Free Wildcat by Cheyenne McCray

said, “Would you like to fuck me from behind?”
    Jarrod roared and slid his legs over the side of the bed, trying to grab her with his free hand. The cuffs slid along the rail, and held fast, keeping Jarrod only inches from reaching Catie.
    She taunted him as she looked over her shoulder and gave him that sexy smile. “Yeah, that’s it.”
    He yanked so hard against the restraints that the bed moved a good six inches.
    Catie gasped as Jarrod hooked his free arm around her waist and pulled her ass tight against his throbbing cock. “You need to be punished, woman.”
    “I have been a bad girl.” She bent even lower, rubbing her ass against him. “So what are you going to do about it?”
    “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.” Jarrod stepped back against the bed, dragging Catie with him. In a quick motion, he flipped her around. She squealed as she found herself sprawled on the bed, her ass sticking up in the air. It was a tricky maneuver, considering he was handcuffed to the rail, and it didn’t leave a lot of room for error. But he was a man bent on fucking his woman.
    He guided his cock into her wet folds, nudging her legs farther apart. The walls of her core gripped him tight and he damn near came right then and there.
    She moaned as he sank deep inside her pussy. Gripping the bed sheet in her hands, she pressed her ass back against him. “I’ve been a real bad girl. I think you’d better take that into consideration.”
    The cuff yanked against Jarrod’s wrist as he powered his cock within Catie’s slick depths. Her passionate cries added even more fuel to his frenzied thrusts.
    He didn’t have much more time before he came. This woman drove him crazy, made him so damn hot with lust he couldn’t think straight. As he pumped in and out of her pussy, he reached around her hips and stroked her clit.
    That was all it took. She screamed into the bed sheet, her body tensing against him, the muscles of her core clenching his cock. Jarrod bit back a shout as he came. His dick throbbed and pulsed as he collapsed against her backside, doing his best to keep his weight off her.
    “Mmmm.” Catie sighed, enjoying the feel of Jarrod’s muscled body pressed along her length. She wiggled her hips and was rewarded by the feel of his cock hardening inside her. “What’s for breakfast?”
    Jarrod chuckled and pressed his lips to her hair. “Depends on whether or not you unlock this cuff.”
    “And if I say no?”
    “Then I keep you right here where I’ve got you.”
    “That’s not so bad.” She shimmied her hips again. “I kinda like it.”
    “Uh-huh.” The cuff rattled against the bedpost as he shifted. “I’m getting a cramp here.”
    “Ahhh, poor baby.” Catie tried to move out from under Jarrod’s weight, but he had her pinned tight to the mattress. “Okay. Let me go and I’ll get the key.”
    “How do I know I can trust you?” Jarrod withdrew his cock from her core and eased his weight to the side, but still kept his free arm around her waist. “After all, you are a real bad girl.”
    “Well next time you can spank me.” Her remark was flippant, but in the next second Jarrod smacked her ass with the flat of his hand. “Ow!” Surprise shot through Catie. His hand was so large compared to her butt that both cheeks stung, yet at the same time her pussy flooded with moisture.
    “If you’re bad, that’s what you can expect.” He nuzzled her nape, his breath warm across her shoulder blades.
    Catie moaned. “Don’t forget. This bad girl always gets her revenge.”
    “I’m counting on it, little wildcat.” Low laughter rumbled through Jarrod’s chest. “I’m counting on it.”
     
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    Jarrod asked Catie to spend all of Sunday with him, but she insisted she had to get home and take care of her share of chores around the ranch. He had a feeling, though, that it had more to do with her fear of getting too close to him. Even after all that they had shared