“Goddammit,Tripp.Harder.”
Penny was on her hands and knees before me, back arched as she tried to take my cock deeper.
Gripping her hips, I pulled them toward me as I surged forward, the crack of our bodies crashing together deafening in the small room.
A harsh cry split the air. Having memorized Penny’s repertoire of sounds, I knew that one was born from pleasure versus pain, so I kept going, grunting out, “Like that?”
“More,” she begged, breathless. “I want to feel you in my fucking throat.”
Jesus, my wife was a filthy slut. Never thought I’d enjoy that, but damn if my dick didn’t swell at her filthy words.
Her hot pussy rippled around my length, taunting me with dark promises of release each time I pounded into her.
“Fuck. I’m close.” Penny panted the words.
Thank God, because I was seconds away from exploding.
Pressing a palm between her shoulder blades, I forced her face-first into the pillows, deepening the angle. Her muffled groan sounded as my cock hit what I’d learned was her G-spot.
Bingo.
Holding her in that position, I slammed home, each thrust growing more punishing than the last. She’d asked me to fuck her harder, and that’s what she was going to get.
Beneath my fingertips, her body trembled, shaking as she drew closer to climax. Sweat ran into my eyes; my muscles pulled taut as I prayed she would find her release before I lost the tenuous grip I held on my self-control.
Her moans heightened in pitch, and in my desperation to throw her over the edge, I decided to take a chance. My dirty girl surprised me at every turn, and I wondered how she would react to me flipping the script.
Bringing my thumb to my mouth, I slicked it with my tongue before pressing it to her asshole, applying enough pressure to have it slip past the tight ring of muscle. Screaming, Penny seized beneath me, her walls clamping down on my cock. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I painted her insides.
Her legs gave out, and without warning, I slipped from her warmth, shivering at the sudden loss. Sprawled out on the mattress, her chest heaved as she tried to fill her lungs with air.
Spent, I collapsed beside her. Lying on my side, I threw an arm and leg over her sweaty, naked form.
Between broken inhales, she asked, “Where the hell did you learn that trick?”
For a split second, I worried that my gamble had backfired. “Um . . .”
When she turned her head, blonde hair obscured most of her face, but I caught a hint of a smile on her lips. “So fucking good.”
A relieved breath rushed past my lips.
Guess we were into ass play now. Noted.
Stretching, she whined, “I don’t want to get up.”
“Then don’t. If I notice any animals that need your attention, I’ll call. How’s that sound?”
“Like heaven.” She sighed, dragging the covers over her naked body and burrowing beneath them. Then her breathing evened out, indicating she’d fallen back to sleep.
As much as I would love to lie beside her all day, I didn’t need another reason to have my dad barking up my ass. The sun was already high in the sky when most days on the ranch began before dawn.
Not wanting to wake the sleeping beauty in my bed, I dressed quietly and stepped onto the porch in my socks, electing to pull my boots on outside.
Sucking in a lungful of fresh morning air, I began the trek to the barn.
I was in the tack room when I heard the familiar clopping of horseshoes against the concrete in the center aisle.
“Awfully late to be just gettin’ started on the day.” The gruff voice that spoke behind me had my spine straightening.
