Page 24 of Chance (Wild River Ranch #3)

I t took all Joy could do to be still as he carried her up the stairs to their suite. Her mind stuttered at the word their . But that was what it was. She was in their suite. She was in their home. She was a part of their family. Theirs. Chance's and hers.

Because he wanted her there.

Because he loved her.

When they reached the bedroom, Chance carried her inside like he’d done the first time she entered.

She expected him to take her to the playroom. She’d been looking forward to it. Instead, he carried her to the bed, gently sitting her on the edge.

He cupped her face and kissed her. She really, really loved his kisses. Her body trembled as he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, tasting her. Holding her. Loving her.

When he released her mouth, she asked, "Aren’t we going to the playroom?"

"Not tonight. Tonight, I plan to make love to you, sweetly, slowly, and thoroughly.

" He must've seen the disappointment in her eyes.

He smiled, brushing her hair back from her face.

"Don't worry, my sweet little gypsy. You'll still get my ropes.

The playroom isn't the only place to use them.

Tonight, you'll understand why we have a four-poster bed. "

At his words, arousal flooded her pussy, soaking her panties. If her nipples got any harder, they would cut through the fabric of her shirt.

"Stand here and let me undress you."

She’d never known disrobing could be so erotic. There wasn’t an inch of her that he didn’t touch. Trailing his fingers down the throat. Running his tongue along her collarbone. Nipping the sensitive places where her neck curved into her shoulder and behind her ear.

Her nipples drew so taut she feared they might burst as he ran his lips over the swell of her breasts, the heat of his breath setting her on fire. Kneeling before her, he slid her pants and panties off, nuzzling her inner thighs and the backs of her knees.

By the time she stood before him, she was a quivering mass of need greater than she knew could exist.

Taking a slight step back, he held out his arms to the side parallel to the floor. “Undress me, Gypsy.”

Reaching for him with trembling hands, she said. “I thought you’d never ask.” She delighted in repaying inch by inch, holding his gaze as she unbuttoned his shirt. When his chest was bare, she stepped into him, pressing her nipples to his chest.

When she flicked her tongue over his nipples before sucking each one in turn into her mouth, she reveled in his groan of pleasure.

Dropping to her knees, she stripped him of his pants and boxer briefs. His thick, hard cock stood at full attention. “This looks painful,” she said, her desire darkening her voice to one she almost didn’t recognize.

“I really should do something about this,” she said.

“Poor Daddy.” Sliding her finger over the head of his cock, she spread the pre-cum beaded there.

She leaned forward, opening her mouth wide.

So wide that, though he was inside her mouth, she didn’t touch him, merely blew warm air over the sensitive tip.

“Vixen,” he growled, hooking her under her arms and tossing her in the middle of the bed. “Hands above your head, legs spread wide, babygirl. It’s Daddy’s turn again.”

Her heart thundered in desperate anticipation of what he might do to pay her back for her teasing.

Taking four coils of rope, he secured her to the posts of the bed by her hands and feet, leaving her spread-eagled and exposed. She tugged on each rope, not to get away, but to prove to herself she couldn’t. She was deliciously at his mercy.

“I made the loops snug, but they shouldn’t be tight enough to cause pain or lack of circulation. What do you say if they get uncomfortable or your hands or feet start to go numb?”

“Tambourine, Daddy.”

“Good girl. Now it’s time for Daddy to play.”

He climbed onto the bed beside her and brushed his fingers along her ribs. She squealed with laughter, jerking to the side. “No, Daddy! That tickles!”

“Really?” he teased. “Are you sure? I’d better check.” He ran his fingers down her other side.

“Please, Daddy. Don’t!”

“You are awfully ticklish, Gypsy. If my fingers are too much, how about this?”

He kissed his way down her ribs to her hips, with her squirming, or trying to, the entire time. Only now, the tickling was different. He was building a whirlwind of need inside her.

When he pressed a kiss to the top of her mound right above her clit, she gasped.

“I have some other new toys for us to play with, Gypsy. Since you like the bells on your anklet so much, I got you a matching decoration for your pretty nipples. Look how hard they are. And what a deep, rosy color. All they’re missing are some clamps.”

Reaching under her pillow, he pulled out a tiny box. She thought at first he’d drawn out a pair of clip-on earrings. But when he took them out of the box, he didn’t head for her ears.

Crawling up her body, he rested on her pelvis.

It took everything in her not to rock her pussy against his rock hard abs.

Holding them up, he explained. “These are nipple noose clamps. These loops fit over your nipples, and I can tighten or loosen them as I see fit. First, I need to make sure your nipples are nice and hard for Daddy.”

Without any more warning, his mouth was on her nipples, and he was licking and sucking until she thought the pleasure might kill her. She was so wet they might have to change the sheets when they were done.

One by one, he slipped them over her nipples, tightening each noose until she felt pressure. It made her constantly aware of her breasts, stoking the flames burning her from the inside even higher. Every time she moved, they jingled and pulled. And sent pulses of desire straight to her clit.

Chance ran his finger along the slit of her pussy. It came away slick with her arousal. “Someone likes their nipple loops,” he said, before putting his finger to his mouth and licking it clean.

Sliding back down her body, he stopped with his mouth at her pussy. “Daddy wants to taste.”

And then his mouth was on her. Her body took control, bucking against his face as he rasped her clit with the flat of his tongue. Her pussy spasmed as he slowly ran his tongue down her sex to her core.

“Daddy,” she whimpered. “I need your cock inside me.”

Her body moved of its own volition. She tugged at the ropes binding her for real now. She needed her hands to hold his head in place so she could increase the pressure of his contact .

When he lifted his head, she couldn’t hold back her cries. “No, Daddy. Don’t stop.”

“I won’t, but I want you to stay perfectly still. If you move again, I’ll stop.”

What? How was she supposed to control that?

He put his hands under her bottom, lifting her hips so he could have better access. And then he feasted. She felt ravaged in the best way possible. He brought her to the edge of climax over and over.

She clenched the muscles in her legs, hoping against hope that it would help her not move. He had her so close she could feel the muscles inside her quivering. Her hips rocked up to meet the thrusts of his tongue.

And then he pulled away. “No!” she screamed. If he didn’t start back, she was going to cry. “Please, Daddy, please! I didn’t mean to move. I need you to keep going.”

“All right, little gypsy. But if you move again, I’ll stop.”

Afraid she might say the wrong thing and he’d leave her like this, she nodded. He redoubled his efforts, adding his finger, stroking that magic spot inside her.

Once again, he had her so close she could taste it. And once again, he stopped. Only this time was different. This time, he pulled on the knots of the ropes binding her ankles, and the ropes fell away.

“I want your legs around me, babygirl.”

That was all the warning he gave her before he put the tip of his cock just inside her pussy. He was as hard as steel, and the thickness of his cock stretched her pussy. “Deeper, Daddy. I need more of you.”

“That’s all you get right now, Gypsy. I want to see if you can come like this.”

There was no way. She needed him all the way inside her, filling her.

And then he started to move. Little pulses into her pussy, barely penetrating her at all. And something deep inside her started to grow. It built higher and higher. So high it was frightening.

And then the walls of her pussy began to spasm as she teetered on the edge of the biggest climax of her life.

“Grip me tighter, little gypsy. Fuck me as hard as you can.”

He shoved all the way inside her, stretching her almost to the point of pain, throwing her over the cliff into perfect, all-consuming bliss.

She screamed his name over and over, coming so hard black spots blotted her vision.

Her orgasm seemed to go on and on, wave after wave.

She thought she might drown, but she looked at Chance and held on.

He pounded into her, and she arched into him. She never felt so full in her life. He hammered into her deep, hard, and fast, gripping her so tight she knew she’d have bruises the next day. Badges of honor. Burying himself deep inside her, he bellowed out his own climax.

Rolling off her, he reached up and released her wrists. She was so exhausted, she left her arms where they were.

“That was the most incredible thing that has ever happened to me,” she said.

Chance grinned down at her. “Well, Lord knows I try, Gypsy.” Then his smile faded.

He lowered her arms and brought her hand to his lips.

“I never thought I’d meet anyone like you, babygirl.

I believed I’d have to give up a part of who I am, either the Daddy in me or my love of ropes.

But then you showed up and rocked my world.

You complete me in every way I could ever imagine.

Your parents may not have given you much, but they gave you the perfect name.

You are the Joy of my life, and I love you with everything I am. ”

Tears stung her eyes. “You are everything I never even knew to wish for. But if every person has a soulmate, you are mine. I love you now and always.”

He kissed her, his lips gentle and loving. She had no idea what she’d ever done to deserve him, and she didn’t care. As long as he was hers, she’d be happy. She’d licked him more times than she could count, so he was hers.

“Let me go get a cloth to clean you up,” he said. She watched him as he crossed to the bathroom. Oh yes, she was definitely keeping him.