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CHAPTER 32

Toxic

A slow grin spread over Billie’s face at my question. There was a wickedness in her eyes that I’d come to recognize.

I prowled across the room until I was standing over her, forcing her to tilt her head back so she could see me. I lifted the bottom of the dress and growled deep in my throat. Her panties were a soft pink lace. She was fucking gorgeous. Her nipples were hard, pushing against the material of her dress, just begging to be sucked on.

We still had a lot to talk about. I needed to get to the bottom of why she said she had trust issues. But that could wait. Tonight wasn’t the time to have that conversation. And right now, all I wanted to do was make her melt into a puddle of satisfaction.

My eyes dropped back down to those lacy little panties that I just wanted to rip off her so I could shove my face into her bare pussy.

She laid back on my bed and rucked her dress up a little higher, baring more of her pussy to my gaze. I let out a rumble of pleasure. Then she did something that blew my mind. Holding my gaze, she spread her legs open for me.

Fuck. She was the perfect little tease.

Reaching out, I stroked the front of her underwear, then gripped the edge, pulling them out of the way. I bent and licked her pussy, smiling as she moaned.

She tasted amazing. I wasn’t going to waste time going slow. Dropping down onto my knees, I buried my face in between her thighs. I could die a happy man, right here. Squeezing the fabric in my hand, I yanked, tearing her delicate lacy panties off her body.

“Toxic!” she gasped. pushing up on her elbows so she could glare down at me. I didn’t bother to lift my head, just my eyes and met her gaze. “I needed to wear those for the rest of the night,” she hissed at me.

My dick kicked behind my zipper at the thought of her bare under that little dress for the rest of the night. I was a lucky bastard, that was for sure. Because now she was mine. “Too bad,” I muttered against her core.

She huffed out a breath of both agitation and pleasure, but she dropped back down to the mattress without arguing. It was too late anyway.

Her little protests didn’t even faze me. I went back to working her body, wanting her to get so high that she never came down again. I didn’t stop until I had her writhing on the bed, moaning my name, begging for her release. I tongued her clit, my finger tracing her pussy before delving inside. Seeing how many sounds I could wring out of her was my goal. So I kept her teetering on the edge, not allowing her to orgasm.

“Ah!” she cried out. “Let me come.”

She’d caught onto my game. I chuckled when she lifted her thighs and squeezed my head between them. I turned my head and nipped her thigh. She cursed, then let her legs fall open again. I moved forward enough that my wide shoulders kept her from pulling that little stunt again. “You’re mine, Billie,” I said, giving her clit a soft bite. Her sharp inhale was like a fucking aphrodisiac. My cock was spilling pre-cum into my damn boxers, ready to get inside her. “ I say when you get to come.”

“I had no idea you were so controlling,” she huffed.

“You should have,” I replied, lifting my head and grinning at her. My beard was soaked with her wetness.

“You’re right,” she countered. “You’ve been ordering me around since you showed up on my ranch.”

I didn’t bother to argue, just dropped my head to continue eating her out. Slipping two fingers inside her, I curled them and rubbed over that magic little spot that made her moan and squirm.

“Yes! Oh my God. There. Yes!”

“Like that, Sweet Girl?” I asked.

“Don’t be a jerk!” She lifted her head to glare at me. The heat in her eyes only served to fuel my hunger for her. “Don’t stop,” she added.

“Tell me what you need, Baby,” I demanded. My fingers moved faster. “Give me what I want.”

“You know!”

“Say it. Say you need me to fuck you, Billie. I want to hear those filthy words in your pretty mouth.”

“Toxic! Fuck me. Now. I need you.”

Her words were a fire that shot straight down my spine to my cock. I was harder than I’d ever been. I definitely planned on fucking her, but first... I sucked her clit into my mouth and listened to her scream as she came. The way her pussy clenched around my fingers while she orgasmed had me growling, sucking every bit of pleasure from her pussy that I could get.

Her fingers gripped my hair painfully as she shook under my touch, but I didn’t stop. I worked her through the orgasm and she cried out. “Toxic!” She yanked my hair harder. “You need to stop. I need you to fuck me.”

Lifting my head, I grinned at her. I withdrew my fingers, enjoying her little whimper as I did. She didn’t want me to stop, but needed a moment. That was fine. I stripped, eyeing her as I did. She still had that dress on. The damn thing had been tormenting me all night. Seeing her sprawled on my bed, still in her dress, made me want to muss her up even more. Yanking her cowboy boots off her feet, I grinned, then gripped her hips.

“What are you- Oh!” she gasped as I flipped her over. She looked at me over her shoulder as she laid on her belly.

I grasped her hips again and pulled her back toward me as I knelt on the bed, raising that sexy plump ass into the air.

“My dress-”

“It’s staying on,” I growled at her. I flipped it up so that it wouldn’t get in between us. I wanted her to keep wearing it, but didn’t want her to be embarrassed by having a cum stain on it all night. This was my woman. No one needed to be thinking about her getting fucked. Not that my brothers would. They had their own old ladies to think about.

My cock nudged her pussy and I groaned, slipping in a little further. “You’re fucking soaking wet for me, Billie.” I wasn’t using a condom. It was what it was. I was clean. So was she. We were together now and I planned on eventually marrying this woman. It was as good as done by me asking her to be my old lady, though I don’t think she’d clocked that just yet.

She gasped, cheeks flushed as she pressed her face into my pillow, trying to muffle her cries. Her breath caught and then she started pushing back against me, forcing my dick deep into her pussy. I growled and let her. Fuck that was sexy. She was driving herself onto me.

When I was buried deep, I froze. Leaning over her back, I brushed her long hair back off her face. “I love you, Billie.” I said those words I’d never said to any woman. I meant them. I loved this woman. This wild mustang of a woman who worked her body hard all day long and who fucked with just as much passion.

She turned her head and stared at me with wide eyes. There was both shock and pleasure in her gaze. “You- You’re serious?” She shook her head as much as she could. “Toxic…” Her eyes fluttered closed and she whispered. “I love you, too. It terrifies the hell out of me, but... I really do.”

The smile on my lips felt as though it was a permanent part of me. Leaning further over her, I kissed her.

“Toxic…” She moaned as I sank my fingers into her hair. She moved under me. “Please. More.”

“Always,” I promised. “Anything you need.”

“I need you. All of you.” She pressed back against me, but it wasn’t enough. She didn’t have far she could go since I was caging her in with my body.

Raising back up, I gripped her full hips as I pulled out of her body. Before leaving completely, I snapped my hips forward, burying my cock in her pussy again. We both groaned. This wasn’t the talk. She needed to know I loved her, and hearing her admit that she loved me was fucking satisfying in a way I couldn’t describe. But I needed to figure out a way to reassure her that she didn’t need to be afraid of this. Of me.

She gasped as I slid out. “Oh my…”

“Yes?” I asked. I moved a little slower this time, pulling my hips back and then I was pressing my way in again, letting her feel each inch. I leaned over her again and slid my hand under her neck, cupping her throat and I held her there, feeling her pulse as my thumb stroked her neck. I wasn’t choking, just holding her in my grasp.

She groaned and her eyes fell shut. “You’re not being fair,” she whined, but there was a smile on her face.

“What am I doing now?” I asked in a deep voice as I leaned in and pulled her face to the side so I could brush my lips over hers. I nipped at her lips with my teeth and then pulled back, rocking my hips forward. “What do you need, Sweet Girl? Tell me. I want to make you feel as good as possible.”

“More. Harder.” Her cheeks were red now. It wasn’t just because we were fucking. It was because I was teasing her.

I wasn’t teasing. I was testing her limits. Seeing just what she’d let me do to her. Because I wanted to do all the damn things to her. To this gorgeous body. I wanted to make her fall so deeply in love with me that our fucking souls intertwined and she’d never worry about me leaving. And never consider taking off on me either.

“Whatever you want.” I let go of her hip and grabbed her breast, squeezing. She loved having them played with and I wanted her to know that I wasn't just focused on getting myself off. This wasn’t just some fuck.

We both needed to come, but I wanted her to know I wasn’t selfish. Besides, it was sexy as hell to watch her while I fucked her. She was resting on her forearms, her amazing ass jiggling as I thrust forward and slapped my pelvis into it. “So damn good,” I said, as I did it again, holding on to her tit and hip as I pounded forward, forcing a gasp from her lips.

She wasn’t as loud in the bedroom as she was out of it, but it was still music to my ears when she moaned like she was right then. Her moans and gasps urged me on. I wanted to make her scream. Make her lose her mind as she came.

“Good girl,” I growled, watching as she turned her face to the side. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted as she took my entire length and begged for more.

“I need to come. Please,” she gasped out between thrusts.

I didn’t want it to end. She felt too fucking amazing. I kept up my pace, watching as her legs began to shake. “You feel so fucking good, Billie. I could fuck you for days.”

She didn’t answer. Or, she did, but the sounds that fell from her lips were mostly nonsensical.

“Let me make you come then. Whatever my old lady needs,” I said. She was going to soon anyway and I could feel my own climax barreling down on me like an out of control train. Placing my hand on her clit, I gave a little squeeze, then rubbed my finger over her and she went off like a rocket. Her pussy clamped down on me as she cried out my name and I gave her everything I had left before I let go and filled her up with my hot cum.

Her fingers were fisted in the sheets and she was breathing heavily. I dropped forward, letting my body cover hers, and kissed the back of her neck, then her ear as she caught her breath.

I rolled to the side so that I didn’t drench her dress in the sweat that was beading my chest. I was lying there staring up at the ceiling as our breathing returned to normal and our skin dried. She was cuddled up next to me, my arm wrapped around her and her dress scrunched up around her ribs. This was fucking perfect. She was fucking perfect. And I was going to do my damndest to make her realize that she was it for me.