Page 16 of Possessive Rancher

He hooks a finger, beckoning me to come to him. “Come here, little girl, so I can give you what you’ve been asking for.”

I sit up and crawl over to him where Hudson reaches for my face. His hands wrap themselves in my hair like he’s going to put it in a ponytail, but he grips it tight. He yanks it a bit to get my attention, my eyes finding his.

“Grab that dick, little girl. Breathe out as you go down. Suck it.”

My core is twitching with excitement. I love the way he sounds, commanding me, dominating this moment.

I open my mouth after holding it in both hands and lower my mouth. The smoothness of the tip takes me by surprise. I run my tongue over the edge and under the shaft, sucking as I come up, exhaling on the way down.

I’m slow at first, still sucking with uncertainty.

Hudson’s voice breaks the silence. “That’s my good little girl. Suck a little harder. Get it wet, baby.”

I listen, spit gathers, slurp, gulp, choke, and soon, I pick up my pace. Bobbing up and down on his shaft brings out noises, hissing, and a few curses.

“Yes, baby girl. Just like that. Suck this dick, baby. It’s yours.”

Oh shit. Mine.

The words set something off inside of me that lets me get into this moment so intensely I’m forgetting about my virginity. I just want him to come in my mouth.

Mmhmm.

Every motion has me humming and moaning, responding to his pleasure with sounds of my own. Hudson’s excitement gets the better of him as he begins to buck his hips, using his hands in my hair to quicken his pace.

It gets to the point where I don’t have to move.

“Just keep that mouth open, little girl,” he says before he begins to thrust against the back of my throat. A shallow tear falls from one eye, with me trying to catch my breath in an attempt to keep up with him.

The gagging noises mingle with the soundtrack of music playing over the thunderstorm.

Hudson’s climax is coming. I can hear it in his voice. I can feel it in his thrusts, but he stops short, pulling me off of him with a pop. He yanks my face toward him, kissing me with burning intensity.

My inner muscles clench as Hudson feverishly moves me onto my back, slides between my legs, and pushes his thick girth into my entrance. I cry out from the final relief of him being inside of me.

“Shit,” we both huff out simultaneously.

Hudson stays still for a moment, breathing heavily, his cock pulsating inside of me.

“Little girl, you feel so fucking good.” Hudson’s words fill my heart as his tool fills me up, and he starts to move.

It isn’t slow. It’s a hurried dragging motion as my walls coat him with one orgasm after another. There’s so much tension I feel like I’m about to pee. I need him. I want him. I can’t get enough of him.

Every thrust is powerful. Hudson moves back, his hands out of my hair as he pushes my legs wider. I see every flexing muscle of his torso as he dives in and out of me. His thumb finds my clit as he slows his pace to turn me onto my side.

This angle shifts the feeling immensely. Hudson drives into me with one leg under him and the other over his shoulder. He rubs my tit while he continues to push in and out of me. We’re only like this for a minute or two before he flips me onto my stomach.

“I’ve been waiting to get you like this since the moment I laid eyes on you,” he murmurs and slaps my ass as he drives into me from behind. I let out a yelp, a mixture of the sting from his swat coupling with the pleasure of his strokes.

He wraps my hair around his hand, pulling it taut so I’m upright with my back against his chest. The way he moves in and out of me feels like we were always meant to be like this.

I’m his.

Hudson is mine.

He reaches around to rub my clit as he yanks my head back again by the hair, kissing me intensely once again. Oh god. I don’t want him to stop. I feel like I’m about to explode.

Hudson releases my hair to grab my breasts while he slams into my walls and holds me still for a second. It’s like he wants this moment to last a bit longer. It passes, and he finds his rhythm again.

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