Free A Rancher's Desire by Nikki Winter

right but I did. Havan and I had to watch her go from man to man, giving affection, claiming love but she never gave that to us.” Julian looked at her. “Do you know that one of her exes had a son that she would hold and rock to sleep at night? I was about seven or eight when I saw her doing it. I asked her why she wouldn’t do that for me and you know what she said?”
    Aiyanna shook her head.
    Julian snorted. “She said, ‘Because you look like him.’”
    She cupped her hands and rinsed his body before wrapping her arms around him and squeezing  tight and resting her head on his shoulder. Julian let out a deep breath and returned the embrace.
    She kissed his collar bone. “I’m sorry, baby.”
    “Not your fault,” he whispered.
    “I know, but I wish there was something I could do.” Aiyanna leaned back and ran her hands through his hair.
    Julian stared up into her eyes, wanting to ask her why she was still holding back from him; to demand that she finally let him into the one secret place she had but he didn’t.
    He simply kissed her nose and said, “You’d tell me if you weren’t happy right?”
    She gripped his face in her palms and kissed his lips once then again. “Have you ever known me not to be vocal?”
    Julian shook his head and she smirked, rocking on his lap. He clenched his teeth at the silky feel of her pussy gliding over his cock head.
    “Maybe I haven’t been vocal enough?” Aiyanna’s voice dropped, the tone sliding over  his skin like a caress and when she leaned in to tug his earlobe between her teeth, the muscles in his thighs jumped.
    “Is that it, Julian?” Her fingers raked through his scalp as her hips started a slow winding motion once again. “Do I not scream enough for you?”
    His heart stopped and started again. “Aiyanna—” He started through clenched teeth.
    She shook her head; droplets of steam glistening off the perfect shade of her skin, making her appear as if she were dusted in gold. “Shh. Tell me.” Her lips found his, tongue dipping between the seams to tangle with his. “Do you want me to scream louder?” Aiyanna’s hips came down, her pussy enveloping him in its warm, wet heat so quickly that it was all he could take before he lost it.
     

     
    One minute she was two seconds from coming, the next Julian had lifted her off his dick to turn her around. Her back to his chest, he made her straddle him before he was back inside of her. His hips came up, stealing the air from her lungs with that first violent thrust that rocked her forward. Aiyanna’s hands gripped the edge of the whirlpool, the water beginning to make waves around them as their flesh met again and again.
    Julian’s grip on her waist tightened as he bounced her on his cock. The friction of him stretching her inner walls as the head of his shaft found her g-spot made her cry out.
    Julian nipped her shoulder, one arm wrapping just underneath her breasts to hold her tighter to him as the other hand came up to tug and pinch her nipples.
    “I don’t hear you screaming, Hermosa.”
    Jesus, his voice rumbled in her ear and butterflies danced her stomach.
    “Maybe I should stop, hmm?” His thrusts slowed then came to a halt.
    “Julian!”
    He chuckled behind her then started again. “Ah, there it is.” Easing them both into a position where they were on their knees he rode her harder.
    “Oh...God...Julian...” She let go of the edge with one hand, bringing it up to wrap around the back of his neck and hold him tighter to her. His long, forceful strokes had stopped, turning into short sharp ones that made tears crest on her lashes. “Oh God...Oh God...Oh God...”
    “Louder, Hermosa,” Julian growled and her back arched as she pushed into him, teetering on the cliff of a cataclysmic explosion.
    When one palm came down on her ass in a firm tap, the pleasurable sting spread from where his hand had connected and zinged straight to her clit. Aiyanna’s screams were loud enough to leave