And Tyler nods slowly, expression thoughtful.
“You will, baby girl,” he says. “You’re real smart, you absolutely will.”
Happiness seeps through my frame again, my shoulders lifting, the air easier to breathe. But what am I thinking? He’s not interested in this. Babbling a little, I jump up.
“Are you hungry?” comes a rush of words, and Tyler nods slowly. I swallow hard as my stomach muscles tense. He hasn’t taken his eyes off me since walking into the living room.
“Want some lunch?” I ask, but he slowly shakes his head. My chest is rising slowly. I can see the lust in his eyes and I’m just hoping he doesn’t make me wait long for the pleasure that’s sure to come.
And like in a slow-mo movie, it starts. My desperate legs obediently part as he kneels before me, those blue eyes trained on my face. Settling between my legs, pulling my panties and shorts down my legs at once, he leans back, just staring at my pink pussy.
“What’s wrong?” I murmur.
He can’t answer for a second, just breathing deep, riveted by the sight.
“You’re swollen,” he glances up at me and I’m not sure what that means exactly. But then I look down and it’s clear. Oh god, yes, I’m swollen. Swollen with need for him, but also swollen from the heavy fucking the night before. Is he going to stop? Is that going to be a big red sign for him?
“But I still want you,” I plead. “Please.”
A heavy sound comes from deep within his chest.
“You’re gonna get me, baby. I just have to make sure you’re soaking wet first,” he raises one eyebrow before lowering between my legs. My head falls back in anticipation, but the cowboy doesn’t immediately go to my opening like I want. Instead, he first kisses the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, making me squirm. The man’s got magic, and he moves upwards then, pressing soft, open-mouthed kisses all around my opening.
I squirm helplessly, juices flowing.
“Tyler,” comes my moan. “Oh god.”
A hard light comes into those eyes.
“Stay still,” he growls. “Don’t move.”
“Unnh,” I gasp helplessly.
This time, Tyler looks up.
“What do you want?” he growls. Those blue eyes fix me hard, and a blush seeps over my cheeks, spreading all the way to my tummy. Oh god, I have to tell him what I want now, my dirtiest thoughts.
“You know,” I try to deflect, but as always he’s unwavering in his orders.
“Tell me, baby,” he commands.
“Make me come for you,” I whisper. “Suck my clit until I come, please.”
Tyler grunts then. Dropping his head to my opening, warm breath pools across my glistening pussy. It’s a cool breeze on my snatch and my cunt shivers uncontrollably. But then Tyler dives in, catching me by surprise, and I gasp in response to the insistent pushes of his tongue.
“Oh yeah,” he grunts. “Fuck yeah.”
Circling my opening, Tyler sloppily taunts me before kissing my pussy lips, licking up and down the engorged flesh. He’s commanding and yet sensual, and my body melts to his every move. The ripples begin building inside as he reaches his hand under my shirt until he’s massaging a hard bud, pinching and making me scream. Aw fuck, there are lightning bolts going straight from my boobs to my cunt, juices leaking wetly between my legs as he laps them up. The sounds of him slurping, drinking my satisfaction turn me on and I can’t wait any longer.
“I want you inside me,” I plead but he just continues as I moan louder, vision blurring.
“I told you I was hungry, baby,” he growls, before returning his mouth to my snatch while unbuttoning his jeans. His tongue is working me up to another climax and I’m pushing my pelvis into his mouth, begging for the pressure, when he tilts my hips up and moves his tongue down to my ass. Oh god, this is so dirty. A man’s playing with my asshole. Literally touching my bottom with his tongue, even pushing that wet snake into my rectum, tasting my insides.
“Tyler!” I scream, body teetering on the edge as he shoves his tongue deep inside again. But instead of giving me more, he pulls his tongue out of my anus. What the? Why did he stop?
But before I can complain, the alpha lifts his hand and slaps my pussy roughly. Shrieking, my body ignites, surging towards ecstasy. Oh my god, he just pummeled my slit, spanking that dirty clit.
“Again!” I cry, and before I can get the word out, his hand stings my hard bud once more.
“Ahhh!” I scream, giving it up, and climax tears through my body like an enormous tidal wave. Tears roll down my cheeks as I pant and moan, thrashing on the armchair as Tyler sucks the juice right out, riding the waves by my side.
“Unnh, baby girl, unnh,” he groans deep in my folds, savoring the nectar. “Unnh.”
Rising to his feet, I see the gratification on Tyler’s face through my blurred vision as he settles onto the couch next to me. Lifting me onto that broad lap so I’m straddling that large frame, he wipes my eyes with his thumbs and kisses my lips gently. A deep chuckle rumbles out from his chest.
“It’s not funny,” I murmur through the uncontrollable tears. Who knew I liked getting my clit slapped? Who knew I liked getting my anus tongued? Oh god, it was so good, emotions rushing over my frame.
The chuckle comes again, but not harsh. Instead, it’s the sound of an alpha asserting his dominance.
“I like fucking you until you can’t think,” he rumbles. “I love when a female falls apart, crying because it’s so damn good.”
Oh really? I’m not the first? Of course not, Tyler’s no male virgin. But still, I can’t help wondering.
“What are you trying to do to me?” I say aloud, my body still confused by the intense feelings he brings out.
I expect him to ignore the question, to move on with the loving and fucking, but he actually stops, pulling back for a moment to look me in the eye.
“Making you mine,” he answers matter-of-factly. “I want all of you, Maisie. Isn’t that obvious?” He wipes my eyes one last time and my vision clears just in time to take in the deep, clear blue of his eyes.
“Yes,” I answer, leaning down to kiss him with every ounce of passion left in my soul. Lifting my hips, he positions my opening at the tip of his insanely erect dick. He’s hard as a rock; I can’t even slide down on him, he’s so big. So I rock back and forth, moaning sensuously, easing him inside me. Oh god, oh god, the cock makes headway, working itself in, centimeter by centimeter.
“Can I have all of you?” I breathe helplessly. It’s a stupid question because Tyler is so much more experienced than me. But I can’t help it. Is this just sex to him? Is this just a hard fuck with a country girl, sayonara once it’s done? I don’t expect much, so his response completely catches me off guard.
“I’ll give you everything you want in this world, baby,” he growls, pulling my loose hair backwards with his right hand. Oh shit, I can’t move my head, he’s got me where he wants. And then his left hand grips my ass so he can guide me down onto his throbbing cock.
“Aw shit … fuck, baby,” the words come quietly, like he doesn’t want me to hear his pleasure, but it’s those sounds of weakness, or lack of control, that drive me crazy. It’s like I’m his kryptonite, and hearing him buckle under makes me feel like the most powerful woman in the world.
My confidence takes over and I begin to wind my hips, circling back and forth while rising and lowering my body up and down on his rod. When Tyler leans his head back, eyes rolling into the back of his head, I know I’m doing well. Picking up the pace, I’m jolted as he smacks my ass harshly, the print burning in my backside.
“Tyler!” I cry out, arching my back involuntarily, twisting from shock.
“Maisie,” he grunts in return.
Ripping my shirt to expose my needy breasts, he shoves one in his mouth while massaging the other with his hand, all the while dicking my cunt down below. And then his free hand slaps my ass again, this time even harder.
“Ahh!” I cry, th
e sting driving me to rock my hips faster. His teeth are now tugging on my nipple and I let go, losing all my inhibitions. I’m such a fucking slut for him, and it feels so good.
“Take this first nut, baby. I’m fucking all three of your holes today,” he grunts and I grab hold of his shoulders for stability to drive him to orgasm. His hand raises and this time falls on my other ass cheek, pushing me forwards again. I’m riding him, but god, the big man’s still in control.
“Tyler!” I whine, reaching up to his hair, pulling two fists full of charcoal hair. “Unnnh!”
“Fuck!” He slaps my ass again, “Just like that, Maisie,” he coaches me, my pussy creaming all over him, sweat dripping down my curves as his hands rub all over my slippery body.
“God! I want it, Tyler!” I scream and he groans loudly in response.
“What do you want, Maisie?” he grunts, coaching me to be his dirty slut. “What do you want?”
“Come for me!” is my helpless shriek and Tyler swallows it in a ravenous kiss. But he’s not done yet.
“When I tell you, drop to your knees,” he looks into my eyes and I can’t hide the smile that covers my face. I nod my understanding, embarrassed by how eager I am to taste him. My body is now bucking crazily, desperate to bring him to climax so I can taste his spunk.
“Now!” he roars and I lift up before scurrying to my knees between his legs. “Open your fucking mouth,” he bites out and I do as I’m told. My gag reflex takes effect as his thick cock hits the back of my throat and I pull my head back before spitting all over his shaft and licking it up. Tyler growls, big body vibrating with pleasure.
“Suck it,” he orders, but it’s him coming apart now. My pussy aches, and I moan throatily while taking him into my small mouth, his cock stuffing me to the max. God, I look like a chipmunk prepping for winter storage, there’s so much hot man meat in there.
But Tyler’s still giving orders.
“Put your fingers in that sweet cunt,” he grinds out, taking a handful of my hair and rocking his pelvis slowly into my mouth. My fingers drop to my opening, slick and dripping with nectar. God, it’s so slimy, and my digits slide right in as my jaw strains to take in all his length.
“That’s right, baby. Suck it,” he inches a bit more of his cock into my mouth, grip tightening on my hair as a low growl escapes him. Bobbing my head back and forth as fast as I can, his balls draw up as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other. The male groans are growing louder and his hips rock furiously now, desperate and insistent.
And then it happens. His cock jerks hard against my tongue and a thick salty liquid spills into the back of my throat. I gulp mightily, swallowing as I rub my cunt down below. Oh god, there’s so much, semen’s pouring down my throat like Niagara Falls, filling me up, but I won’t give up. I’m a big girl, swallowing furiously, but the blasts just keep coming, one after another.
“Mmph, mmph,” come my moans as Tyler spurts again and again, roaring his ecstasy. His head falls back as that cock jerks again, the hot sweet baby batter going straight into my stomach.
But finally, it’s done. The pulsing stops, that fuckpole a thick, round roll of wetness between my lips, and I lick his shaft clean, not missing a drop.
“How’d I do?” I pant, sliding my fingers out of my drenched pussy. Oh god, I can barely see, it feels so damn good.
Pulling me to my feet, Tyler moves me to the couch without speaking a word, bending me forwards so that my ass is high up. Given everything that’s happened, I’m confident and proud, comfortable with my curves. And hearing him groan behind me makes my self-esteem surge.
“Can I have this, baby?” he asks while running his thumb over my asshole.
“All three holes this time, right?” I answer seductively over my shoulder and he shakes his head slowly, stroking his cock with his right hand.
“You’re fucking amazing,” he grunts, running his hand over my pussy, wiping the slimy juices up my crack and over my puckering third hole. “Relax for me, baby. You trust me?”
“Yes,” I answer honestly without hesitation.
“Good. I won’t hurt you,” he pauses, that low voice soothing. I love how he rotates between the commanding alpha male and the persuasive lover. When Tyler wants something, he gets it, and my ass is no exception.
So I nod, and the cowboy pushes his cock into pussy, swirling around slowly while running his thumb over my ass before pressing inside. How is he even hard again? It’s insane. My head drops as my words slur into moans, back arching further in ecstasy, the sensation unbelievably dirty.
Sliding his cock out of me, the emptiness leaves me hollow. But then the wet pressure of his thick cock presses at my tight ass and his words come rough, sliding over my skin.
“Relax, baby. Let me have you,” he slowly rocks forward, pulling me into him as he inches into my ass.
This isn’t my first time obviously. But still, it’s strange and a little painful, me whining a bit, arcing my ass, trying to adjust as my pucker gets drilled.
But once he’s fully inside, I find myself rocking into him, tiny anus craving more. With his hands on each of my hips, Tyler rides my ass, reaching one hand around to massage my clit, and now I’m in sensual overload. Our moans and groans are like a song as we both surge toward another orgasm.
“Oh, oh!” I moan, stirring my ass against his cock, loving the dirty slide. “Oh fuck!”
“You’re all mine, Maisie,” his growl is low and hoarse, the strokes slow and deep.
“Yes,” I moan in agreement, body vibrating from my core. “Yes, Tyler,” I repeat over and over, rocking toward my climax. At this point, I’ve had so many orgasms that I’ve lost count, one rolls into another, making me a limp fuckdoll for this man.
But the big man’s not having it. The cowboy’s driving and he’s not gonna let me forget.
“Wait for it,” Tyler bites out, his hand slowing to pause my orgasm.
“No, don’t stop!” I cry, my body quickly rocking furiously, trying to draw him in deeper. “Daddy no!”
But Tyler’s in the driver’s seat.
“Shhh, hush baby. You’re coming with me, not a second sooner,” he growls, and I throw my ass back aggressively after spreading my feet a little further apart. His hand on my clit begins to move vigorously, body racing towards release once again.
“Tyler, please!” I beg and he thrusts forward, filling my rectum before sliding out and again slamming into me over and over.
“Fuck! Come, Maisie!” he roars, and I close my eyes, soaking in all the pleasure. God, he feels so fucking good I can’t even focus. “Now, Maisie! Fuck!” He’s a lion in control, and as always it drives me wild, sending me into freefall. My knees buckle, jolts of lightning shooting through my cunt, electrifying my ass. I scream again, humping and bumping against that stiff shaft in my butt.
“Unnnh!” comes my wild shriek. “Unnnh!” my anus spasms, milking his dick.
And Tyler’s lost too, his cockpole jetting the good stuff, flooding me with cum.
“Awww, FUCK!” comes a masculine growl in my ear, and my back arches, pushing my ass towards him for more. “Aw fuck, Maisie! Milk me, baby, let that asshole milk my fuckpole!”
I push against his cock, allowing him to hump my cushioned body until he’s released every drop of sweet come into my spasming rectum.
“Ohhh, Daddy,” comes my drawn-out moan. “Oh.”
We’ve both collapsed, covered in his semen, my cream, and our sweat. Our hearts race, both of us panting as we lie beside each other in a wrung-out tangle, completely satisfied. But the silence is anything but awkward. If fact, this is undoubtedly the most intimate moment of my life and I don’t ever want it to end.
“You’re mine, Maisie,” the deep voice slides over my skin, making my heart beat like a drum. I twist my neck, searching for those blue eyes, and finally we meet.
But I’m not looking to challenge because the truth is all too clear.
“I know,” I assure him a
s my breathing slows. “And you’re mine,” I add, our eyes still locked.
He raises one eyebrow and the corner of his mouth curls into a lazy grin. We stay gazing at each other for a long moment, and then the inevitable haze of exhaustion falls over me, lids growing heavy. The last thing I see is Tyler’s lips … and then warmth overcomes my soul.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Maisie
Three months later …
It’s been three months since I first discovered Tyler in my barn, and boy, has life changed since then. I’m not sure how long he’s gonna be here, but for now, I’m not worrying about that. It’s the new me, the confident, carefree Maisie, and not the old worrywart who trembled at the smallest sign of trouble.
Because things are so much easier now. Before, I freaked out if the slightest thing was wrong. If the window didn’t close, I was sure it was going to fall off its hinges. If the door rattled, I was sure there was an intruder, ready to chop off my head.
So Tyler’s helped me let go. Not just with the loving, which happens non-stop, but mentally too. He helps me relax, by kissing me when I feel scared, by licking my cunt when I’m disturbed. It’s the best kind of stress relief for sure.
And not a day goes by where I don’t thank my lucky stars for this man. The harvest is going to be good, the animals are all healthy. Plus, I’ve had some time to read more since Tyler’s shouldering the chores. I can actually sit down and get a couple chapters in most days. Right now, it’s Anna Karenina and then after that, Lolita. Yep, I love troubled dames, guess it comes from being one not so long ago myself.
But it’s weird. I still don’t know that much about the man. Whenever I ask, the alpha’s vague, saying, “You’re too pretty to worry about this stuff,” or “My past is my past, and the past stays in the past.”
What does that mean? Why does he speak in riddles? Is he some kind of axe murderer? Or did he have a disturbed childhood? Whatever it is, Tyler never wants to talk about it, distracting me with talk about the GED, or if I’m really insistent about answers, a lick to my pussy.
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