Page 15 of Her Mountain Boss (Honey Ridge #3)

“Because it’s your pussy to play with.” Just saying the words makes my clit throb and my pussy drool. It’s so kinky and wrong, and I love it.

He presses the vibrator against my inner thigh, the hum of it sending shivers through me. He trails it up, up, agonizingly slow, until it’s just barely touching my pussy lips. I squirm, trying to press myself against it, but Ford tsks, a dark chuckle rumbling in his chest.

“Patience, kitten,” he murmurs, his voice a low growl. “I’m in charge here. I say when you get to come. Not you. Now let Daddy play.”

I whine, my hips bucking, but Ford presses a firm hand against my belly, holding me still. He trails the vibrator up and down my lips, coating it in my wetness, never quite touching my clit. I’m aching, throbbing, desperate for more.

“Daddy, please,” I beg. I’m completely without shame right now.

He smiles, a slow, wicked grin that sends heat coursing through me. “I love it when you beg, kitten,” he murmurs, his voice like gravel. “I love knowing that you need me. That you need this.”

He presses the vibrator against my clit, and I scream, my body arching off the bed. Pleasure explodes through me, white-hot and intense. Ford keeps the vibrator pressed against me, circling it slowly, applying just the right amount of pressure.

“I want you shaking before I shove my cock inside your tight little pussy. I want your pussy weeping and drenched when I take you.”

I gasp and writhe, my orgasm building, hovering just out of reach and he gentles the pressure. “Every part of you is mine, kitten, and that includes your sweet little pussy. That includes your orgasms.” I fall back from the edge and then he presses the vibrator against me again, circling slowly.

“That’s my girl. God, look at you… you’re fucking glowing. Skin flushed. Lips swollen. And this perfect little pussy? So wet I could drown in it.”

He teases me with the vibrator, running it over my clit, tracing around my entrance. I chase it with my hips, and Ford presses down on my belly. Not hard, just enough to make me go still.

“Don’t move. Good girls stay still while Daddy plays and edges.”

I whimper, sweat prickling along my hairline. “Please, Daddy. I really need to come.”

“You will. When I let you.”

He presses a button on the vibrator and turns up the speed.

I gasp and writhe, trying so, so hard to stay still.

I look up at him, and he’s calm. So relaxed.

But I can see the possession glinting in his eyes, and it makes me try even harder to be good.

The challenge turns me on, making my pussy throb even more.

Trying to stay still while he works me with the vibrator makes it feel even dirtier. Even kinkier.

“I love the sound of your sweet little moans. The way your body twitches when you try to stay still. You’re trying to hard to be good for me, aren’t you?”

I nod, a jerky motion. “I want to be good for you. Please, oh fuck, please—” My hips buck, and he pulls the vibe away.

“Not yet, kitten.”

I let out a frustrated sound somewhere between a scream and a moan. My thighs are shaking. My pussy is dripping and throbbing. It hurts, but it also feels incredible.

Ford dips his head and kisses me as he trails the vibrator up my thigh.

“That ache between your legs? That’s how you know you belong to me.

I want you needy. Shaking. Aching and begging until I say you’re allowed to fall apart.

” He lays the vibrator on the bed, buzzing just close enough to tickle my lips, and then he pets my swollen clit with one finger.

“Such a good girl for me. Letting me play with this wet, swollen pussy. Holding still. You doing so well, kitten.” He strokes my clit again, his touch far too light to get me off.

“Daddy,” I whine, my muscles tense.

“Tell me who you belong to.” He continues to pet my clit.

“You, Ford. I’m yours.”

“Good girl.” He picks up the vibe again and presses it right against my clit. “But you’re still not allowed to come.

I let out a strangled sob, but I nod.

“Now, do you want to come with this toy between your legs, or would you rather come on my cock.”

“Cock. Your cock,” I say, barely coherent. My pussy is a wet, swollen mess, and he hasn’t even fucked me yet.

“Are you sure?” he asks, turning up the vibe again. I bite my lip and hold back a scream as I fight not to come.

“Yes. Yes, I’m sure.”

“Good girl,” he praises, and then turns the vibrator off, setting it aside.

Ford pulls me into his arms and kisses me, slow and deep, stroking his hand up and down my back.

“You did so well, kitten. You’ve never been edged before, and you took it like such a good girl.

Getting to play with you like that is so fucking hot.

” His praise washes over me, making me feel all floaty.

I still feel slightly unmoored when Ford moves to the edge of the bed and stands.

He shrugs out of his flannel and then shoves his sweatpants down, and my breath catches in my throat.

His cock is huge, thick and long, jutting out from a nest of dark hair. The head is broad and glistening, a bead of pre-cum leaking from the tip. I can see the veins running along the shaft, and my pussy clenches at the sight, eager to feel him inside me.

“Daddy,” I whimper, spreading my legs wider, opening myself up to him completely. He growls low in his throat, his eyes darkening as he takes in the sight of me.

“Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice rough. “So fucking eager for my cock. Such a good little kitten.”

He climbs onto the bed, his big body covering mine. I can feel the heat of him, the weight of him, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced. He teases the head of his cock against my entrance, and I gasp, my hips bucking, trying to draw him in.

“Not yet, kitten,” he says, then kisses me hard and deep. I open for him, moaning as he kisses me deeply, his cock teasing my entrance as he works the very tip of his head in and out of me. It’s the most exquisite torture I’ve ever experienced.

“Do you like playing just the tip with your step-uncle, Sophia?” he murmurs against my mouth, his words setting me on fire. I moan, my body writhing beneath him, desperate for more.

“Yes, but I want more than the tip,” I gasp, gripping his massive shoulders. “Please, Uncle Ford. Please fuck me.”

“Christ, that’s hot.”

He rolls his hips, the head of his cock pressing just inside me, stretching me, teasing me. I can feel the burn, the stretch, and it’s delicious, intoxicating. I want more. I want all of him.

“Please,” I beg, my voice hoarse with desire. “Please, I need you.”

He groans, his forehead pressing against mine. “I’ve got you, kitten,” he murmurs, his voice soft, tender now. “I’ve got you.”

And with that, he pushes forward, his cock sliding deeper, filling me, claiming me.

I cry out, my body tensing, the pain and pleasure mixing, overwhelming me.

He’s so big, so thick, and I can feel every inch of him, stretching me, owning me.

I feel like he might split me in two, but don’t want him to stop.

“Daddy,” I whimper, my body shaking, my pussy clenching around him. He groans, his hips thrusting, his cock sliding deeper, filling me up. It’s hard to breathe. I feel like he’s rearranging me.

“Are you okay?” he asks, kissing along my jaw as he holds still inside me.

I nod. “I’m very, very okay.” He kisses the corner of my mouth, my cheek. I hitch my legs around his waist and he slides in another inch. I’ve never experienced anything like this, where it hurts, but the pain also makes it feel good.

“That’s it, kitten,” he murmurs, his voice low, husky. “Take it all. Take every inch of me.”

He pushes in further and bottoms out, then goes still, his breathing ragged.

“Such a good girl, taking all of Daddy’s big cock on the first try,” he says, his voice rough, tattered.

“You’re doing so, so good, kitten.” He flexes his hips once, and I moan.

It burns and stings, but it also feels good.

Really fucking good. “I’m gonna stretch you so slow, baby. Gonna make you feel every inch of me.”

He pulls almost all the way out and then slowly slides back in, filling me completely, stretching me, claiming me.

I cling to him, my fingers digging into his shoulders, my legs wrapped around his waist. I can feel every inch of him, thick and hard, pulsing inside me. I’m a moaning, whimpering mess.

“Daddy,” I gasp, my voice hoarse with pleasure. “You feel so good.”

He starts slow, his hips rolling, his cock sliding in and out of me in a torturous rhythm. He’s letting me adjust, letting me feel every thick inch of him.

“Your tight little pussy feels so good, kitten. Just like I knew it would. So hot and wet around me. So fucking perfect.” He kisses me as he thrusts slowly. “Being inside you is the best thing I’ve ever felt. Your cunt is heaven, Sophia. Never wanna leave. Wanna stay inside you forever.”

He deepens his rhythm, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding deeper. I meet his thrusts, my hips bucking against him, my body eager for more. I can feel the pressure building, the pleasure intensifying.

“I feel so full, Daddy,” I whimper, my body shaking, my pussy clenching around him. He groans, his forehead pressing against mine as he fucks me.

“You’re perfect, kitten,” he growls, his voice ragged. “So fucking perfect. So tight and hot. Fuck.”

He slides his cock out, just the tip remaining inside me, before slamming back in, filling me completely. I moan so loud it’s almost a scream, my body convulsing, the pleasure overwhelming me. He does it again, and again, his cock pounding into me, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm.

“Daddy,” I beg, my voice barely a whisper. “Please, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

“Never,” he growls. “Never gonna stop fucking you, kitten. This pussy is mine now. Mine to kiss. Mine to fuck. Mine to fill with as much cum as I want.”