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He waits a few seconds, making sure I’m going to remain quiet, and when I do, he gives my c**t another firm rub and says, “Good girl,” making me happier than any two words should.

“I think five s*gs should be enough, don’t you?”

I let out a soft whimper and shake my head yes under my dress.

“I can’t hear you, sweetheart.” He dances his fingers over my stinging a** cheek, sending a shiver of pleasure over me.

“Yes,” I moan, arching my hips for him.

“That’s my girl,” he says in that

deep, soothing voice of his that makes it impossible to have

dry panties around him. “Count them out for me.”

Without warning his strong hand comes down hard on my other a** cheek, making me let out a whimper and grip the stall door tighter.

“One,” I say, cursing the sound of my shaky voice.

one lands on my

The next other **cheek, sparking that already sore cheek back to life. “Two,” I whisper against my forearm.

My body tenses for the next smack, but instead of the sharp pain, I feel his fingers lightly graze my c**t, and the mix of pain and pleasure has me bucking against him and biting my forearm to keep from screaming out.

“Your little p**y’s so wet, baby,” he says, and I smile at how strained his voice sounds. At least I’m not the only one desperate to c**m.

He slides a long finger inside me, making me completely unprepared for the next hard. smack.

“Three,” I practically scream, working my hips against him and not caring one bit about how s**y this makes me. He keeps me right on the edge of pain and pleasure, and I’m loving every second of it.

Tears *k my eyes from my sore a** and when I give a soft sniffle, I feel his lips on my spine, kissing and licking his way down my back. He keeps fingering me in that slow, intoxicating rhythm, and I feel like I’m about to lose my d**n mind.

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“Two more, baby,” he murmurs against my skin, but they’re going to be harder than the others. I’m going to make you hurt, and then I’m going to give you more pleasure than you ever thought possible.” His tongue dances along my lower back, making me let out a soft moan. “I know my good girl can take it.”

And he’s right. I’ll happily take anything he wants to give me if it keeps his hands and mouth on me while he calls me his good girl. Still fingering me, he pulls back and smacks my a**so hard my knees buckle, and it’s only his hand on my p**y that’s keeping me upright.

“Four,” I whimper, feeling the tears stream down my

face.

The next s**k is in the exact same spot, and I let out a cry at the sharp blast of pain. “Five,” I s*b, my thighs shaking and my **stinging like a m**r.

He carefully pulls my dress over my head and hangs it over the stall, brushing my hair aside and running his calloused fingers across my tearstreaked cheek. “My sweet baby,” he murmurs in my ear, wrapping his free arm under me and cupping one of my***ts in his big hand. I let out a small moan when he slides his soaked fingers to my c**t and starts to rub me in tight, fast circles while pinching my nipple.

“Hank,” I whimper, not sure my body can take all these powerful sensations.

“I’m right here, baby. I’ve got you.”

He gives my earlobe a suck before kissing his way to the crook of my neck. When I start to c***m, he gives me a gentle bite and pinches my nipple so hard my eyes roll back in my head as everything goes dark. Pleasure and

in race through me, making it impossible to do anything except feel what he’s giving me. By the time he slows his fingers, I’m panting and gasping and I feel like all my muscles have turned to jelly. His strong arms are the only thing keeping me off the barn floor.

“Holy f**k,” I moan, making him laugh against my shoulder.

“That’s only the beginning, sweetheart,” he promises, giving me another kiss. “Are you ready for my c**k?” He moves his hand and replaces it with his thick c**k. I gasp at the feel of him sliding along my wet slit, hitting my sensitive c**t with each long stroke.

“Yes, g**d yes. Please f**k me,” I beg.

“Oh I plan on it, little girl, but I want to see your face when I slam into you and make you

mine.”

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He steps back and gently picks me up so we’re chest to chest with my legs and arms wrapped around him. His thick c**k is between us, and a shiver of excitement runs through me when I think about something so massive fitting inside me.

“Scared, little one?” he asks with that familiar s**y, wicked grin on his face.

1 smile and pull his cowboy hat off, letting it fall at our feet as I study is handsome face. “A little,” I admit, because I’d be insane not to be.

“Good.” He gives me a wink and lifts me up so the head of his c***k is pressed against my wet

slit.

“Don’t pull out,” I tell him, smiling even bigger at the heated look he gives me.

“Never,” he says with a groan and slides the head of his **k into me, tearing through my hymen with a sharp sting that has me hissing out a breath and biting my lower lip. His strong hands cup my sore ** slowly lowering me onto his c**k one thick inch at a time. His eyes never leave mine. He’s watching me with an intensity that’s as intimate as the feel of his c**k inside me. He lets out a deep groan when tears fall down my cheeks at the delicious pain of him spreading me wider than I’ve ever been. My p**y is clenched so tightly around him, and I’m guessing it’s only because of how unbelievably wet I am that he’s able to get inside me at all.

“F***k,” he groans when he’s buried inside me. “Your little p*y is so **g tight, baby.”

I run one hand down his arm, feeling his strong muscles dance beneath my fingers as he lifts me back up the length of his **k. Leaning closer, I run my tongue over his bottom lip and whisper, “**k me harder, baby. I need it rough.”

He lets out a growl and presses me up against the barn wall as he starts to f**k me in a hard, relentless rhythm that threatens to destroy my sanity. I slide my tongue into his mouth, needing to feel as close to him as possible. His fingers dig into my sore a**, and the feel of my nipples scraping against his hard chest is quickly pushing me to the breaking point.

I whimper and kiss him harder, knowing I’m only seconds away. His c***k is so f**g big and every thrust is hitting my ***t, and right when I start to c**m, I break our kiss and scream his name, completely delirious from pleasure overload. It courses through me, making my muscles tense and my toes curl as my p**y spasms against him. I cup the back of his head, nuzzling my face against his neck, breathing in the comforting, familiar scent of him as another ***m crashes over me..

“F**k,” he groans right as I feel him grow even bigger before shooting his hot load into me..

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His ** pulses with each shot, sending aftershocks of pleasure through me as my p**y milks him dry. Our sweaty bodies are locked together, each of us gasping for air as we slowly come back to reality. He kisses my cheek and lets out a deep laugh. “My g***d, baby, you drive

me crazy.”

I smile and rest my forehead against his, staring into his gorgeous green eyes. “You drive me crazy, too,” I say with a laugh. “I had no iden anything could feel so good.”

He gives me a wink when he slides out of me, his thick size making me wince. “You said you wanted it rough, beautiful.”

I moan at the memory. “I did, I want my p**y to always be sore from you f*g me.”

“Done” he says with a laugh. “Is that the only place you want to be sore?”

I shake my head no. Ever since feeling him slide his c***k along my a**le, I’ve been thinking about how good it would feel to have him in my a***. I feel my face redden at the idea of it. It seem so filthy, so naughty, but my whole body lights up thinking about it.

He cups my face, running over my reddened check. “Tell me what you want, baby,

and I’ll give it to you. There’s nothing you could

come up with that I haven’t already thought about doing to you.”

I take a deep breath and say, “I want you to ***k my a**

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