mine. All mine.”
He was so infuriating.
Possessive.
Dominating.
The electricity exploded between us, the desire uncontrollable. He took a stride away, immediately reaching for his jeans. I watched him for a few seconds, marveling in his exquisite features before the eruption of need took over. I fought to remove my boots, shoving my jeans and panties to the floor and kicking them away.
Every move he made was jerky, his entire body straining as he fought to remove his boots and jeans, barely tossing them aside before gathering me into his arms and slamming me against the wall once again.
I pushed against him as he yanked one leg then the other around his hips, the rough pads of his fingers creating goosebumps over every inch of my naked skin. Then he gathered both wrists into a single hand, using the other to toy with me, brushing his fingertips down my side. There was no stopping him, the hulking mass of a man taking exactly what he wanted.
And he wanted me.
“You’re damn beautiful, sunshine.”
“You’re… an animal.”
“Yes…” he growled, a slight smile crossing his face.
Every sound coming from his throat was animalistic, a mischievous smile crossing his face as he shoved his cock against my pussy. “You’re so freaking wet. I’m going to fuck you now and I won’t take no for an answer. And sunshine, next time I’m going to fuck you in the ass.”
He captured my mouth again as he thrust the entire length of his cock deep inside.
I squealed into the kiss, the wind knocked out of me. My muscles strained to accept the thick invasion, stretching and clamping down, drawing him in as deep as possible. The tingling sensations rocketed through me, leaving me aching all over.
Mustang pulled almost all the way out, plunging in again. And again. Everything about his actions was savage, possessive.
As if he planned on ravaging me.
As if he owned me.
Lightheaded, I was tossed into utter bliss as he fucked me like a wild animal, driving in harder and faster. The light was suddenly dim, my pulse racing and when he finally let go of my arms, I clung to him, tangling my fingers in his hair.
As he broke the kiss, chuckling darkly and dragging his tongue around my mouth, he rolled onto the balls of his feet. The hard fucking continued, the strength of his upper thighs pushing me up and down against the wall. Everything about this was crazy, the connection we shared off the chain.
“Oh. Oh. Yes…” My body quivered, my pussy muscles pulsing. There was no doubt a climax was close.
“So tight. I could fuck you all day,” he said in a gravelly voice, the sound like the rumble of thunder.
Exciting.
Dangerous.
Delicious.
His eyes penetrated into mine as he gyrated his hips, the curl on his lip a reminder that he was a rugged cowboy. I dug my fingers into his skin as my breathing quickened and within seconds, an intense orgasm swept through me like a tidal wave.
“Oh. Oh. Oh!” My scream penetrated the air around us as the sensations continued to explode. I’d never felt such incredible ecstasy, the single climax quickly bolting into a second. I tossed my head back and forth, raking my nails down his neck to his back, struggling to keep my feet pinned together.
He refused to stop, every thrust shoving me into the wall, the rough surface scraping over my bruised bottom. The combination of pain and pleasure was almost too much to take. I could tell he was close to coming, his entire body shaking, his eyes half closed.
The second I squeezed my muscles, clamping down tightly around his cock, he threw his head back and roared.
As the rational thoughts drifted back into my mind, I knew in my gut that this could never happen again.
Not once.
Not for any reason.
Ever.
Chapter 5
Mustang
Lust.
Unbridled freaking lust.
Or maybe I had a screw loose.
Not only had I fucked a stranger in the empty barn on the ranch, it was the naughty vixen from the auction. Jesus Christ, any one of the ranch hands could have ventured inside at any time since preparations were being made to bring the cattle we’d recently purchased to this location. What the hell had I been thinking?
And I didn’t even know the girl’s name.
But dear God, there wasn’t a part of me that didn’t want to toss her in the cage I’d thought about before, keeping her like a sweet little pet.
Training her.
Tasting her.
Fucking her.
I studied her as she jerked on her jeans, her face redder than the