Page 91 of Wild and Wrangled

“Like what?” I asked. I was grinning against her mouth.

“You know,” she said. “You know exactly what you’re doing.” I got up onto my knees and brought Cam with me.

“Remember what I said about bending you over the couch?” I asked, and Cam nodded. “I want to do that now, if that’s okay with you.”

She laughed, and the sound was like fresh air in my lungs. “I’d like that,” she said, and then she grabbed one of my hands and kissed my palm. “I like these—the tattoos.” The hand she was holding had a rose on the back of it.

“You know where they look best?” I asked, and Cam tilted her head and nodded. I brought my hand up to her neck. “Right here.” I felt her swallow under my touch. I squeezed and hauled her mouth to mine. “I’m about to jump over the back of this couch,” I said. “And it’s not going to be smooth or sexy.”

“We’ll see,” Cam said with a grin. I kissed her one moretime before I put a hand on the back of the couch and pushed myself over—the same way I would hop a fence. “Hmmmm, I’d give it a seven out of ten,” she said.

“Brat,” I said as I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her over the back of the couch to join me. She wobbled when her feet hit the ground. “Feeling a little unsteady, angel?”

She gave me a playful slap on the arm. “Maybe if you didn’t feel the need to show off all the time, I’d be able to stand.”

“Don’t worry,” I said. “I’ve got you.” I kissed her then, and she brought one of her hands to my aching cock. I gasped when she wrapped her hand around it and stroked me hard. “Fuck,” I gritted out. I clutched her face in my hands and licked the side of her mouth as she did it a few more times.

“I want this inside of me,” she said. “I want to feel you stretch me and fuck me from behind.” Cam bit my bottom lip. “Please.”

I brought my hands down to her waist and flipped her around. The front of her body fell over the couch as she gasped. I dropped to my knees behind her and licked up her center. “I just need a taste of your perfect cunt first,” I said.

Cam moaned as my tongue went between her legs. “I think you like being on your knees for me,” she said breathily.

“You’re wrong, angel, I fuckinglovebeing on my knees for you,” I said as I stood. I sunk my teeth into one of her ass cheeks on the way. I felt her shocked gasp rocket through her body. “Are you ready for me?”

“Yes, god, Dusty, please.”

I gripped one side of her ass and started to ease my cock into her. “I’ll go slow,” I whispered in her ear. “It’s going to feeldeep like this, so I need you to tell me if it gets too intense, okay?”

Her body went rigid as I got farther inside of her. “Relax, angel. I’ve got you,” I crooned and kissed her neck. “I’ve got you. You can take it, can’t you?”

“Yes,” Cam moaned.

“That’s my girl,” I said. “My perfect fucking girl.” I looked down at where our bodies joined and cursed under my breath. I was the luckiest man alive—by a long shot.

My breath went ragged as I seated myself fully inside her. “Fuck, you feel so good.” I started to move my hips, and I couldn’t help the moan that came out of me.

“Louder,” Cam said.

“You want to hear what you do to me, angel?” I said as my strokes got a little harder.

“Yes,” Cam moaned. “I like it when you’re loud.”

“Fuck, baby,” I moaned.

Cam backed her ass into me in time with my thrusts, and the strangled noise that came out of my throat was barely human. “That’s right—fuck me back, I know you can.”

After that, we devolved into moans and movements and sounds. Both of our gasps got quicker and higher as we raced toward the edge, ready to fall over at any moment.

I had enough consciousness to reach around to Cam’s clit and put some pressure there—didn’t want to leave my girl hanging.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Cam chanted, and I felt the base of my spine tense. Cam tightened around my dick, and my vision started to go black at the sides.

“Fuck, angel, I’m going to come,” I ground out. Her bodywent rigid under my hands. She gripped me so fucking tight, and I almost didn’t remember to pull out, but I came to at the last minute and liquid spilled all over her back.

“Shit,” I breathed. “Holy shit.”

Cam’s body heaved. “How does it get better every single time?” she asked.

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