Page 13 of Ranger Danger

He moves on top of me, holding himself up by his hand, while the other grabs his shaft, moving the tip through my mound, mixing my arousal with his spit and my wetness.

With a groan, he plants his mouth against mine. I can taste myself, adding to the dirtiness of what we’re doing. His tongue invades and opens my lips. I pull him toward me, draping my legs over his ass, barely locking them together around his massive waist. His arms shake as he tries not to crush me with his bulging body. He lets go of my mouth, and we both watch as an inch of his flesh disappears inside me.

“Oh… oh, Rafe.” I run my fingers up his back to his chest, placing my palm on his racing heart.

“Damn it, kid,” he swears, biting on his lip as he starts to fill me with excruciating slowness.

I spread my legs as far as I can. “Take it all. Fuck me, please,” I whine, needing him to bury his cock inside.

A deep growl escapes from his lips as he plows into me with such force a scream tumbles out of me. I try to shift, to push him away. Oh my god, there is a stabbing pain deep inside as every last inch of his erection fills me to the hilt. The feeling of being too full has me seeing spots. It hurts so much my eyes burn from unshed tears.

He kisses me, then runs his lips over my forehead. “Breathe, baby, look at me,” he says, licking the tears streaming down my face.

“It—I can’t, it hurts—you’re too big,” I plead, pushing at his shoulders, the uncomfortable sensation slowly fading, getting replaced with a warm feeling in my chest. I stare deep into his eyes and see nothing butlove,hold up. No, that can’t be. My pussy is throbbing, hugging him like a vice.

“Roll your hips,” he orders while he pins me down, both arms placed next to my head. I do what he tells me and start to move. I know he’s holding back. I can tell by the way he grinds his teeth together. How the muscle in his jaw ticks. He moans through clenched teeth, moving inside me with expert slowness. Seeing how much he cares, I get even wetter, making it easier for his pulsing cock to move inside, stretching and owning my pussy. The sound of slapping flesh filling the living room.

“Damn, it’s a tight fit, baby,” he husks. “Fuck, Storm, milk my cock with your little pussy,” he swears, dropping his forehead to mine. “Treat the man who saved you.”

“Yes.” I shudder, loving the possessiveness in his voice as I kiss his shoulder. He watches me with curiosity, like no one has ever caressed his face or worshipped his scarred, beautiful body. I’m so turned on by this man, this beast, this lone wolf living all the way out here in the woods. I can scream all I want, and no one will come and save me, because he already did. My pussy is begging for him to ram into me and fill me with his seed.

His eyes grow big, staring at my heaving breasts, then up into my eyes again. “Is your clenching cunt telling me to fuck you hard? You want to scream, don’t you? To get filled by my cum.” He lowers his head, tilting his mouth as he takes all he wants. Grunting as his tongue plays with mine. Rubbing together like a dance while he pushes up my leg, giving him better access. It’s much deeper this way. I let out a ragged groan, breaking away from his lips.

“Rafe, ah, please,” I beg. An inch slides out of my tight passage. I gasp, watching him run his finger over my clit. Shudders consume my body as I rock upward. He stills and stares at his finger, wet and red with my blood.

“This fucking tight little pussy was mine all along, waiting for my cock,” he purrs against my ear before licking the blood from his finger. I arch, my eyes falling into the back of my head, knowing I saved myself for him somehow.

“Look at us, Storm,” he says, his voice thickening. “You like to screw rough, don’t you, baby?” I watch him push his cock back in. “I’m going to fuck you for real now,” he drawls, his jaw flexing. “Take it like the good little girl I know you are,” he says, kissing me and licking my lips, then marking me with his teeth.

I close my eyes as white-hot bliss makes my body tingle. “Yes, I need it, punish me, make me hurt.” I open my eyes with a jolt.

His smile comes ever so slowly. “I’m gonna make you hurt all right, burn in a good way. I’m going to spoil this pussy for anyone else. They will all know your cunt belongs to me now,” he husks out, thrusting deep inside my body with a roar. Rafe cradles my face in a loving caress and kisses me before picking up his pace. My breath catches. Talking about him fucking me hard is different than feeling it. Damn, it feels good, better than I could have ever imagined. He’s taking what he wants as he pumps in and out, not holding back. Fucking me into the blankets, my ass chafing against the coarse material, giving a whole other meaning to pleasure and pain.

He grabs both my legs under my knees and pushes them up, so they’re almost touching my ears, spreading me as wide as I can go. I scream as he pounds into me, thrusting, groaning, and swearing as I gasp. My back arches, meeting his rhythm, sweat coating my skin. He snarls. His big dick feels like it’s slicing me open. I moan his name, my wetness running down the crack of my ass.

“Take it, take my cock,” he rasps, planting his mouth on mine.

I groan against his lips, meeting his stabs head on, the burning sensation starts deep in my chest and shoots down to my clit, building and building. “Don’t stop,” I cry, my pussy lips clenching around him as my climax surprises me while I repeat his name. “Rafe, oh Rafe,” I yell clawing at his back, digging my nails into his muscles. I scream as I shudder, my pussy clenching around his dick. “Oh… oh, please!”

He swears, let’s go of my now limp legs and keeps up with his hunger as he rocks into me over and over. Pleasure and pain mix into a strange, intoxicating delight. He throws his head back, pushing in all the way, his arms shaking, careful not to crush me. His dick jerks and pulses, his orgasm stealing his breath away. He grinds his hips, flexing his ass as he shoots his cum deep inside me, filling me with hot, wet ejaculation as he catches my stare. It’s the hottest thing, taking in the sounds he makes, the way his face contorts as he comes. I feel his cum spilling over as his shaft spasms, hugged tight between my walls.

“Fuck, Storm,” he roars and pushes up on his arms. We both watch him pulse even more liquid onto my pussy, the white lines dripping down to my ass. With a loud groan, he drops his full weight on my spent body, and I hold him in my arms, brushing my fingers through his soaked hair.

“I’m crushing you,” he says against my neck.

I inhale his scent, loving the way our sweat mixes. “I don’t care.” My voice is raw from all my screaming. “I want to hold you,” I confess, catching my breath while his cock pulses against my stomach, matching the beating of his heart. He turns his head and looks at me with wonder in his eyes while his seed sticks to my thighs. Brushing the sweat from his forehead, I smile. It’s so dirty the way he fucked me. I loved it. Guilt slices through me. Should I tell him what I’m doing here? Would he understand or hate me?

His eyes roam over my face. “Talk to me, kid. I want to know more about you,” he whispers, turning on his side, throwing the blanket over our naked bodies. He leans his head on his palm and runs his finger over my stomach, sticky with cum and sweat. “What are you really doing here, besides getting fucked?”

Rafe

Iadjust my stiff dick, watching the wheels turn in her head.

“I told you what I was doing here,” she grumbles, not daring to look me in the eye.

I run a hand over my face and turn on my back, staring at the high ceilings. She’s not going to tell me the truth yet. Maybe she needs a little more incentive. I gaze at the wooden beams above me. I built this house with my bare hands. It’s big enough to start a family in. I could easily build a darkroom outside for her, next to my woodshed I turned into my studio and workout space. A chuckle escapes from my lips. A family, a darkroom, who the fuck am I kidding?Not going to happen. Besides, the kid’s too young, too rich. She has her whole life in front of her.

“I was trying to shoot a great picture for my portfolio,” she says, and I pick up on the change in her voice immediately.

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