Free Impact by Cassandra Carr Page A

tongue, lips and teeth. He was relentless, nipping and licking and sucking with gusto while she writhed on him like a cat. Just when she was sure she couldn’t take it anymore, he released her nipple with an audible pop.
    “Turn around, baby, and sink onto my cock. I want you to ride me so I can watch your ass. Put your hands on my ankles and lean down so I can see my dick goin’ in and out of your pussy too.”
    She did as instructed after rolling a condom down his length. Lining up her slit with his erection, she began to descend onto it slowly. He must’ve gotten impatient because he planted his feet and thrust upward, his cock stretching her as he went impossibly deep. She gasped as her pussy contracted in response and he groaned, thrusting again before settling down. “Ride me,” he ordered, and the tone of his voice told her he was hanging onto his control by the smallest of margins.
    Dropping her head in between his knees, she rocked back and forth on his erection. “Oh yeah, Jess, that’s it, fuck me,” he ground out through clenched teeth. She tightened her muscles around him and he thrust upward. “So fuckin’ tight…” She leaned down more so her clit was scraping against him with each pass. The action sent jolts of pleasure to the little bundle of nerves and she cried out. “Jessie girl, you don’t have permission to come.”
    She whimpered, unable to believe she’d gotten so desperate she was actually whimpering, but feeling as though if she didn’t get relief soon she was going to lose her mind. His penis slid over super-sensitized tissues inside her channel and she moaned. She felt a sharp slap to her ass and yelped. “You hear me, Jess? You don’t come without permission. If you do I’ll punish you.” He spanked her again, hard, with the flat of his hand, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out. The action was effective, though, and cooled her down, as he’d obviously intended. “Come up here and put your hands behind your back.” She did and he gathered them, forcing her upright as he held them in place at the small of her back. The new position didn’t allow for the clit stimulation, which she suspected he knew. She wanted to curse him, but in the back of her mind she knew she’d asked for this, she knew she craved this.
    Another hard spank landed. “Move.” She realized she’d been all but sitting on his cock while he did all the work. She began to rock again and he spanked her several more times. “Don’t make me tell you again, Jessie girl, or the punishment will be a real one, not a few slaps with my hand.”
    Her traitorous pussy gushed with more of her juices at the thought of being at his mercy while he took a flogger or a crop to her bare ass. She’d long since moved past feeling ashamed about what her body wanted—she’d accepted it and made peace with herself. Now she had to find a man who was willing to give it to her. If he was wrapped up in a six-foot-four, coal-black haired cowboy, all the better.
    Conner pounded into her, nearly dislodging her from on top of his body. He removed one hand from holding hers behind her to hold on to her hip. She was sure she’d have a handprint there tomorrow to mark where he was gripping her, but the thought filled her with a strange sense of excitement—almost as if Conner was leaving his mark on her. With another thrust, he roared and came.
    She continued to rock but gentled her movements as his orgasm died down. Her pussy was on fire and she wanted to touch her clit in the worst way. She knew it wouldn’t be hard to get her off, but she figured Conner was testing her and there was no way she was going to disappoint him. If it meant she went to bed tonight sexually frustrated she’d have to deal with it.
    He let her wrists go and pulled her off him, depositing her on the bed. Rising, he then padded naked into the bathroom. After that, he pulled the covers up around both of them. “Now you can sleep.” Leaning over, he