Page 10 of Rediscovering Rubi

He lifted his head, releasing her wrists. “You okay, baby?”

“Yes. Yes,” she said, still laughing, tears sliding down her cheeks. “It was just… so damn good. God, Logan.”

He let out a low chuckle as he moved up her body, holding himself over her.

“You are so beautiful,” he said, his voice a low growl. “So damn beautiful. Lord, your eyes right now, babygirl… and your skin is so damn soft. I need to fuck you now.”

“Oh, yes, please,” she begged, needing to feel him inside her.

He leaned down to kiss her, and she tasted her own sweet, salty juices on his lips, his tongue. Then he reared up on his knees and took her wrists in one big hand again to hold them over her head as he lowered himself between her thighs.

His face was next to hers as he whispered, “I need to fuck you, my baby. I need to shove my hard cock deep inside your sweet pussy. I need to fuck you until you come again, until you call my name. I don’t mind if you cry a little. I don’t mind if I hurt you. You know I do it with love. Because it’s what you desire. Because it’s what youneed.”

“Yes, she panted. “I need it. I need you, Sir.”

He pressed the tip of his hard cock at her entrance, then bit into her shoulder as he slid inside her. He was big, but she was so wet, she took him easily. He went slowly for a few long strokes, then began a hard, punishing pace, and if she hadn’t been soaking wet with need and her own cum, it could have torn her. But as he moved faster, thrust deeper, her hips came up to meet his. The pleasure was indescribable. It was like the rush of an ocean tide—that powerful, that overwhelming.

She felt her mind emptying again. There was nothing but his flesh and hers, skin to skin. He was so deep inside her, he was a part of her. And when pleasure rose inside her once more, he was right there with her. The pleasure was pain, the sharp jab of his big cock over and over. The exquisite need that drove her to take whatever he gave her. The knowledge that he was completely in control, that she could do nothing but take it. And that was exactly what she wanted.

Needed.

Yes.

Pressure built inside her, her clit pulsing with desire, and his cock began to pulse along with her. He was panting, and so was she, as his hips ground against her swollen clit. She could barely believe it when she started to come again, just as he’d said she would, and he tightened his grip on her wrists, making her feel held,owned, as he plunged deeper into her aching pussy. It hurt. It felt incredible. It was pleasure and pain in a way she hadn’t experienced for so long.

No. Don’t think.

She refocused on sensation. On his scent, like a day in the misty woods. On the scent of her own cum from earlier.

He slammed into her so hard there was no denying the pain. But the harder he fucked her, the higher her pleasure and need spiraled, making her think of the powerful waves of the ocean again, pulling her under.

“Come on, baby,” he said. Demanded. “Come for me. Now.”

As he growled the command, he let her hands go to pinch her nipple hard, and she came, yelling, crying as she shivered.

“Oh! Fuck! Yes… yes, make it hurt, please!”

His hips bucked hard, and she felt the pulse of his cock inside her as he started to come.

“Baby!” he yelled, thrusting deeper, harder.

She swore she could feel the heat of his cum spurting deep inside her, and she wanted it. Wanted that piece of him. They both moaned, their voices merging as they shook together. As he collapsed on top of her, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and he buried his face in hers, his panting breath hot against her skin.

She was crying again. But this time it was a mixture of relief and a release of pure emotion.

Finally he said, “God, I’ve missed you, my baby.”

“I’ve missed you, too,” she said with a small, choking sob.

“Ah, babygirl. Come on. I’ve got you.”

He wrapped her in his arms, rolled onto his side, and held her tight. It felt so good to be this close to him. She wasn’t sure how they’d ever lived with that distance between them when they could havethis.

This place was exactly what they needed. Getting back to kink may very well be the way they got back to each other. She’d doubted it before but had been willing to give it a try. But now, with her husband’s arms wrapped around her body, with the incredible pleasure in each other they’d just experienced together, she knew Logan had been right about Rawhide Ranch. There was some magic here.

She only hoped it would be enough.

CHAPTER 3

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