Buck

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“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I growl against her lips before I firmly dig my fingers into her hips, holding her in place. I lift her into the air as she wraps her legs around my waist, her hot center resting just above the rock hard bulge in my jeans.

As I press my lips down onto hers, I taste every tomorrow I’ve ever dreamt of. With Kota in my arms, I carry her to the middle of the field, laying her down on the cool grass. I pull her tight little white t-shirt from her body and run my fingertips along her bare skin, admiring her for a moment before I punish her for ever leaving me and saying yes to marrying another man.

“What?” she asks in a frantic breath.

“I just wanna look at you for a minute,” I whisper huskily. She sits up, running her hands under my shirt. Her touch lights a fire across my skin again as she caresses my abs and chest, pulling my shirt over my head.

“We don’t have a minute, Buck. It’s gonna be sunrise before we know it.” Her words are followed by a needy whimper against my earlobe. Kota reaches down and grips my hard cock through my jeans, making me groan in agony, then her greedy hands fumble with my zipper.

“We’ve been waiting five years for this, Kota. I don’t give a damn when the sunrise comes, ‘cause I’ll be fucking you clear until the sun sets tomorrow.” I growl against her ear and wrap my arms around her, pulling her into my chest and unclasping her lacy bra.

“I really like the sound of that,” she says through a gasp.

A seductive whimper escapes Kota’s lips as I grip her breast and run my thumb across her pert nipple, noticing a cool hard ball on both sides of it.

Fuck, that’s sexy as hell. She has her nipples pierced...

“So, you saved yourself for me, huh?” I wrap my mouth around her breast, flicking her nipple with my tongue and sucking hard as I unzip her jeans.

“Yes,” she moans. “I’m yours. I always have been.” Her eyes are simmering with desire as they pierce into mine.

“You were almost someone else’s,” I grow, roughly pushing her jeans down her hips. My lips move from her breasts down her soft stomach as she lay back in the grass. I leave a trail of wet kisses against her flesh until I reach just above her sweet pussy. Her fingers are running wildly through my hair, tugging in anticipation as I grip the hem of her lace panties in my teeth, gently sliding them from her hips with help from my hands.

I press my hot mouth over her lower wet lips, tasting her sweetness and groaning at the deliciousness. She tastes like the sweetest fucking peach in the whole goddamn state of Georgia. Hell, she’s the sweetest peach in the whole fucking world.

Suckling against her clit, she bucks her hips and grinds her pussy against my mouth. I push my tongue deeply in and out of her tight entrance, softening that little cherry of hers she saved all for me.

The sounds of the night in the country are drowned out by Kota’s whimpers and moans as I make love to her innocent pussy with my tongue and nibble on her wet folds, pulling them gently between my teeth.

“Stop, Buck. Stop! I’m going to come,” she pleads. It only causes me to flick my tongue faster and harder against her sensitive clit, and I take her as deeply into my mouth as I can possibly get her.

I want her to come undone against my mouth. I need that juicy little peach of hers to quench my thirst.

She pulls hard against my hair and scratches her nails down the back of my neck and shoulders, grinding her pussy against my face desperately. Suddenly, she releases her orgasm on my tongue, and her legs tremble violently as her thighs squeeze around my head.

When she relaxes from her orgasm, I move back up her body. I lean down to her pouty mouth, kissing her heatedly. Her wetness is still on my mouth as I swirl my tongue around hers.

I slowly pull away. “Do you taste that?” I ask her, peering into her eyes as my hunger for her ignites deeper within my soul.

“Yes,” she whispers with what I can only assume is faint embarrassment.

“That was your welcome home present. Now, it’s time for your punishment,” I warn her with a rugged growl.

“Punishment? For what?” she asks, nervousness lacing her words.

“For leaving me five years ago. For giving another man your heart, even if it was only a fragment. And telling that same man yes when he asked you to be his wife.” The thought of another man touching her mouth with his lips, or her mouth on another man’s cock, or even his fingers near her innocent pussy causes me to grit my teeth, and my heartbeat pounds heavily in my chest.

I flip her over onto her belly, swinging my hand back then whipping it forward, cracking my palm against her ass. A painful squeal escapes her throat, and I bend down to gently kiss away the sting.

“Is that my punishment?” she asks in a trembling voice.

“Hell, no.” I pause, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth as my cock pulses with need. “I’m just getting started.”

“What do you mean?” she asks, fearful.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard your pussy swells, and every step you take tomorrow, you’re going to feel me inside you. And I’m going to fuck away any thought you ever had of that other man,” I state through gritted teeth. “And that’s not a threat. It’s a promise. And I always keep my damn promises.”

My hands grip her full ass cheeks and I spank her again at the same time I shove my middle finger and ring finger into her wet core. As her center clenches around my fingers, I press my thumb against her tight rosebud, my fingers inside of her as though she’s a bowling ball.

“Whoa! What are you doing?” She whimpers, lifting her upper body to try and get away from my grip.

“Everything I want to do to you and everything you need me to.” Her pussy clenches harder around my fingers at those words.

I love this woman more than I’ve ever loved anything or anyone in my life, and I refuse to let her leave me ever again. And I sure as shit ain’t lettin’ her leave this field without knowin’ how much I love her.