BUCKED Box Set: A Bull Rider Western Romance (48 page)

I could feel his strong, powerful hands
kneading against the fabric of my clothing, pressing slightly against my skin,
as he hurried to remove my shirt.

I giggled and tugged at his chin,
deepening the kiss that we were immersed in, as my legs writhed under him and
wound around his massive form.

Even fully clothed, I could feel his
mighty, virile body flexing and thumping with excitement, as he finally,
blindly was able to fling open my shirt.

In a matter of a second, his hands
attacked my bosom as though starving for the feel of them. He pressed his
massive hands into the cups of my breasts with a solid grip, before he massaged
them knowingly.

The tingling feeling that began to course
throughout my body, which was only made more prevalent by the sifting sand
underneath me, caused my back to arch and the depths of my pleasure to let out
a satisfied moan.

The sound of it was swallowed by his kiss,
which still attached itself to my lips with fervor. The taste of him completely
primed and intoxicated my body with a sense of euphoria that only Tyler could
provide, while the familiar and needed sensation of his hand on my breasts
continued to stoke the fire that was beginning to roar inside of my
womanliness.

I felt my pelvis thrust up toward him as
each of our hands continued to explore the other’s body, while a warm moisture
excreted from the apex of my legs.

 
After a few moments, Tyler moved his hands off
of my breasts, before he easily slid my legs down so he could slink his mouth
further down my body.

While his hands kneaded my side and
stomach in a way that caused the warmth I was already feeling to build to a
level where I forgot the entire world, his lips sealed my sexual fate by easing
their way against my soft skin in slow, wet bursts of erotic energy.

His lips moved off of my mouth slowly and
carefully eased its way down toward my neck, and then sprinkled themselves
against my chest.

The slightly lightheaded feeling that he
provided to me ran throughout the entirety of my body and made me want to laugh
out loud, just to release some of the pulsing energy that I felt.

Instead though, I focused on rubbing my
hands against his shoulders and his arms, taking great joy in feeling the right
ropes of muscles that spread throughout his entire body. Every inch of him
rippled fluidly, while his broad chest heaved with excitement and anticipation.

Tyler seemed tense, but that was only
because he was focusing on making this yet another exceedingly magnificent
experience.

It hadn’t quite occurred to me when Tyler
had taken off his shirt, but as my fingers got their fill of his luscious,
perfect body, I was so glad that he had. I needed this kind of access to him,
in order to feel the true sensation of the beauty that the two of us were
creating.

Simply feeling his taut body, seizing over
me and making me feel almost powerless to resist his charm, laid the foundation
for the essence of our lovemaking.

After all, I would have never agreed to
have sex, right here in the open on the beach, no matter what time of night it
was. But right now, with the calming sound of the waves crashing against the
shore and the cool sand easing its way around the very form of our bodies, I
wouldn’t want to be doing anything else in the world.

As long as I was with Tyler, I was happy.

When his wandering, protruding lips
finally made their way to the outskirts of my nipple, I did squeal out with a
sense of excitement, before I smiled at him and showed him the glimmer in my
eye when he looked up to see if I was all right.

He shot me a seductive simper before he
moved back, grasped a good hold on my side so that I could not wriggle out of
his grasp and carefully began to suckle on the swollen pink tip of my nipple,
making me once again writhe with excitement.

However, he kept his body weight on me, so
no matter how much I shuddered, I was unable to break the fluid sensation of
expounding excitement that he was easing onto me.

“Oh…Oh God…Yes…” I moaned, feeling a surge
of wetness continue to seep out from my womanliness, almost every time Tyler
continued with his slow, wonderful torture.

Eventually, my eyes closed, so that I
could focus on every touch more intently and I felt my heartrate begin to
increase, as well as my breathing.

By the time Tyler had broken away from the
first breast that his tongue seduced and began to ease his way down, to take my
second breast into his devilishly skillful mouth, each inhale I took was filled
with a small gasp.

I kept my eyes closed as my fingers
coursed over his large, encompassing back, while my nails dug lightly into his
skin on the way back up, causing red claw marks to appear behind them.

After a little more suckling and some
talented fondling, I felt his teeth clamp down on my breast, ever-so gently,
but just enough to cause me to yelp in a sensation of both excitement and pain.

However, when the next breath came, it was
accompanied by a laugh and a slight groan of pleasure which told Tyler he
hadn’t done anything that I wasn’t enjoying. With both of my nipples now
piercingly hard, he curved his lips around my breast once more, before pulling
away slowly and moving down my flattened stomach.

I giggled while I felt him begin to fiddle
with my shorts. Acting on instinct once again, I felt my legs snap closed, but
once he undid my pants, he backed up and took off his own shorts, before he put
his hands on either side of my legs and almost roughly parted them. He slid his
body between them, so that I had no other choice but to surround him.

Then he sneered at me, before beginning to
easily run his hands up and down my legs, which caused me to quiver and tense.

I wanted to laugh, but I resisted and just
focused on enjoying the moment. I groaned and writhed around in the sand,
feeling its coolness against my bare back and kicking up onto my chest.

I hardly noticed anything else at that
point, other than Tyler’s awful teasing.

He pulled his hands up until they reached
the cuffs of my shorts, just about the place where my wet, womanly sheath began
to get warm and tingle, before he would drag his hands back down and then start
the process all over again.

“Oh…” I groaned, tossing my head from side
to side, before sitting up and pressing myself against his exposed, hardening
manhood.

My body called out to him, wildly and
ravenously and all I wanted right now was to feel him filling my golden flesh
with his highly desirable, growing loins.

However, taking charge, he immediately
pushed me back down. He grabbed my legs and, before I could even fully realize
what he was doing, he grasped my shorts and underwear, tearing them off and
tossing them to the side.

When he began to position my body back to
surround his own, we were both completely naked. Our skin felt warm next to
each other and I was very excited that I was finally able to enjoy the reward
of having him close to me.

Even though I was carefully positioned
below him, I was able to see his hot bulging shaft, just before he pressed it
against my downy nest of curls.

The extreme heat that I felt radiate from
it, along with the moisture that I felt between my legs because of it caused me
to gasp, while my body once again flung itself toward him.

He chuckled, as though he could tell
exactly what I was thinking and so, he once again placed his hands against my
thighs, but instead of splitting my legs open, he kept them close to him while
he started to rub against me.

I gasped again, feeling the extraordinary
power behind his prods, before moaning at the intensity to which I wanted him
to make his move inside of me.

I wanted him and I needed him. There was
literally no other way to describe it. At that moment, I was completely sure if
his engorged flesh did not release the mountain of emotion that I held pent up
inside of me at that moment, I would surely explode.

I gasped, “Please…Tyler…I need you…” My
body pushed toward him again in a desperate manner, feeling the impression of
emotional overload continue to build.

He chuckled at me, but after only a few
more strokes, he grasped his manly rod in his hands and directed it perfectly
so that he was able to impale me with a force that caused me to yell out.

It seemed as though it was ages since he
had last taken me for himself and all of that sensitivity burst out of me in
his first drive.

I gasped as my fists clenched around sand
and dug against it desperately. After a few big handfuls, I actually began to
feel the moistness in the ground that was due to high tide, but that was not
any of my concern at the immediate moment.

The only thing that I cared about was the
ease in which Tyler was setting up his love tempo.

Expertly, Tyler would pull out of me and
then ease back into me, filling my womanliness completely and causing my breath
to pant in uneven gasps.

Soon enough, he grew faster, as I began to
hold on and move in a motion that helped the two of us find the right sensation
for one another. Back and forth, we continued to rock, while our hearts as well
as our pants began to thump together as one.

We were now both sweating and covered with
sand, but neither one of us seemed to notice. All we cared about in those
moments were one another and the ecstasy that we were being provided by our
partner.

When the climax finally came, Tyler took
it upon himself to quicken the beat of our tempo to a speed that would easily
cause him to fire off his rocket. Once we were ready, after a few long strides,
I felt the warm, erotic release coat the inside of my body, filling every
single crevice.

This release acted as a catalyst for my
own euphoria, because as he pulled out, I felt a quick sense of acceptance from
my own body. Immediately, I took over, propelling him in and out of me, taking
advantage of the extra lubrication, until finally, I was also rocketed into a
sense of pure euphoria.

I felt my back arch and I screamed as I
threw my head back, in order to get the full effect of the blinding, throbbing
moment of passion that washed over me.

In that moment, it was as though the world
was truly lost to me and I had transcended into a dreamlike state. My body and
literally everything else did not matter. All that mattered to me now was the
wonder that I was experiencing and the man that was allowing me to feel this
way.

“Oh God…Oh God…I love you Tyler…” I
exclaimed as I began to come out of the state of phenomenal bliss. My head was
still so far up in the clouds that I didn’t even realize that I had said
anything like that and apparently, he didn’t either, because my slip certainly
didn’t ruin the moment.

As I began to come back into my body from
the otherworldly experience, I felt my body continue to convulse around him and
I giggled.

Tyler looked back at me and smiled.

I wasn’t sure why, but at that moment, I
was assured that smile Tyler was giving me meant just a little bit more than
what he was letting on.

Maybe
he had heard me after all,
I thought with glee.

Chapter
46

Tyler

Once we were finished, I was finally able
to grab something to eat. I was absolutely starved, but since it was nearly
three in the morning, the only options we had in walking distance was a diner
or convenience stores.

It was a fairly shitty way to celebrate
freedom, but I would have made the same choice. Between fucking and food, if it
came right down to it and by the way that Ashley seemed to enjoy our time
together, I imagined she felt the same way.

So we decided to stay the night together
and see where the morning took us. It was too fucking late to try to get a ride
out of town and I was beat, between screwing and eating, especially after the
day we had, so I suggested we go back to the beach, hide under a lifeguard
stand and try to get some sleep under the stars.

Ashley smiled at me when I made the
suggestion, before she bumped herself solidly into me and said, “Sure. That
sounds like a lot of fun. Do you think we’ll get caught?”

“How the hell should I know? I have no
idea what kind of police they have out here.” When she looked worried though, I
added, “But really, what is the worst they are going to do, if they see us?
We’re just sleeping.”

She shrugged. “Yeah…I guess.”

“Besides, we’re not going to cause any
trouble. If they ask us to leave, we’ll leave, but we should probably get to
sleep soon, just in case.”

“What are we going to do after tonight?”
she asked as we made our way onto the pathway between the dunes.

The two of us had automatically put our
shoes in our hands and we were walking barefoot, hand in hand in the sand. If I
didn’t know better, I would say we had stepped right out of a fucking postcard.
I had never thought that I would ever be caught dead in a situation like this.