Page 33 of Wild Mustang Security Firm

She giggled.

“Or better yet…” He moved swiftly, flipping her once more onto her belly. When she tried to roll back over, he delivered another set of sharp, staccato swats to her bottom.

Mac knelt between her legs, grasping her by the hips to raise her ass, so his cock had a direct line to her pussy as he surged forward. He groaned when the head of his cock breached the opening to her molten core, and she contracted around him in a precursor to orgasm, signaling he had engaged not only her physical arousal but her emotional and mental ones as well.

“Mac,” she said in a half-sigh of pleasure and half-growl at being put in such a submissive position.

He swatted her backside another two times, and she yelped in response.

“You do not sneak out on me, put yourself in danger, then slip back into bed, looking to get laid.”

“Wanna bet?” she challenged, trying to rise up, so she was on her elbows as he drove into her.

“Down,” he said as he plunged relentlessly into her.

“No,” she snarled.

Mac released her hip with one hand and spanked her several more times.

“Down.”

“No,” she cried as a powerful climax seized her.

“You know, Cowgirl, I think you like having your ass spanked more than you’re willing to admit.”

Mac didn’t let up pummeling her pussy. Every time she went to rise, he swatted her ass and pressed her back into the mattress, saying, “Down.”

Over and over, they struggled, vying for power. He stroked her hard and long with a steady rhythm he knew she respondedto. The feeling of her pussy contracting around him as he thrust into her was exquisite. He’d never had a woman who provided him with as much pleasure as Willa did. She was highly sexual and incredibly responsive. He hammered her repeatedly until he felt her capitulate to his dominance and surrender her physical responses to him. Her body began to respond of its own accord, willingly surrendering to him. Her breathing became more erratic, and she moaned as he fucked her. She stopped trying to rise up into a less submissive position and allowed her body to become soft and languid as she accepted, he was in control of their pleasure.

“Good girl,” he whispered, moving his hips faster and harder, slamming his pelvis into her bottom.

“Mac, please,” she called, shuddering with another orgasm.

“No more sneaking out, Willa. I mean it. I swear to God, next time, I’ll spank you silly before I fuck you so hard, you can’t walk.”

He drove into her unrelentingly, his own release imminent. Ruthlessly, he plundered her pussy with his cock, calling her name as he shot thick ropes of his creamy essence into her sheath. Her pussy clamped down hard, spasming around his cock as a series of mini-orgasms wracked her body.

He collapsed on top of her, breathing heavy. Kissing the nape of her neck, he pushed himself off her, stroking her body. He whispered kisses all along her spine as he gently withdrew from her and eased her onto her side before lying down next to her and kissing her lips.

“I miss you when I don’t find you here… and I worry.”

“I know, babe,” she said, tracing random geometric patterns along his torso with her finger. “I miss you when you’re gone, and I worry, too.”

“It’s my job, Willa.”

“It’s an intrinsic part of me, Mac. Let’s not argue. Do you have to leave?”

He smiled. When they’d first become a couple, she hadn’t been a fan of sleeping wrapped in his arms, but over time, she had come to crave and enjoy the closeness they shared.

“Are you asking me to cuddle with you, Cowgirl?”

“Yes,” she admitted quietly.

He stretched out, rolled onto his back, and pulled her close, tucking her under his shoulder so she could rest her head on his chest.

“Good, because I like cuddling with you.”

They snuggled close as they fell asleep.

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