On His Ranch by Dinah McLeod

Chapter 9

“It’s a good thing you’re already half-naked,” Chase said, his breath coming out hot against her skin as he hurried to pull her top over her head. Once he had, he tossed it to the side without caring where it ended up and stepped back to take a look at her.

There was no denying Piper was pretty. But naked with that long blonde hair her only covering and a cherry-red ass in the bargain… she was gorgeous. She had a luminous kind of beauty with her long, pale throat giving way to her tiny shoulders and hefty breasts that were currently swinging free since he’d just unhooked her bra.

“Beautiful,” he said, adding a low whistle.

Piper continued to blush like she wasn’t used to being looked at, much less admired.

That was okay—he was sure she’d get used to it in time, and meanwhile, he loved to watch her blush. He wanted to drink his fill—the way her nipples were turning to hard little pebbles in the sudden chill, and how her eyes kept darting around, as though she was afraid any minute they’d be caught, and yet, every few seconds they’d come to rest on him once more. Her hands were trembling—in fact, her legs were, too.

From the cold? Or excitement?he mused. “Well, let’s see if we can’t warm you up,” he said aloud. Then he closed the space between them, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her into him. His lips met hers and he used his tongue to open her mouth. Not that she put up any resistance. He’d thought to kiss her to breathlessness, but she was responding with her own fervor, hot and eager in his hands.

While one hand entwined in her hair, he let the other one roam. Down her shoulder, over her breast, sliding down her belly. When he reached her thighs, she tried to press her legs together and keep him out. Without breaking their embrace he delivered one stinging, sharp spank and she opened her legs.

“Good girl,” he breathed. “Now, how do you like it? On top, or…?”

“You’re letting me choose?” she asked, her voice breathy with a heady mixture of wonderment and lust.

“Maybe, maybe not,” he growled, nipping her lip.

But Piper surprised him. She didn’t cry out or even flinch. In fact, her green eyes sparkled at him. “However you like it best, Daddy.”

His cock throbbed, and he’d never been more acutely aware of his need. “You really might be the perfect woman.”

She giggled as she gazed up at him and batted her eyelashes. “From little girl to woman in fifteen seconds flat. How quickly I’m moving up in the world.”

His hand snaked around and delivered a quick smack that echoed satisfying throughout the barn. “Back to insolent so quick. Will you never learn?”

Her grin remained in place and she leaned forward and whispered, “Do you really want me to? Somehow, I think you’d be disappointed.”

“I don’t think I have to worry about that none.” He couldn’t wait any longer. “Take down my pants.”

Uncertainty flashed across her face.

Chase smirked. Piper really was a contradiction—full of sass one moment, doubt the next. In another woman, it might have irked him, but in her it seemed sweet.

With slow but deliberate movements she reached out and unbuckled his belt. Then, seeming timid, she backed off and waited.

He chuckled. “You don’t have any reason to fear it if you’re bein’ on your best behavior.” But when he pulled it out of the loops, she cringed. He dropped it to the floor so that she could continue.

Seeming a bit bolder, Piper moved forward and reached for the button on his pants. Once she’d undone it—the movement making his entire body tense in delicious anticipation—she became more confident and was quick to unzip his fly. His cock popped out immediately and her sharp intake of breath made him grin.

Always a crowd pleaser. He couldn’t help but feel a little bit smug.

She reached out, her movements hesitant and her face uncertain as she gazed up at him.

Chase didn’t make it any easier on her. Normally, he took the lead to ensure a long, pleasurable romp that would make their orgasms guaranteed, but letting Piper find her way was almost as enjoyable. There’d be time for him to take the reins and show her how well he could please her later.

“Do you… um…” Pink crested across her porcelain cheeks.

It was all he could do to hold back from grabbing her roughly, pressing her against the wall and sinking his cock into her. She’ll figure it out. Else I won’t have much choice. Chase’s cock bobbed toward her.

Piper reached out and took hold of it, closing her fingers around the shaft. She began to move her hand up, her fingertips massaging the head lightly before she moved back down again.

He growled low in his throat. Her touch awakened something inside him—not just lust, or hunger, but something more than his pressing need to fill her. He didn’t have a name for this mystery feeling just yet, but had the lingering feeling that he could figure it out, so long as she kept her hand on his cock.

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Piper had been a little shy at first—the cowboy’s rough manner kept her guessing even at the best of times, and his cock was the biggest she’d ever seen. Who wouldn’t be a little nervous? But now that she’d got going, she pumped her hand up and down his long shaft while her other delved inside his white T-shirt to explore.

She knew he was enjoying himself, too—not that he’d said so. But she didn’t need words of praise and encouragement when his cock grew harder and hotter in her hand.

As her hand brushed over his flat stomach, up to stroke his hard abs, he bent his head and kissed her neck. Kisses turned to nibbles that became a full-on bite.

Piper groaned and arched her back, lifting her throat toward him. Normally, she didn’t dig the vampire thing, but Chase was so damn hot even his teeth exuded sex. Or maybe she was just horny, he could do anything he wanted, so long as she got to come.

His lips grazed over her throat, descending swiftly to her large, swinging breasts. He turned the full heat of his mouth on the tender skin, kissing and suckling until she felt sure she would come on the spot.

She reached for him, accidentally knocking his ten-gallon cowboy hat to the ground.

“Hey, watch it,” he growled, looking up long enough for her to see his eyes snapping at her.

“Do you feel naked without it?” Piper giggled. “It’s only fair.”

“You’re a mouthy brat,” he announced, giving her a playful glare.

She grinned, unashamed. “You love it.” Her words were met with a quick, loud smack to her bare ass. But even the sting of the slap didn’t dim her smile. “Admit it, you do.”

“I love having a good reason to teach you some manners,” was all he would say before he went back to exploring her breasts. This time, he grasped her hard against him, his mouth firm and possessive.

Piper didn’t mind one bit. She melted against him, content for him to do whatever he wanted, knowing she’d enjoy every delicious second. With his hat off, Piper discovered that her cowboy had dark ringlets that formed just past his ears. She intertwined her fingers in those soft locks while he kneaded her left breast and suckled on her right.

Tingles ran the length of her body as the knots in her belly tightened until they were almost painful. But it was a contradictory pain, because it was a delightful ache.

“Daddy,” she murmured.

“Hmm?” His tongue flicked over her nipple.

“I-I’m going to come.”

His hand cupped her pussy immediately, such a firm grasp it was nearly a spank.

The movement reverberated through her body, pushing her even closer to the edge.

“You better not.”

Her eyes snapped open as his low growl reached her ears. “But—”

“No buts,” he interrupted. “You don’t come until I say so. Not unless you want to feel the switch across your beautiful pussy. D’you understand me?”

“You wouldn’t really do that, would you?” she whispered, mortified. And yet, as the promise took shape in her mind’s eye, her pussy spasmed in a way that wasn’t entirely out of fear.

In answer, Chase slid down her body until he was on his knees. He bent his head and attacked her dripping pussy with his hot, possessive mouth.

Think of the switch, Piper told herself as her grip on his hair tightened. Think of the switch. Don’t come. Don’t.

Panic warred with ecstasy as she tried to seize control of her orgasm. Funny, she hadn’t ever considered that she had control before. Do I—or does he? She wondered as frissons of pleasure like she’d never felt before shot through her body while he alternately licked inside her wet depths then sucked her clit. Does he control even this?

He pulled back, grinning at her. “Kiss me,” he ordered.

If it had been anyone else, she would have backed away. She might have even been grossed out by the suggestion. But Chase had profound utter control over her, so much so that her limbs obeyed him before any other thought could cross her mind. She knelt beside him, quick to obey.

His hands fisted around locks of her long blonde hair and he guided her mouth until it was on his. He kissed her hard, drinking long and deep.

When he finally let her go, she was gasping for breath. But she didn’t wait for her racing pulse to calm before she reached for his hard shaft again. “Fuck me, Daddy. Please. Please, fuck me.”

“Lie down,” he growled, his eyes practically glowing as he gazed at her.

Piper did as she was told without hesitation. She didn’t even mind the cold stone on her bare back or the few stray pieces of hay. She only had eyes for Chase as she watched him undress. He shucked his jeans and held himself over her, his gaze intense.

Without a word, he plunged into her.

“Oh!” she cried out, arching her back, desperate to be filled with him as much as possible.

For just a moment, he bent his head so that their foreheads touched. Then he got to work, pumping in and out of her wet pussy with a ferocious need. He brought her to the edge, and as soon as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm, he pulled out.

It took her a few seconds to realize what had happened. When she did, she blinked up at him, dazed. “Wha…”

“Suck me,” he ordered, the words low and almost harsh.

Piper’s need was so great she didn’t even notice. She scooted down the length of his body and leaned forward to capture his shaft in her mouth. His skin was hot and silky. She used her lips to slide up and down the length of him, so taut with want that she felt sure she was at risk of imploding at any moment.

Can’t think of a better way to go. She increased the pressure of her mouth against his cock and the speed with which she moved down his shaft.

“Good girl,” he murmured, grabbing hold of her hair and guiding her movements.

Piper had never felt so utterly owned—and she loved it. She could feel herself nearly glowing as she tried her best to please him. She flicked her tongue over the head of his cock and he grunted. She liked it so much, she did it again, savoring his hardness and knowing she was the one he was hard for.

Suddenly, her chin was seized by strong fingers. She stopped at once, sitting back and looking up at him obediently.

“Good girl,” he said again, the words a purr of praise. “Lie back for me.”

As soon as she had obeyed, he entered her again. This time, his movements were slow, controlled thrusts. He built her pleasure with each one, leaving her shivering and wanting more, giving a stroke just often enough to sate her but not fast enough to completely satisfy. It was a slow, deliciously maddening dance.

Then, without warning, he sped up his pace until his balls were slapping against her ass.

Piper curled her legs around him. “Yes,” spilled from her lips, a desperate, delighted cry for him to continue.

He obliged, his breathing ragged as he pounded into her again and again.

She arched her back, closed her eyes, and tightened her legs as she settled in for the ride. He can take me wherever he cares to go.

The orgasm that had been building with a steady ebb and flow for hours now reached a crescendo of need. Every muscle tightened as he pumped inside her, stoking the flames of her lust.

“Sir,” she rasped out, barely able to speak. “Please.”

He gazed down at her, his face unmistakably pleased as he said, “Yes, darlin’. You can come.”

Her body obeyed immediately, her pussy gushing at his benevolent permission. When she came, it was damn near transcendent. She didn’t have a thought, a memory of where she was—all she cared about was the pleasure coursing through her, riding every single wave that rose inside of her. She was vaguely aware of her mouth opening and a scream of fulfilled lust tearing from her parted lips.

She had no idea how long this continued, but when she finally opened her eyes, Chase was gazing down at her while she still shivered from the aftereffects. She had never seen him look like this before—his handsome, perfect face looking concerned as he watched her. It made her feel cared for, and known in a way she had never been in her entire life. Amazing that she would feel it first from this rough-and-tough cowboy.

“Feelin’ shy all of a sudden?” he asked as she lifted a hand to cover her face.

“Did you… did you come?” she asked instead of answering.

“Not yet.”

“You…”

“Don’t you worry about me none, darlin’. I’ll see to my pleasure soon enough. When I’m done with you.” His eyes glowed wickedly at that and she didn’t have a chance to wonder what he’d meant. In one swift action, he moved down her body and spread her legs wide. The cool air whispered across her wet pussy and she whimpered. He gave her a slow, knowing grin that made her heart flip in her chest. “You ready for me?”

“What…” The question died on her lips because at that moment his tongue slid out and flicked over the tight bundle of nerves of her clit. She gasped as he slid his tongue inside her, drinking her warmth and causing so much pleasure that she thought she might fall apart and never find all the pieces. She felt the muscles in her body seize once more. The pressure inside her built until it felt like a physical ache. She knew the only way to make it go away was the relief of an orgasm, but she didn’t think she could handle another so soon. “Stop,” she gasped. “Too much. I can’t. I can’t take it.”

But he did not answer—not with words, anyhow. His response was a gliding tongue in her wet folds and then pressure directly on her sensitive bud.

She came with the most unladylike howl her ears had ever heard. She couldn’t help it. If she’d thought the first time had been amazing, the second was overwhelming, leaving her body limp and sapped of energy.

But Chase wasn’t having it. He sat up and pulled her to him, pushing her head down toward his throbbing member. “Suck my cock, little girl.”

His order refreshed her somehow, making the exhaustion she’d just felt vanish. Piper obediently took him in her mouth. She moved her head up and down, eager to bring him the pleasure he’d given her. Something had loosened inside of her and she was able to take his cock deeper down her throat.

Chase put a hand between her thighs and spread her legs. Then he put a finger right on top of her clit.

She gazed up at him adoringly. She had never been pleasured so completely, or had someone so attentive to her needs. His fingers slid inside her and pumped in and out hard and fast. She felt her breathing quickening and forced herself to focus on Chase’s cock. She moved her mouth down his shaft and up again, trying to keep time to the pace set by his fingers inside her pussy.

Heat spread along her entire body and her throat seemed to loosen even further so that she could take his entire length. It was a kind of delightful agony feeling herself near the brink once more. But with her own orgasm building, she was even more determined to bring him the same pleasure. They moved together, both tying the other in delicious, sensual knots. And as Piper felt her pussy clench around his fingers, knowing those knots would soon dissolve, she grasped both of his legs, pushing herself harder, faster, deeper, until she felt the reward of his cum on the back of her throat. She drank greedily, savoring the salty, creamy taste.

When she was sure he was finished, she licked him clean from the tip of his cock all the way down to his balls. Then, catching his gaze, she licked her lips.

He chuckled. “What a naughty little girl. A perfectly sweet, good, naughty little girl.” When she ducked her head, he reached out and stroked her hair. “Just like I like ‘em.”

She gazed up at him, shy yet adoring. But before she could answer, the air was pierced with a scream.