The Virgin Cowboy(16)

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Dolly





I feel the tingling waves of pleasure flow through me, and it’s unlike any orgasm I’ve ever had. They all pale in comparison to what I just experienced, and to call that an orgasm is really an understatement. It was more like a volcano erupting, but from the feel of the warm wetness between my legs, Brandon was the one doing the erupting.

“Wow,” I breathe, opening my eyes to look at him.

He leans down, pressing his lips to mine, and his tongue pushes in. He’s demanding I give myself over to him, and no way in hell would I stop him. Not now. I’ve finally gotten everything I’ve ever wanted from him, and it’s all happening so fast.

I gasp at his taste, running my fingers through his shaggy blond hair. He rests his weight on me, and the feel of it turns me on. His cock is hard between us, pressing into my folds and seeking entry. I spread my legs wider as the head of it penetrates me, and I wince a little as he reaches my virginity.

He feels me tense and breaks the kiss to look down at me.

“I’ve loved you for a long time, Dolly. But even before I knew you, I think I was waiting on you.”

“Me too, Daddy,” I say, my cheeks burning from the blush. I love calling him that while we’re like this. It’s so intimate and real.

“I’ve never been with anyone before, and I know you haven’t either, so I’m not using anything to separate us. You’re mine, and I’ll take care of you. Forever.” He nods to the ring on my finger and then takes my hand and kisses it. “There’s no getting away from me now.”

The look in his eyes is dark, and my body responds to it by raising my hips and inviting him to take me deeper. I want all of his obsession. I want to be the only thing he thinks about, night and day. I want every ounce of his attention, and I don’t want his hands to ever leave my body.

He takes my wrists and pins them above my head. My breathing picks up. His possession heightens my arousal, and I tighten my ankles around his waist.

“You been saving yourself for me all these years? Is that why you’re still a virgin?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at him. Just because I’ve agreed to be his doesn’t mean I can’t throw a little sass his way. Besides, he loves it. I can’t believe he’s never been with a woman, but a small part inside of me rolls around in it. I’m so selfish when it comes to him, so I love he’s only done this with me.

“Been waiting on you to be legal,” he says, leaning down and biting my nipple.

I cry out in pleasure as the small bite sends tingles all the way to my clit. The heavy vein of his cock rubs along my wet seam, and I moan with desire.

“You’re late,” I pant, trying to catch my breath and get my bearings. My head is all over the place, lost in a fog of passion and lust.

“Guess I need to make up for lost time, then.”

He ends his sentence by thrusting fully into me, and I feel a pinch of pain. But just as soon as it comes, it passes, mostly due to his mouth on my breasts. He’s got them pushed together as he licks both my nipples at once, and it’s so fucking hot I can’t think about the tiny amount of discomfort between my legs.

“Fuck, I can’t hold back,” he says, pulling out and thrusting back in.

It’s rough and sexy, and I can’t move under him. His weight is pinning me down as his hands hold my wrists above my head. This is something I didn’t expect, but the feel of being truly possessed by him is enough to have my desires skyrocketing.

“Daddy, please,” I beg, so close to the edge I can taste it.

His mouth lands on mine in a hard kiss that has him robbing my breath from me. He takes my bottom lip in his mouth and bites down on it a little, and I shiver at the sensation. He’s not being careful with me and treating me like some delicate flower. He’s fucking me like he owns me, and I’m getting off to it.

“More,” I say, and his hands grip tighter as his thrusts start to grow more forceful.

His hot body is rubbing against the sheen of sweat on mine, and he’s slick against me. The sound of our sex is dirty, and I feel like an animal with him. I’ve never been so free in my life, and as my orgasm approaches, tears build in my eyes.

He’s broken through every defense I’ve ever put up, every fake smile I’ve ever worn to hide the hurt of rejection. Brandon has pushed down all my excuses and made this moment so real and powerful that I have no choice but to give over to his body and lay before it what it demands.

My body feels like it breaks in half as I climax. I scream Brandon’s name, and the tears fall as I cum harder and deeper than I ever have in my life. I feel him still above me as warmth floods my womb and he finds his own pleasure inside my body.