Page 28 of Hard Wood Daddy

Just the idea makes a bead of semen swell from the tip of my cock. I rub it through my jeans. Her eyes follow the motions of my hand.

“You’re not posing nude.” At this point, I’m not asking. I’m informing her.

She narrows her eyes. “How will you stop me?” She starts to roll off the bed, but I push her back down.

I climb over her. My shaggy hair hangs around us. She’s pinned under my body, and I press my hips against her again, the way I need it.

Grinding my cock against her through our jeans isn’t enough anymore.

Tess kicks and squirms, trying to get out from under me.

She might as well be trying to run from a wolf. It just makes me want her more.

I fist her hair in one hand, yanking her head back to expose her throat, and rip her jeans open. The button pings against the wall. Seams pop under the zipper. I claw the waistband down, taking her underwear with it.

She growls like a cornered possum, but she’s soaked.

Pressing her underwear to my nose, I inhale deeply. It’s that sweet scent I’ve craved so badly since I licked her in my pickup. Those go into my pocket. I’m keeping them.

She stares at me, helpless with her hair held captive. I can see the whites all the way around her eyes. Her lips glisten with saliva.

“You’re not going anywhere,” I say.

I repurpose her jeans. Using my teeth, I tear one leg from the other, making a couple ropes.

Denim is strong. When I tie her wrists to my headboard, they’re not going anywhere. She’s trapped, and I’m free to explore her body.

“Oh my God, Rutger,” she says, laughing breathlessly as she pulls at her arms. “That’s a hell of a knot.”

I shove her shirt up and there they are—those huge breasts with dusky pink nipples, so perky that my mouth waters to taste them.

“Pretty,” I grunt out, like a fucking cave man. “Pretty tits.”

She laughs again as I suck her nipple into my mouth, laving my tongue over it, biting down hard enough to leave a mark and enjoying the sound of her tortured wail. I nuzzle my way between her breasts to the other one and suck on it a minute too. When my mouth pops off, it’s pulled long, glistening with my saliva.

Someday, these breasts are gonna be even bigger, swelling up with milk. When I suck on her nipples, my mouth will flood with the taste of her.

Already, I can imagine it.

“Mine,” I say. I don’t have any words besides that one right now.Mine, mine, mine. It screams through my veins.

But before I can claim her, I have to make sure we won’t be interrupted.

“Take what you want from me,” Tess says, spreading her thighs. She’s so needy. Hungry. Soaking. I can smell her arousal, taste her lingering on my tongue.

“I’m going to,” I say.

But I stand up.

Disappointment whooshes out of Tess in a breath. “Rutger!”

“Wait here,” I growl, like she has a choice.

Her despair makes a smile quirk at the corner of my mouth. She’s cute when she’s needy and dripping for me. I like that she can’t move.

I’ve got plenty of wooden planks around. I’ve been planning to build a deck around my cabin. But now I start putting them over the front door, driving nails into place with a couple sharp bangs of the hammer.

“Mine,” I snarl as she writhes in her restraints.

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