Page 90 of Stay Wild Darlin’

“That’s it,” I growled, grabbing onto her thighs, holding her open. “Like that, baby. Let me ride this pussy like I’m breakin’ a goddamn bull.”

She cried out as I moved. My hips pistoned forward using the swing and her helpless weight to fuck into her.

“You like that?” I grunted, sweat dripping from my chest.

She whimpered, mouth open, drool slipping down the side of her cheek.

“Goddamn—you’re grippin’ me tight,” I spat.

She moaned loudly, body bouncing with every thrust, legs trembling in the restraints.

“You were made for this,” I snarled.

She let out a guttural moan, almost sobbing now, head swinging slightly, eyes rolling back.

“Look at you,” I groaned, pounding into her faster. “All fucked out and takin’ every inch. Can’t run. Can’t stop me. Just sittin’ there, lettin’ me use this perfect little pussy till you’re cryin’ for me to come inside.”

She was—tears in her eyes, hands clenched, cunt fluttering around me like she was right on the edge.

“Beg for it,” I growled. “Beg for your cowboy to come in you. Tell me this pussy’s mine.”

Her walls fluttered, her breath caught, and her whole body tightened in the ropes. I pulled out.

She screamed in frustration. A cry that cracked somewhere between need and rage. “Dalton!”

I didn’t say a word at first.

“Not yet.”

I slowly lowered her from the rig, giving her time to adjust. Her knees hit the mat, and her body folded down.

Her arms were still bound, ankles wrapped around each other behind her, forcing her legs to stay spread open—completely exposed.

“Beg me,” I said, standing in front of her, cock heavy and slick, watching her blink up at me with fire in her eyes.

“Please,” she whispered, voice shaky. “Please let me come. Please, Daddy. Let me come.”

God damn.

I nearly lost it right then and there.

She looked ruined on her knees—hair wild, skin marked from the rope, lips swollen, eyes glassy. She was open in every way.

I dropped to my knees in front of her, sliding my hands up her trembling thighs, and leaned in.

I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked hard.

Her whole body jolted.

These tits were fucking mine, and they were perfect. Round, soft, flushed. Her nipples were pebbled, sensitive, aching. I tugged one between my lips, then the other, switching back and forth greedily.

She whimpered, falling forward into me.

“Gonna fill you up one day, darlin’,” I rasped, breath hot on her skin. “Gonna fuck you full till you’re swollen with my kid. Gonna build a whole damn ranch of wild babies with you.”

“Please,” she begged, panting.

I stood back up, my beautiful girl kneeling below me, her cunt glistening and leaking, thighs shaking.