Branded (9 page)

“Yes,” I begged.

“Yes what? Make you come?”

“Please. Please.”

He pumped his fingers inside me, rubbing against that inner wall so hard it took only seconds for the muscles around his fingers to squeeze and the euphoria of orgasm to pulse through my body. It was as if I were coming apart, and his hands owned my body. I rode his fingers, and he sucked even harder on my nipple, the mix of pleasure and pain sending my body over the edge into a quivering pile of satisfaction.

Then his mouth was on mine, sucking in my moans.

“So responsive. That took less than a minute,” he whispered in my ear.

“I can’t even it do it that fast for myself.” I leaned my forehead against his.

He turned his head and kissed my jaw. “Now that’s something I want to see. You, making yourself come.”

Any other time, just thinking about someone watching me do that would be embarrassing as hell. But this was Cole, and it was fucking hot.

“I bet I could make you come that fast,” I said, boldly offering a challenge. My hand was still trembling from orgasm, but I made quick work of the buttons on his jeans. “Let me try.”

“I want to fuck you,” he growled. His big hand stilled mine as I wrapped it around him.

“Later,” I said. “I want to suck your cock.” I wasn’t sure it was possible, but he grew even larger under my hand. “Unless you think you can’t handle it.”

His mouth tugged up at the corner, but he let go of my hand.

I’d never done this before, but I wanted to see him lose control. He was wound so tight and was so controlled. I wanted to know what it was like to make him come apart like I did every time he touched me. And we’d shared medical records. We were both clean, and I really had to do this. I was wet just thinking about it.

He was commando, and his cock sprung out, long and so thick. Nerves hit again. I’d read a lot and even seen a few movies. Heard stories from Bethany. But how the hell was I supposed to get enough of him in my mouth to bring him pleasure?

Shit.

He shoved off his pants and sat naked on his couch, the challenge clear in his eyes.

“Fine,” I admitted. “I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, but I want to try. The idea of sucking you off makes me want to come just thinking it.”

He sucked in a breath. “Baby, you can do whatever you want to my cock.”

Permission granted. I slid down between his legs. Taking him in my hand, I stroked up and down. A tiny pearl formed at the tip, and I licked it off. Salty. Bethany had told me that it depended on the guy’s diet. That sometimes it even tasted good. I wouldn’t go that far, but it wasn’t bad.

His groan was the only incentive I needed. I sucked the tip and then pulled more of him in. Leaving my hand at his base, I pumped him while I took him as far down my throat as I could. The fullness was almost too much, but when I sucked really hard, his body bowed.

“Fuck, yes!”

Making him lose it like that was some heady shit. I moved my mouth up and down his shaft, my hand keeping time with my mouth. I glanced up and there was a look in his eyes I couldn’t even explain—possession, as if he wanted to own me in that moment. And I’d thought I was the one owning him.

His hand landed on the back of my head, not with pressure, but as if he needed something to hold on to, as if he were coming untethered.

“Touch yourself,” he ordered. “Do it.”

I didn’t know if I was coordinated enough to keep it all going. But my fingers found my clit, and soon the rhythm of my fingers matched what was happening with my mouth on his cock.

My groans vibrated around him as I came apart yet again.

He still hadn’t come, fucking control freak.

“Come here,” he said as he gently pulled me off his cock. He sat forward and lifted me to a standing position. After shoving my shorts and thong to the ground, he motioned for me to lose the top and bra.

I stood before him naked and vulnerable, and yet I felt safe. That look in his eyes was appreciative. And then his mouth was on my clit, and it was my turn to bow back. My knees shook. He worked me with that powerful tongue of his, and then he sucked in the hard bud between my legs, and I almost fucking lost it. Almost.

He pulled away just before I was there.

I glared at him. But he gave me that slow smile. “Punishment.”

I chuckled. “You’re an evil bastard.”

“Yep. Add selfish bastard. I want you to come around my cock. Ride me,” the cowboy ordered.

I smiled as I straddled him. He grabbed his stiff-as-a-board cock and positioned it at my entrance. Even though I was more than ready, I hissed a bit sliding down his length. He caught my hipbones and forced me to stop.

“Does it hurt? There are other ways.” The words came out strained. He was barely holding on.

“No fucking way. I want this. Now,” I begged.

“Whatever my princess wants.”

I should have been mad about the princess comment, but he’d called me his. And that was the biggest fucking turn on of all. His. I was. Branded by him. Day two of fucking him and I was lost.

My muscles contracted and adjusted around him, and this time he hissed.

I gave him an evil smile. “Let’s see how long you can hold on with me fucking you with my tight little pussy.” I felt bold and dirty, loving this power I had over him. Thank, God, Bethany had made me get on the pill so I could feel him like this.

He threw his head back and shoved himself into me. It hurt, but so good. I braced my hands on his shoulders and bobbed up and down on his cock. He sucked the nipple he’d skipped earlier, and my sex constricted around him.

Shit. I was going to come again. But I refused to give in again before he did.

Pulling myself from his mouth, I leaned back on his thighs, giving him more room to pound me.

One of his hands held my ass so I didn’t fall off, the other hand found my clit.

“Fuck, babe, you’re so fucking hot. I’m going to lose my load.”

I moaned and rode him faster.

“Fucking coming,” he groaned. And then he rubbed faster on my clit, and I lost it.

He gathered me into his arms, holding me to him, my body shivering and quaking.

“I’ve got you.” It was if he knew I had to come back down to earth and needed a soft place to land.

And in that moment, he had my heart.

There wasn’t damn thing I could do about it.

…

Holy fuck, I was in trouble. Princess was fucking hot. The way she’d sucked my cock—that look in her eyes would be burned in my brain for life. Even now, I was hard inside of her, and I’d just come. With her, I was insatiable.

Any thought of maybe canceling the contract had disappeared the moment her mouth had settled on my cock. If that made me a selfish bastard, so be it. But I’d take advantage of whatever this was between us—for one month.

I stroked her hair. She shivered, and even though it was nearing a hundred outside, I wrapped the blanket on the end of the couch around her. Then I scooped her up, carried her back to the bathroom, cleaned her up, and put her in my bed. I liked her there.

But she was quiet.

“You okay?”

Biting her lip, she glanced up at me. Every time she did that I wanted to suck that lip out of her mouth and claim it, but I had a feeling she was upset or worried about something. I kept having to remind myself she was new to fucking.

I lay beside her and pulled her head onto my chest. Damn, she felt good. “Tell me. If it’s too much, too fast, we can slow down.” That was the last fucking thing I wanted. There were a thousand ways to fuck her, and I planned to do it all—have her every way I could over the next thirty days.

“I’m fine. Maybe a little sore, but in a good way. I…”

“What?”

“It’s a dumb kind of newbie question. And I have no reference point really, other than that one time, so you’re like the expert, but it seems weird to ask.”

What the hell was she talking about? “You can ask me anything.”

“Is it always…so intense? I mean, you’ve had lots of sex. Is it like that with other people?”

“No.” The word came out of my mouth before I even had a chance to think about it. “I mean, truth is, no. This is something a little more, what was the word you used? Intense. I don’t think I’ve ever come as hard as I just did. That’s what you do to me, Princess.”

She smiled, and it did weird things to my innards. It twisted them and tugged at my heart a bit. Must have been all the exercise. Or maybe I was hungry.

“I’m glad,” she said. “I hate that I’m so inexperienced. I keep thinking about all the women you… It’s my insecurities. It’s dumb. Never mind.”

She glanced away then.

“Hey.” I lifted her chin and kissed her. I didn’t want her going there. Yeah, I’d fucked a lot of women, but I hadn’t lied. It’d never been like this. Strange that this girl who had everything could be so insecure.

“Don’t overthink things. This—you and me—it’s good. Really, really good. Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re kind of a natural. Remember the part where I said I’ve never come so fast or hard? Truth.”

Her mouth ticked up on the right side. “I like that I can do that to you,” she said. “It made me feel pretty powerful.”

There it was. She did have a certain power over me. I didn’t like it one fucking bit.

I shouldn’t have broken my fucking rule. One time and done.

Right. Like that would have ever worked with her. I couldn’t fucking get enough.

“How sore are you?” I said, pressing my cock against her thigh.

Her eyes popped wide. “Already? I thought it took like an hour for guys to, uh, well, you know.”

I chuckled. “Not with you, babe.”

I moved down her body and slid my tongue across her sex.

Her body jerked. I kissed that tiny nub and then licked again.

She hissed, but then she grabbed my hair. I kissed and suckled her until she was bucking beneath my mouth.

“Cole,” she screamed.

I smiled against her sex, but my cock was a raging hard-on that wouldn’t be denied.

“Can’t fuck you again, babe, you’re too sore. But I want to try something. You up for it?”

Her eyes were glazed over, but she nodded. I moved so that I was sitting over her flat belly, but up on my knees.

I grabbed hold of my cock and pumped a few times. “I want to fuck your tits. Been thinking about them since you fell into my arms that night and I accidentally copped a feel.”

“You were so hard,” she said, her voice breathy and soft.

“You have no idea.”

She grinned. “I meant your chest and abs. It was all I could do not shove my hands up under your shirt and pet these.” She raked her fingernails down my abs and my cock grew harder.

I was about to blow my wad.

She’d been attracted to me then. I’d thought she’d been a snooty little bitch who was too busy texting to notice one of the servants.

She slid her hands lower and stroked me. It was too light. I squeezed her hand to show her the amount of pressure. She bit her lip and made a little sound, as if holding me like this brought her joy. God, I could eat that noise up.

I shifted so my cock was between her tits and squeezed them around it. She let go but then took the tip of me in that pink little mouth, sucking and licking.

“Hold your tits for me,” I said as I reached back and thumbed her clit. She nearly bucked me off. My little filly was so filled with fire.

My balls tightened, and with the pressure of her tits and the sucking…well, hell, it didn’t take long. “Come for me,” I ordered. I shoved two fingers into her wet slit, and she jerked hard. “Look at me when you come.”

She did. Her eyes were a half-mast haze of need. I pumped her two more times with my fingers and her body convulsed. She still held my cock with her tits, and I spewed hot come all over her chin and chest.

I owned her. Right then. She was mine—with her mussed hair and her shaded eyes and that fucking mouth that did wild things to my cock. I took my fingers out of her pussy and she watched as I licked them.

Her body shuddered again.

Yep, I was going to enjoy fucking my dirty little princess.

Chapter Twelve

“I need a favor,” Addy said from inside my closet. We’d long ago gone past the point where she was nervous about borrowing my clothes. And I honestly didn’t care. I had way too many. But we did have a new rule where she had to text, call, and always knock before she came in my room. With Cole around, I had to set up a few boundaries.

I sat on my bed working on my homework for my online finance class. Cole had been gone for two days with my grandfather to some auction. There were several coming up, and I was bummed about losing time with him. It couldn’t be helped, but that didn’t mean I liked it. He was due back later tonight, and I was going to jump his bones big time. I didn’t think it was possible to be so horny. I dreamed about him. Thought about him constantly. Shit, Addy almost caught me getting off while staring at a pic of him on my phone.

Another reason for boundaries. Even when he wasn’t around, I couldn’t stop wanting him.

I’d taken the picture the other day at the barn. Actually, I’d taken two pics. One of him talking sweetly to one of the horses. The other when he had his shirt off loading bales of hay. That last one was the one that had my fingers rubbing hard on my clit. I needed him to help with the ache. I’d even texted him that.

Fuck, babe,
he’d texted back.
Stop torturing me. Sharing a room with Shorty, and I can’t whack off.

That had made me giggle at first, and then the idea of watching him make himself come had sent my fingers right back to work.

My mind was drifting again, and I heard Addy say something but I missed it.

“Take whatever you want,” I said as I tried to focus on why this formula I’d just plugged in didn’t work. Yet another reason I needed super-hot, smarty-pants Cole nearby. He’d made finance make sense. Sort of. At least, it made more sense than it had last semester with the worst professor ever.

I sensed someone staring at me.

Glancing up, I met Addy’s gaze. She’d popped her head out of the closet to give me the you-aren’t-listening-to-me glare.

“Sorry, focused on this homework. What’s up?”

“I need you to talk to Cole about dating.”

My heart thumped against my chest. “Why would I need to help Cole get a date?” The very idea churned nastiness in my stomach.

Her eyes shifted to the heavens as if she were asking for guidance. “Not him. Jeez, the last thing my brother needs is dating advice. It’s, like, his super power the way women glom on to him.”

Ugh. The churning turned into a knot, and I couldn’t breathe. What did I expect? That he’d been a virgin before we met? No one had the sexiest, dirtiest moves ever without experience. But that didn’t mean I liked to be reminded about it.

I forced air in my lungs.

“I need you to talk to him about
me
dating again.” She stepped out of the closet. She really was the most adorable girl on the planet.

I shook my head. “That’s a conversation you need to have with him. And you’re too young. I would think you—after what happened—”

Her face fell.

“Crap. Sorry. It’s just this is something you need to talk to him about.”

“I’ve tried.” She sighed dramatically. “I don’t blame him for not trusting me. I messed up bad last time, and it caused so much trouble. But I just want to go on group dates. Like a bunch of us going to the movies, or to the Fourth of July festival. Stuff like that. There is one guy. But I’m still… Cole doesn’t have to worry about me getting serious. I’m still kind of…not really scared. I know a lot of self-defense now, and I have my brown belt in karate. I can pretty much kick someone’s ass if I have to. But I’m never going to not be afraid of guys if I don’t spend time with them. Does that make sense?”

I chewed on my lip a bit. Sounded like a bit of teen logic to me. “It’s not that I don’t want to help you,” I said. “It’s that I might hurt your cause.” I held up a hand to stop her protests. “I do think you can show him you can be responsible and that you are all about making smart choices. How about if I convince him to go to the festival with me? I promise I won’t let him crush your rep. I’ll keep him busy. But you’ll be close, and he can see you making smart choices. Does that work?”

And I’d get to spend time with Cole out in public without people thinking too much about it. Maybe.

“I guess. I don’t blame him. It’s just his nature to be protective of me. But the other day, even when I was at Lemmon’s house, he had to talk to her mom to make sure we were supervised the whole time. It was really embarrassing.”

Oh my. She might see it that way, but I sort of loved he was so protective of her. That side of him, taking care of his little sister… Well, hell, it was hot. So fucking hot. “I get it,” I said. “Honestly, I haven’t known you that long, and even I want to keep you from the assholes of the world. You’re kind of loveable that way.” I reached out a hand, and she walked across and took it.

“You’ve got all the time in the world to figure out boys. There’s no need to rush. You’re always going to be his little sister. Just be grateful that he cares. A lot of kids don’t have that.”

She squeezed my fingers. “I know. I don’t really plan on dating one-on-one again until I go to college. Like I said, big issues. But it would be nice if
he
trusted me enough to let me go out with a group.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” I shut my laptop. “Do you have plans for this afternoon?”

She shook her head.

“Let’s go swimming here. Not at the club. I’m not in the mood to deal with other people, but I’ve been cooped up since yesterday studying. I need some sunshine.”

And I needed to cool off and stop thinking about Cole. It wouldn’t do for me to be so tied up in knots over him. That was dangerous.

This was temporary, but I was going to learn everything I could from him—and enjoy every fucking minute of it.

But I needed to remember this was just sex.

…

Where were they? I couldn’t find Addy or the princess. I’d tried texting them both. We’d been on the road the last five hours, coming back from an auction in Fort Worth. It was all I could do to keep my mind on the road. I’d had a fucking boner for Callie since last night, but I’d shared a room with Shorty, one of the other ranch hands. So there’d been no easing that pain.

I was ready to sink into that hot pussy of hers and just lose myself.

After I made sure the bulls we’d bought were settled in the east pasture, away from the heifers, I went in search of Callie and my sister. I was about to head around the side of the house to the front when I heard a splash and some giggling.

I turned and headed toward the back. There was a long stairway up to the big patio area where they had the pool, outside kitchen, bar, and tables enough to seat a hundred. It was a bigger entertaining area than that country club they liked so much. I took that last step onto the patio and stopped.

Holy fuck, she was a wet angel.

Callie was coming out of the pool in a tiny yellow bikini. Her perfect breasts were covered in small triangles, her nipples tight against the fabric. Her hair long and slicked back, not a bit of makeup, and she was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen.

Ever.

My gaze moved lower across her taut belly and down to those hips. I had an urge to rip that tiny triangle off her and plunge my cock so deep she felt it in her fucking throat. It was wrong to want something this much.

“I wonder when Cole will be home? Think you can convince him to come swimming with us?”

“Some of us have to work for a living.” My voice boomed a little louder than I’d meant it to.

Ads squealed, but my eyes were on Callie.

She’d bent over to grab a towel, and that fine ass of hers was the kind of thing men wrote poetry about. I had the urge to hit it. Hard. What would she think about that? She glanced back and smiled.

Fuck. Yeah. I was in trouble.

“Will you come swimming with us?” Addy asked.

“Can’t. Just got back. I need to make sure everything’s settled in the barn. Also, have some paperwork. I wanted to check on you since you weren’t answering your phone.”

“Oh, I must have left it at the house,” Addy said, contrite. We had a rule that it was supposed to stay on her person at all times so I could get in touch with her. Maybe not in the pool, but it should have been nearby.

“You promised to get your chores done. Laundry doesn’t do itself. And your room looks like a tornado and a hurricane hit at the same time. You wanted your friends to come over, but that ain’t happening if you don’t get things picked up. Now run on and get your chores done, I need to talk to Callie about something.”

“Okay.” Addy gave a quick wave and didn’t fight back. She knew better than to leave a mess like she had at the house. I kind of have a thing about keeping things orderly. Clutter messes with my head.

Ads scooped up her towel and wrapped it around her. “Can we maybe swim again later after I get my chores done?” she asked.

Callie turned one of those gorgeous smiles on her. “Sure. I’m not doing anything but homework all day. Just text me when you want to swim again. That reminds me, Cole, I could use your help with one of my assignments if you have a minute before you go down to the barn.”

“I’ll see you guys later,” Addy said.

“Sure, I’ll help,” I said at the same time.

I’d help, all right—alone in her room, where we were going to lock the door and I was going to fuck her senseless. We stood there a moment, and she shivered. I wasn’t sure if it was her wet skin or if she was reading my mind.

“You want to fuck me,” she whispered as she drew closer, knotting the towel over the swell of her breasts.

“Shit, yeah.”

A few minutes later, we were in her room with the door locked and a chair propped up under the doorknob for good measure. I had her in the bathroom, up on the counter. I untied the strings of her bikini top and then sucked on the hardened nubs of her nipples. She made that little sound I loved so much.

“I finger fucked myself three times last night staring at your picture.”

I stopped and stared at her.

“I thought about you fucking me hard and raw, but it wasn’t enough. I needed you.” Her hand went to my zipper. “Stick your fingers in me. Feel how wet I am for you.”

My princess had picked up dirty talk. I might have died from the pleasure of it right there if I didn’t need to be inside her so bad.

I couldn’t fucking talk if I had wanted to. Hearing her like this—hell, my cock was my brain. I did as she asked, because what the fuck else was I going to do, and she was slick and hot, ready for me.

She unbuttoned my jeans and grabbed my cock. Then I pulled her off the counter and shoved her face first toward the mirrored bathroom door. “I want you to watch while I fuck you. I want you to see how beautiful you are when you come. Put your hands on the sides of the door and spread your legs.”

She didn’t question, just did as I asked. I untied the bikini strings at her hips and the triangle there fell away, leaving her gleaming and ready for me. I pinched her clit, and she moaned, leaning back against me.

“Tell me what you want.”

“You. Inside me. Now,” she said, grinding her ass against me.

I shifted so my tip was at her entrance, and then I pinched her nipples hard as I shoved my cock in to the hilt. She moaned and lifted up to her toes but didn’t flinch. She just pushed her ass back, begging for more. One hand stayed on her breast, the other on her clit. Rubbing, and teasing. She writhed, and I still hadn’t moved in and out of her yet.

“Please,” she begged.

“Please what?”

“Fuck me, Cole.”

I drew out and slammed into her again, and her body quaked.

“Yes,” she hissed. I picked up the pace, and she matched me.

“Look how beautiful you are,” I whispered in her ear before biting the lobe. “Look at me fucking that tight little pussy of yours. In and out. You like that, don’t you, babe? You like my big cock slamming in you.”

Her hooded eyes glazed over. I could feel her tightening. I stopped rubbing her clit, and she cried out, “No. Please.”

I rammed into her again and this time slapped her ass, not too hard, but enough that her eyes popped open and her sex clenched around me so tightly I thought she might cut off my blood supply.

“Again,” she whispered, her hand rubbing her clit.

Fucking yes.

I slapped her a little harder and her whole body turned into a quivering mass as she came over my cock, the muscles fucking me without my even moving. Best feeling ever.

Reaching one hand around her waist to hold her up, I fucked her hard. Relentlessly.

“Did you miss me, Princess?” I asked as I pounded her. “Tonight, I want to watch you get off for me. All on your own. Those pretty little fingers rubbing your clit and fucking yourself. So hot, babe. I can’t wait.”

She cried out and tightened around me again. This time, I couldn’t hold off. Three more pumps, and I lost my load. She was a quivering rag doll in my arms.

“Cole?”

“Yeah, babe?”

She gave me a slow smile. “I don’t think I can walk. I think you fucked the strength right out of me.”

I kissed her ear. “I got ya, babe.”

And I did. I moved her back to the counter, cleaned her up with a wet towel, and then dried her. Then I carried her back to bed.

“Did you really need help with that homework?”

She nodded. “But honestly, I got nothing left. I need a nap. Like, I really need a nap.”

“Callie, hon, you in there?” Her grandmother knocked on the door and then tried the handle.

Shit. We both froze. She tore out of bed and grabbed her robe. I headed back to the bathroom, not sure where might be the safest place to hide.

“Getting ready to hop in the shower,” she said quickly. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes. Your grandfather was looking for Cole. Addy said he might be helping with homework? I didn’t know you were taking summer classes.”

“Oh, yeah. Just some required reading for my upcoming semester. I was going to ask him some questions, but I think I may have had too much sun. I’m gonna take a shower and get a nap.”