you not want to?”

“No, I do. You are,” I search for the right words, “I mean it was, it really was…I just still can’t take this in. My mind won’t believe I just made love, my first time, with someone like you.”

“Oh yeah.” He pumps harder, grinning when he drives the breath out of me. “Well, I can’t believe someone as gorgeous as you let me do it. And I intend to keep doing it until you tell me to stop. But I won’t. And then I’ll teach you some other things.”

“Other things…” I repeat. His hips pressing open my slit, rubbing against me, make it difficult to form a thought. They come, then they break apart with each movement. “What…?”

“You’ll see,” he groans. “Like…my handprint on that gorgeous ass of yours.”

“Spanking?”

“Yes, that, and more. Remember, trust me?”

“Can I trust you to pull out this time?”

“Doubtful. You’re mine and that means everything. The thought of showing the world who you belong to makes me hard enough to cut glass, Dove. Look in my eyes and tell me you didn’t want my cum inside of you.”

The thought of his hot release inside me again only increases my desire. He pulls his cock almost all the way out of me and slams forward, grabbing my hips, pulling and pushing and before I can react, he’s flipped us over and holding me on top of him, and all I can think ishe’s so strong.

Oh man, this is nice. My open, sensitive skin, pressing down on his hard belly. My view of the gorgeous beast below.

“Take me, Rachel. I want to watch you.”

My hands press onto his hard chest as he guides my hips, letting me set the pace. My breasts sway and bounce freely, my full body moving unashamed now, knowing his desire, seeing it in his eyes.

He wants me, not just once. He wants me again. Me.

It is all I need as I lift my hips and slide along his length. Chad’s eyes follow my every move, his hand releasing my hip and kneading my full breast.

“You are my girl, Rachel.” Chad sits up and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling my full nipple deep into his mouth again.

He sucks long and hard while I abandon my inhibitions and ride him. His deep pumping on my breast only ignites the fire inside me even more. I grind my hips into his as his mouth suckles greedy and hard. He wants me to take him and I do. It doesn’t take me long, I know what my body wants and the lightning inside me explodes again. Chad moans and gulps onto my breast, pulling back for a moment with a ragged breath.

“Ahhh, Jesus, Dove.” His voice is pained. “How does that feel? My dick belongs right here. I’m never fucking leaving.”

His mouth latches onto me again, the pinch of his teeth drawing my breath in sharp as his body tightens and his hips turn into a churning freight train.

I don’t know who moans the loudest at that moment, both of our bodies melting into each other in a mutual climax that has me blind and deaf for an amount of time I can’t seem to understand right now.

He holds me tight as I fall down onto him as we both try to catch our breath, and we are both such a mess. I feel the second round of hot seminal fluid dripping down, escaping from where our bodies are connected. But I don’t care. I like it.

We pant like we just ran a marathon, his strong arms around my waist, his cheek nested in my neck.

“So, did you catch on?” Chad’s voice is playful. “I’m kind of a breast guy.”

“Yeah. I got that.” I blow air up over my face, trying to dislodge a hair that’s fallen across my eye.

“Like I said before, maybe you will let me take it even further. I want to feel your milk in my mouth someday.”

“What?” The word is a reflex. I feel like I should be shocked, but I’m not. I’m so turned on by the fact that he would want that from me, a small orgasm tops me off with a quiver.

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