Total pages in book: 248
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
“Is that what you were thinking about when we rode out here? Hm? Riding Daddy?”
My face burned from the embarrassment. Yet he was correct. It wasn’t the only thought but it was one of them. “I doubt I could get into a position where that will work.”
“Another challenge.”
“You are so misunderstanding me.”
Callum adjusted me against the log and spanked me harder than before.
“Am I?”
“You think this is funny, Daddy.”
“Oh, babygirl. You have no idea. You toss me a challenge, I’m going to respond,” he said, delivering several hard slaps. “You should at least know that by now.”
I whimpered. “My butt is toasty. You don’t need to keep going.”
“Now you’re telling Daddy what to do? So bold.”
But I could tell from his tone that he was amused. Tossing sass at him wouldn’t deter him. I was pretty sure nothing would. Targeting my sit-spots would have hurt if it was a punishment, instead my arousal that hadn’t really faded roared through me like he’d lit a match. Was there anything this man could do that wouldn’t turn me on? Probably but I didn’t have to think about it anymore because I came again. “Oh! Oh, oh my god.”
“Well I guess you proved yourself right. You can come from just spanking.”
“We can try to have sex. Okay?” I said gulping air. My entire body relaxed, as if the pleasure rolling through me finally released the last bit of tension.
“Two good orgasms and one red bottom and suddenly you’re soft and compliant,” he announced like he’d figured out the ratio.
“We will agree to disagree on your methods. Otherwise you’ll do this every time.” Callum freed my hands, rotating my wrists to bring the circulation back.
“Disagree? You’re hysterical, baby. Pretending you aren’t half dressed and dripping down your thighs from multiple orgasms.”
I turned around carefully, sitting down gingerly and looking at him. “Okay, you’re right as usual. Ouch. I take that back. My ass doesn’t think you’re right.”
“Aren’t you cute? I didn’t anticipate having sex out here. No condoms.”
“I’m not on anything, I haven’t needed to be,” I admitted casually though it felt much bigger.
“I told you I’m not going anywhere, Quinn,” he said, pulling me to stand then immediately bending me over the log again.
My hands found purchase on the rough wood and Callum unzipped his jeans as if his statement was about our dinner plans rather than our life. And yet it wasn’t scary to think about more with him. Not when we’d already been through so much the past few weeks.
“Do you think we’re traumatizing the horses?”
“I promise you, babygirl, our horses are the last thing on my mind right now.”
I opened my mouth to say something equally funny, but he slid himself into me without preamble and I lost the ability to think. We had sex often, at least often for me, but the way he stroked my nerves never failed to bring me pleasure. He increased the speed of his hips and it was enough to force the log forward.
“Daddy, the log!”
“I’ve got you, Quinn.”
Callum, without missing a beat, wrapped my legs around his waist. It placed me at a very unusual angle, my fingers barely grazing the log as I tried to hold on. His cock went deeper, hitting places I didn’t think he’d ever reached before. Suddenly I was overcome. Every nerve screamed in pleasure as he thrust. Clenching around him, I hit a powerful peak. He followed with his own release, coming inside me. I hadn’t anticipated what it would feel like. Somehow I felt even more connected to him as if that was possible. Like any last string of uncertainty unraveled as he claimed me. I was his girl. Utterly and completely his.
“You screaming for me is my new favorite sound.”
“You’re really strong. I’m so impressed. The entire log moved!”
“The alternative was watching you go into the creek, sweetheart. I think Glimmer would take offense to that,” he said breathlessly.
Callum slowly withdrew from my pussy, fixing my clothes and then his own. I hugged him tightly. “Next time we stay on the ground. No more acrobatics.”
“It was quite impressive. Oh, baby. Your poor hands are scraped up.” He turned over each of my palms, kissing each one as if apologizing for the wounds.
“Worth it. So very worth it. I promise.”
We laid out on the blanket as the sun dipped lower in the sky. I listened to the steady sound of his heart beating underneath my head as I cuddled into his chest. Callum soothed me without even saying a word. I could stay here forever lying on him while he played with my hair.
I stared up through the tree canopy as the sky turned golden around the edges. I thought about the plot he’d bought for me next to Nana and Tuts. The deeper meaning in a simple gesture. Callum ensured I was taken care of even if he wasn’t here. I didn’t want to think about the possibility of losing him first but he kept reassuring me that he was staying. Forever.