Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
7
DARCY
Ranger’s powerful arms hold down my hips while his tongue penetrates my delicate womanhood, making me gush with delight. Oh god, I moan in ecstasy, my dream intense and erotic and very real, come to think of it. Mmm, that feels good. Incredible.
After all, ever since the ranch hand showed up in my barn, my dreams have gone from boring to downright sinful. He is alpha, powerful, and a man. The tension between us has been building ever since I saw his hard cock in the barn, and now it’s started seeping into my dreams.
Not that I’m complaining. He’s dark and huge and looming. His presence is everywhere and it’s all I can do not to think about what’d it be like for him to push me against a wall and have his way with me.
I moan again, calling his name, “Ranger.”
The sound of my own voice startles me awake. Wait a minute. Am I awake? Is this really happening?
Sure enough, Ranger’s kneeling beside my bed, licking and sucking and teasing my pussy, my thighs parted and being held apart by his firm, powerful hands. Suddenly I know that not only am I wide-awake, but I’m completely turned on by what’s happening.
I know I should bolt upright and tell Ranger to stop, to take his hands off my thighs, but his tongue feels too good inside me, and I can’t. I moan, a deep and throaty sound, almost animalistic. It only seems to encourage him, and the cowboy holds me tighter while his mouth taunts me endlessly, slipping in and out of me, teasing and tasting.
I can’t help it any longer. I pull his head harder against my pussy, thrusting my hips against him until I lose all control as Ranger drinks my cream.
“Mmm,” I moan, twisting my hips. “Oh yes.”
Wet, hot, and wildly aroused, I look at the man between my thighs with hooded eyelids, like the cat that ate the canary. He grins while sneaking a peek at me, and then twists to the side. My eyes take in that massive cock, which is visibly leaking cum as it throbs with desire.
I wonder how that’d feel inside me. The illicit thought makes me part my lips as Ranger gives me one last swipe through my folds.
“Darcy,” he begins, but I interrupt him by pulling him up towards me, and pressing my hand against his chiseled chest. I rub my palm against his muscles, slowly making my way to his hips and then to graze his abs right above his member. I blush fiercely at my boldness and let my hand drop.
“Darcy.” Ranger takes my hand back in his. “Are you ready for this honey? I’ll stop if you want me to.”
I try to think for a moment, to be rational. But feeling the closeness of this man’s naked body makes my whole body ache for him. Should I ask him to stop? I know he will, if I say so.
I look up into his brilliant blue eyes, filled with desire and promise.
But what if I don’t want him to stop? I think. After all, I dropped out of high school at sixteen. I never had the chance to get to know any boys, or to go through a teenage right of passage consisting of sex and sin. Hell, I’ve never even been on a date. I drop my gaze from Ranger’s, feeling embarrassed by my lack of experience.
So this might be it, I tell myself. Your one shot to know what it’s like to have a man. I look up at the cowboy again and I see longing in his expression, but also kindness. He’s a calm, powerful man and I know he won’t hurt me.
“I…” My voice falters so I use my body instead. I climb to my knees in front of him on the bed, so our chests are pressed against one another. “I don’t want you to stop, Ranger. I want…” I hesitate.
“What do you want, Darcy? You have to say it.” The cowboy practically growls with need, but he holds perfectly still against me, that big body vibrating.
“I want you.”
It’s all the urging that Ranger needs.
With a deep grunt, he pushes me onto the bed, his firm, hard body pressing into my soft, feminine frame. He kisses me everywhere, his mouth tormenting and worshiping me all at once. Ranger’s strong hands grip my flesh, and I grip his right back. We’re caught in fire, passionate and heady with the scent of each other.
One of my taut nipples finds its way into Ranger’s mouth and he pulls hard, until I moan with the bliss of it. It hurts but I want more. I offer my other breast, eager to feel his lips on me. He complies, taking the pink nub between his lips and sucking, first gently and then with renewed vigor.