“That a threat?”
Her hand retreated into the warm cocoon of his coat. “No,” she sounded content. “More of a warning.”
He smiled. The woman did like a challenge. “I’ll take note.”
He wrapped the reigns around the saddle horn. Elizabeth looked at him askance as he slid his hands inside the side slits of the duster.
“My hands are cold,” he explained.
His fingers climbed the ladder of buttons on the front of her shirt. When he reached the top, he started working backward, slipping buttons from their holes as he went.
“And my cock is hard,” he added as he undid the fifth one.
She didn’t move. He wasn’t sure if she was horrified or intrigued until he felt her little hands working the buttons on his fly.
“We can’t have that,” she murmured as she freed him from his pants.
Her hard nipples grazed the side of his hand as he spread her shirt. She gasped at the slight contact.
“Sore?” he asked, rubbing them with his thumbs through her camisole.
She shook her head. “Sensitive.”
“How sensitive?” He scraped one with his thumbnail. She jerked against him, her grip on his cock tightening to near pain. The move left her listing slightly to one side. He repeated the move on the other nipple, purely in the interest of straightening her up.
“Very, very sensitive,” she gasped as she lurched against him.
He noticed she didn’t pull away.
“Good.” He bent down until his lips rested near her ear. “And how about your pussy? Is that sensitive too?”
She pressed her head against his chest. Her answer was just a breath of sound.
“Yes.”
“I came in you twice today. Buried my cock deep in your sweet pussy and pumped you full of my seed.”
“I could feel it.”
“When?”
“All day.”
“Did you stay wet?”
“Yes.”
“Did you like it?”
This time, there was a pause. “Yes and no.”
He squeezed her nipples, keeping the pressure steady, knowing she liked it, from the way she threw her head back and pumped his cock. “Explain.”
“I liked the way I felt, knowing what we’d done, but every time it leaked out…”
He pinched sharply. “It?”
She squirmed and gasped, “Your seed. Every time your seed leaked out, I would ache.”
“Where?”
She hesitated and he pinched again. “My clit. My clit would ache.”
“You wanted me to fuck you again.”
“Yes.”
He began the milking motion she liked, drawing her nipple up and out before sliding back to start anew.
“You wanted my cock coming hard and high in your pussy, and you couldn’t have what you wanted because we were in public.”
She ground her forehead against his chest while her hands frantically jacked off his cock. “Yes.”
He released her nipples, ignoring her moue of protest. “I’ll have to check this out.”
He gathered her skirt up around her waist. Her pantaloons were in the way, so he simply grabbed and tore. The cotton ripped in two. He angled his hand so his fingers could graze the top of her pussy.
“No lie, your little clit is all hard and hungry. Wet.”
He traced the throbbing head with his finger, gathering the moisture there. He brought his hand up in front of her face. “Is this my come that’s got you all excited?”
She looked at him helplessly. “I don’t know.”
“Open your mouth.”
She did, taking his finger inside, licking it clean.
“Well?”
“Yes. That’s your come.”
“Do you want more?”
“Yes.”
“Where?”
“In my pussy. Please.”
“How much?”
“Until I can’t take anymore.”
He smiled. “Good answer.” He moved his hand to the small of her back. “Tilt back and put your legs around my waist.”
Shock had her gaze flying to his. “On horseback?”
“Oh, yeah”
She teetered as she got her legs around his hips. He caught a hand under her left hip and held her steady.
“You’re going to have to get used to that. “
“What?”
“No control.” He sank his fingers into the soft flesh of her buttock.
“Why?” She didn’t look upset by the possibility. Just curious.
“Because for the next hour, you’re not going to have any.” He lifted her hips, and aligned his cock with the opening to her pussy. He let her drop, catching her hands in his to prevent her mitigating his possession. Her flesh grabbed and pulled at his cock as he forged a path deep into her hot pussy.
She groaned and threw her head back. Her torso jerked. Her teeth sank into her lip. Her pussy accepted another inch. He pulled her hands behind her back, anchoring them with one of his as he kneed Shameless into a trot.
Shameless had a canter as smooth as butter, but his trot could jar the teeth from his rider. A fact Asa intended to take full advantage of.
The first lurch had Elizabeth landing against his chest. Her eyes flew wide on the second as she bounced on his cock, and he slammed home. Her small scream was a mixture of high pleasure and uncertainty.
“That’s right,” he groaned as her pussy grabbed at his cock, the muscles clenching and releasing as they struggled to adjust. Another jarring step and she bounced up, the dragging pull of her tissues along his sensitive length as she was wrenched off the thick stalk of his cock had a firestorm of sensation burning through his groin. When she sheathed him again, coming down hard on his thighs, it was only a minor relief. He needed more. On Shamless’ next step, he lifted her with the motion of the horse, and then released her. She came down hard, his cock driving up into her wet flesh in a ruthless pursuit of pleasure. His groan covered her gasp as her pussy slammed against his thighs.