Page 23 of His Wilde Little (Saddle Up #2)

At Daddy Lorenzo’s side, he watched as I played with the toys, and he quizzed me on all the different animals that were there.

They didn’t yet have names, but they were all my new friends.

I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about my new toys ever since I unwrapped them.

I’d found these at the hardware store in town, they hadn’t been sold for a while, so I still had time—until he surprised me with them.

“I knew you had it in you today,” he said.

“I didn’t.” It was the truth, after eating all that cake, throwing up, and then the whirlwind of anxieties surrounding riding the horse, I didn’t know if I would actually get through the day.

“You think you’ll be able to do it again tomorrow?”

Turning my head, sharp, I glared at him. “No way. I don’t think I can. In fact, I’m not sure if I’m still able to walk when I wake up.”

“Well, you seem to have walked just fine enough coming over,” he said, placing his hand on my shoulder and stroking me.

“That’s the adrenaline still in my body, once I’ve slept, I might not be able to walk again.”

He cooed, getting closer, his mouth to my ear, his soft tone tickling the hairs on my neck. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head about any of that, I made you that other promise, remember?”

My thighs twitched. “I remember.”

“You want to go see how well I can keep that promise as well?”

“Only if you carry me,” I told him. “I wanna go over your shoulder.”

Daddy let out a chuckle, moving his hand to paw down on my thigh, he squeezed, already letting his fingers massage me. “I’m supposed to do that without you prompting me,” he said. “Now, clean up your toys before you get a spanking as well while you’re over my shoulder.”

I kicked a foot out, knocking all the toys across the lounge. “Oopsy.”

“Oopsy?” He shook his head. “Well, looks like I better warm this had up.” He rubbed his hands together. “You know what that means, right?”

Another leg swoop and another kick of the toys, spreading them even further out across the lounge. “Oopsy doopsy.”

“You’ve done it now, Jace.” Daddy bit down on his smiling bottom lip. “That’s two spankings, do you want to go for a third?”

I shook my head. “One for each cheek. Only fair.”

Daddy stood and stretched out in front of me, the bulge in his thermals had a pulse, throbbing right at my face.

I stared at it, making as much eye contact as possible.

“Oh no,” he said. “You’ve been disobedient, you don’t get this reward just yet.

” He swooped back down for me, pulling me up into his arms, and throwing me over his shoulder.

I’d never felt so lightweight and free before, almost like he could’ve just thrown me across the room like I was a throw cushion.

At least, a throw cushion he could plow and unzip.

Marched to the bedroom, he gave my ass those two spanks along the way. I wiggled my booty as much as possible on him, but he was so strong, I didn’t even make him move.

“You gotta work on those muscles,” he said, throwing me onto the bed. I landed on my stomach with several bounces. It was fun to shake and jiggle.

I looked back at him over my shoulder. “And what about these muscles?” I gestured with my ass in the air at him. “What do you think about these two big muscles?”

His hand landed firmly on one cheek, grabbing it into a fist almost and squeezing. “Oh yeah, these will definitely do as a start.”

“And what about your muscles?” My eyes trying to glimpse at his cock as he threw himself across my legs to get at my ass.

“You’ve felt mine, they’re big and strong,” he said, squeezing my other cheek this time. “It’s ok though, I like the way yours feel.”

“And what about this one?” I tried shaking my ass, but his weight and grasp on me had my body unable to keep doing the wobble it so desperately yearned for.

Crawling up my body, Daddy sank his teeth into my ass, and then recoiled, spitting. “I need the real deal,” he said. “You gotta let me at it.”

“That’s up to you,” I said. “I’m yours to do with as you want. You just have to want to.”

Continuing up my back until he was laid directly on top of me, his legs wrapped around mine, cinching and clenching my tight.

“Is this what you wanted when you told me you needed me to be your big spoon?” His mouth at my ear, his whispering soft rasp sent a shiver down my spine that my body couldn’t express because of the way he was weighing on me.

“I want to press myself so deep against you that for maybe a small moment we become one.”

Now, I felt his cock, all chubbed and thick as it rubbed against my back. “If anyone can do that, it’s you.”

He kissed the back of my neck as he wrapped both hands around my torso, flipping us in the bed so that he was on his back, and I was laid on his chest. His hands didn’t stop there, exploring down the front of my body before taking hold of the zipper and like a furry shell, he pulled me out of my onesie.

I didn’t have to do anything. All I had to do was laid there and let him strip me naked while his hands explored all those muscles, he said I needed to build on.

Out from under me, he rolled me on my belly again and repositioned himself between my legs, his warm hands, squeezing up the lengths of my legs, massaging my calves and thighs.

This was the stretching out he’d promised me, the promise that I wasn’t going to suffer from the pain of riding that horse.

The further up my thighs he got, the more ticklish I became, to the point my legs and knees were jerking on their own.

I giggled and tried not to let my legs swing at his head, but they had a life of their own.

“You’re a little squirmer tonight, aren’t ya,” he said, pinning a leg down with a hand, he stretched it out from my other legs, and with a knuckle, or something else with a pressure point, he pushed and dragged gently up my thigh, stopping just below my ass. “Let’s get these off.”

“Do you like them?” I asked, trying to look back at him. “They’ve got stars on.” I wasn’t surprised he hadn’t said anything about my underwear considering he was preoccupied with touching as much of my body as he could. I’d probably be distracted to if I had free reign over his body.

Daddy pulled the briefs off and pushed them to his nose, inhaling deep and sighing. “Of course, I like them, but I like what they’ve been hiding a whole lot more.”

My ass felt like it could jiggle freely now, pumping my hips into the mattress and letting the recoil have my ass bouncing. “I think my ass needs massaging as well.”

“You think?” he asked, squeezing both cheeks again and releasing.

I couldn’t see it, but I saw his face, staring at my ass, like he enjoyed seeing his handprints in the moments they stuck around on my ass.

“I don’t want to let any part of you down, so let me go ahead and give your ass what it needs the most.” He reached out and forced my head back, pushed into the pillow.

“Just relax, but remember, you disobeyed me earlier, so I’ll have to mix this up with a little naughty and a little nice. ”

I nodded with my head in the pillow, my giggle squeaking out the gaps. “Ok.”

It felt like he had a hundred hands going down my body, and several set of teeth.

He bit my ass one second, and then there was a sharpness on my back, followed by another bite on my thigh.

They were quick, probably just long enough for him to see his teeth marks on my skin.

I was ready to be branded by him, as long as I was the only one wearing his brand.

I was one of a kind, and I wasn’t going to share him with anyone else.

“You like that?” he asked, laying across my body once more, his mouth at my ear now, biting. I wondered if he was putting his entire weight on me, it didn’t feel like it.

I moaned out under him. “Yes, Daddy.”

He let out a gentle purr in my ear, sending more of those entire body shivering tingles right through me, this time, I definitely moved him with them.

“Good boy,” he said, pinning himself on top of me. “I’ve only just started.”

Back down my body he went, giving my back another bite until he got to my ass.

Spreading my legs, I was his ragdoll, trying not to be torn in two with the way he was moving me.

I didn’t know if there was anything else I could’ve done except for push my face down into the pillow and accept every single touch, whether it was ticklish or not, I just took it.

At my ass, with my legs parted, he went in with a kiss, and then I nearly melted into the bed itself from the way his tongue touched my hole, and his hand pulled my cock out from where I was laid on it.

His tongue traveled from my ass to my balls, and down my cock, inciting a new sensitivity.

I moaned into the pillow, pulling the sheets up around us with pleasure induced fistfuls of fabric.

“Your turn,” he eventually said, flipping me over onto my back. I laid looking up at the ceiling, letting out shallow breathes. “You’re finally getting what you wanted.”

I smirked. “I think I’ve been getting what I wanted for a while,” I said, watching him lay beside me, his thick cock doing press ups against his abdomen, up and down, up and down.

Maybe those were the muscles he was talking about getting stronger, but I didn’t think it needed anymore of a workout—unless it was working out in my mouth.

“Suck it,” he said.

“What if I wanted to tease you?”

“Baby doesn’t tease, baby listens to the rules, and he follows them.”

I giggled. “Am I baby?”

“You want to be baby?”

Nodding, my head could’ve fallen off with the motion.

Outstretching a hand, he tucked it beneath a chin and stroked my stubble. “Then you’re baby, baby. And baby does what Daddy needs, especially after Daddy has been so good.”

“See, I do know how to be good.”