Chapter Thirteen

Sara felt something tug at her nipple. When she squinted her eyes open, the morning light bathed the room. She glanced down to see Grant sucking on her breasts. The breath whooshed out of her when she felt his fingers start to invade her cunt.

"There's my Little Sub. I've been waiting for you to wake up so we can play."

She reached out her hand and ran her fingers through his hair. He should have looked cute with his hair tousled from sleep. Instead, he looked a bit wild but always masculine.

A moan slipped from her mouth as he added another finger, stretching her and making shivers rush up and down her back.

She tried to roll to her back, but Grant prevented it, pulling her tighter against his chest.

"Don't move," he ordered. He lifted her top leg and set it over his thigh, opening her up for deeper strokes.

Grant wrapped his free arm under and around her so he was able to torment her breasts, pushing her desire higher.

"Goddamn, woman, you're so fucking wet. I can't wait to get my mouth on you."

She whimpered. "Please."

"I know. I'll get you taken care of," he said.

Sara felt him move around behind her. She was startled when she felt his fingers separate her butt cheeks.

She opened her mouth and then felt the head of his cock penetrate her cunt. The hand he had on her stomach tightened so she couldn't move. He wanted her in a certain position, and since it felt so good, she didn't fight it.

"That's a good girl. I'm going to stuff every inch of my cock into you. Have you ever had sex like this?"

She shook her head, but she was having trouble understanding everything he was saying.

He twisted his hips and pushed his hips forward while holding her tight, pushing his whole cock into her.

She screamed at the feeling she'd never experienced before. She'd had some discomfort when he'd taken her the first time, but from behind he felt even larger. It should have hurt her enough for her to want to stop, but instead, the slight discomfort ramped up her desire, making her cry out for more.

"That's a good girl. You like having my cock inside you?" he murmured.

She thought she nodded but wasn't sure. She felt her nerve endings sizzle as he slowly started to move in and out of her.

"More," she begged.

"Not yet."

Sara wanted to growl. She tried tightening her cunt around him, but that just made him laugh.

"I want to make sure you're close to going over," he told her.

"I would be if you went faster."

He snorted and continued his torment.

She reached behind her until she was able to reach his thigh and dig her nails in. She heard him hiss, but his cock jerked in her cunt, and he didn't stop. She tried to push her ass back against him, but he held her steady with a hand on her hip.

A coil of something close to agony was tightening inside of her. She felt like she would burst if he didn't do something.

"I feel it, Sweetheart. I'm going to roll you to your stomach, keep your legs together, and I'll give you what you need."

She was beyond reason at that moment but understood his words enough to do what he ordered.

He stayed inside of her. When she was in position, he plunged all the way into her and then, using his hips, pushed her to her stomach with him on top of her. He felt even larger this way, but she didn't care. He was driving her to insanity.

She pressed her hands flat against the mattress next to where he had his. She knew he was bracing most of his weight off of her, so he didn't crush her. His legs slid up her outer thighs.

She had no idea what he was going to do.

A startled scream burst from her as he started to fuck her in slow, hard thrusts. She raised her hips to get more, and he didn't disappoint. Grant started to move faster, pistoning in and out of her tight sheath. The band tightened inside of her and made her beg for release. She didn't think she could take another minute of this torment.

His hips smacked against her ass, driving his cock into her so deep it hit her cervix. She knew there was pain, but it was erotic pain. Something she'd read about but never experienced.

She wasn't prepared when the knot he'd built inside of her burst, throwing her into a vortex of color as she could hear her own heartbeat. Her body was tense as steel for a minute, and then she came down from the high. All the strength left her, making her wilt to the mattress.

She was vaguely aware he was gaining his own orgasm but was too numb to feel it.

He stayed braced above her, and his breathing rasped in and out. She thought she could feel his own heartbeat against her back but wasn't sure.

Sara flinched when he pulled out.

"I'm sorry, Sweetheart. Stay put. I'll be right back."

She must have dozed because within a second, her legs were being pried apart, and a cool towel washed the sweat and combined cum from her. She felt him move in behind her, and then he picked her up and laid her over his chest.

"How are you doing?" he asked.

She hummed and nodded.

He chuckled. "I think you liked it a little rough."

She tipped her head up and laid her chin on his chest so she could see his face. "Is that bad?"

"Absolutely not. You are fucking perfect. I can't wait to show you all the things we can do."

Although she was apprehensive, she was also excited to see what he had in store for her.

"Let's rest for a few minutes and then get up and shower. I need to get to the ranch soon."

"Can I make you breakfast?" she asked.

He grinned. "That would be great."

"How about you shower and dress while I make the meal? You can eat and be out of here sooner."

"As much as I'd like to stay in bed all day with you, I have to make sure everything is being handled."

"Your boss might get mad that you're gone so much," she said.

He stiffened for a moment. "There's something I need to tell..."

The dogs barking interrupted him. "I need to check on them. You can tell me later."

He sighed and nodded.

An hour later, she watched him drive away and then remembered he had something to tell her, but they had forgotten. She'd try to remember to ask him the next time she saw him.