Branded (29 page)

While he hadn’t planned it, seeing
how she reacted had him pulling his finger from her pussy. After
sucking it clean, he kissed her and went to work putting the second
tub on and twisting it nine full times. He wanted her nipples to be
even and it meant ensuring he turned the device the same
amount.

Taking in the beauty of her chest
and looking through the clear tubes at her flesh being pulled, he
grinned big.

“Your nipples are stretched and
look sensitive,” he told her with a big dose of joy. Seeing them
turned him into the kid in a candy shop. He was surrounded by
nothing except goodies and treats.

Quickly he decided he wanted more
and stepped back to the storage chest. After a few seconds, he
found what he wanted—a similar tube to those on her nipples, but
thinner.

Carrying it back to where she
fought to catch a steady breath, he kneeled down and licked her
somewhat erect nub. Using his fingers, he fully uncovered the
bundle and sucked even harder. He batted at her clit with his
tongue, tugged on it with his teeth, then picked up the tube
twister. Placing it over the excited flesh, he made a few rotations
and watched as her nub was pulled in by the suction
effect.

Her groan was delightful to hear
and, once he took his hand away from holding her opened, he dipped
two fingers inside her pussy. Molly was quivering and dripping, but
he wanted to see firsthand what happened when he twisted the screw.
He twisted the top on the clit tube a few more times and she broke
apart.

The orgasms she was experiencing
weren’t like the monumental one she’d had while they’d made love in
his bed. These were beautiful bursts of erotic energy.

With one and a half more twists,
putting her closer to the edge again, Jon stood up and turned each
plastic screw, pulling her nipples further into the tubes. With
five rotations, he looked at her closely and told her what he
believed was happening to her.

“You’re close to breaking again,
aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she moaned but kept her
eyes, small slits as they were, on him.

“Do you want to come?”

“No, not yet. I like it here,
hanging by a thread and surrounded by erotic naughtiness,” Molly
whispered with the aura of pleasure surrounding every word. To
reward her honesty, he reached down and gave the tube on her clit a
couple more twists. Her entire body quivered with need and he got
off on every shake. The need to take his own calming breath had him
pulling back and going to the table behind her.

Tugging on his rock hard cock, he
squeezed it and mentally talked himself down from coming. Usually
he would last much longer before the need to come overtook him, but
she was unlike any woman he’d been with before. She took him to new
places, radiating with desire, and he never wanted to
leave.

It took a few minutes to calm down
and think of where he wanted to go next with their passion. With a
plan in mind, he exhaled and came back around.

“Ready?” he asked and already knew
her answer.

“For anything you give me,” she
told him with a small smile.

With a nod, he kneeled in front of
her and rolled the thick rubber ring off the tube end until it
firmly surrounded her clit.

Releasing her bundle from the tube,
he leaned back and enjoyed the sight. Turned on by the bundle
standing strong like a tiny erect cock with a ring, he ran his
thumb over the protrusion. Her sharp, inhaled gasp had him looking
up at her face and he found her staring down at him.

Leaning over, he sucked her clit
into his mouth and closed his teeth over it. Tugging gently, her
hips bumped against his face. Figuring she was close to breaking,
he stood up.

“Almost there, flower. Soon we’ll
fuck, but first…” he stopped talking as he gave a few more twists
to the tubes covering her nipples until she stared at him with
widened eyes and mouth. “I won’t deny your need to come, but if you
hang on I promise you’ll be rewarded with a glorious
climax.”

It was a big promise, but she was
responsive and her body and mind were almost there. Jon had a
strong feeling she was going to explode if she waited until he came
inside her pussy.

With her nod, he carefully released
the screws and removed the tubes from her breasts.

“Beautiful! Your nipples are
stunning, Molly. Simply stunning,” he told her as his fingers
twirled the erect tips. They were big to start with, but the
vacuuming made the fleshy points puff up and stand out more than
half an inch.

Her groan brought his head up and
he saw need mark her face.

“Please, please fuck me, Jon. I
need you and your large prick inside me. Thrusting. Thrusting hard,
hard and fast until I come. Please, stud. Please make me scream.”
She talked as fast as she could while panting.

“Stud?” A nickname he hadn’t
expected, but if she saw him as a stud, fine. He’d play one and
pleasure her again and again.

“Yes, yes, stud. You’re a
magnificent stud here to help me come.”

“With pleasure,” he told her and
reached for the condom he’d put on the table. Standing back, he
rolled on the rubber while looking at every inch of her body. “Can
you see your nipples and how far they stand out? It is a sexy look
on you. Maybe next time you can go without a bra we’ll plump them
up, leaving them to push against whatever top you’re wearing. It’s
a look I’d like to see on you.”

“Oh, man, take me, Jon. Please! I
need to come badly,” she confessed. “I’m begging you.”

“Shhh,” he tried to calm her down
and he moved until he was flush against her body. “I’ve got you,
flower.”

Slowly, and with as much care as he
could muster, he placed a bit of his cock inside her entrance.
Bending a little, he put his hands under her knees and lifted her
until they could wrap around his waist. Not wishing to hurt her, he
wanted to control the depths his rod went.

Molly muttered again and tried to
go faster, but he wanted to savor the moment. She was slick with
perspiration, hot to the touch, and yet he knew she wasn’t sick.
No, his woman was full of passion and need, and he was the one to
release her pleasure.

“Here we go,” he told her as he
slowly fed his cock inside her pussy. Earlier had been a bit rough
for her; his rod was wide although average in length. Jon would do
nothing to cause her pain.

He watched her face for any signs
of discomfort. Nothing happened and he carried on with what he was
doing. Once he was buried, he pulled out about halfway and pushed
his cock back in until his balls rested against her ass.

“You all right?”

“Please,” she whispered and tried
to bump her hips against his, but couldn’t move.

He assumed she was okay and pulled
out before pushing his hard-on back into her wet heat. Jon tried to
stay focused on moving smoothly in and out of her pussy, but
struggled. He wanted to go wild and fuck her at will, but was
cognizant of her body not being familiar with anything invading her
sweet pussy.

He had the best of intentions, but
they soon fluttered to the wind when he bent over to suck a nipple
into his mouth. She screamed, crying yes over and over again, and
he plunged hard. Molly cried out again and started to come while he
pushed into her pulsating channel and tried to pull back
out.

“Stud,” she called and, with her
eyes on his, stopped fighting his possession. To him, it was a
beautiful moment and he never wanted it to end, but it had to.
Without any warning, her sweet cunt squeezed his rod one too many
times and his seed burst out.

Eventually he was able to rest his
forehead against hers as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
While he tried to catch his breath, he enjoyed the pulsing beat his
cock gave to each pounding beat her pussy offered. They were meant
to be together and their bodies were ensuring he knew this to be
true.

“Will you stay with me?” he asked
while holding her body pressed to the pole.

“Yes, always,” she told him and
sighed.

“What’s wrong?”

“I want to hold you close, but I
like being held secure for your pleasure.”

“I’ll tie you up whenever you
want,” he said and pulled back to release her arms. They’d been
above her head long enough and he didn’t want her to ever feel
pain.

“Promise?” Her arms dropped around
his neck and joined her legs, which continued to hold him at the
waist.

“Promise,” Jon told her and held
her close. They were going to have a great future together. He
simply knew it, then she surprised him by locking them together
with the strongest words he’d ever heard.

“I love you, Jon. With my heart,
mind, and body, I love you.”

“And I love you, Molly. Those have
been my feelings since you appeared and struck me
silent.”

“Well, you’re talking now and I
like what you’re saying.”

“Then I’ll keep telling you how
much I love you,” he told her and followed it with a kiss. They
were going to make quite a couple, kinky and all. “I need to have a
brand made for you.”

“A what? A brand? Okay, I love you,
but after the tattoo mistake, there is no way I’m getting a brand.
Besides, it sounds almost barbaric.” She pressed her chest against
him and swayed back and forth, causing her nipples to brush against
him.

“Not the type of brand I’m talking
about and it won’t be a mistake, you’ll see.” Jon soothed her
nerves and considered what he wanted on the brand. He didn’t own a
ranch, but she was his woman and he wanted to claim her to seal
their connection. He’d call Court tomorrow and get the name of the
guy they’d used for Sunny’s brand.

He couldn’t wait to put it in her
and see her wearing it. Thinking about watching her roll it in her
hand, his cock started to grow hard.

“Again?” Molly giggled when she
noticed his rod stretching out.

“We can wait,” he offered, but yes,
he wanted her again and would continue to want to bury himself in
her body.

“I’m ready,” she whispered and he
laughed.

“We’re a good match.”

“Yes we are, now take me, stud.
Play with my nipples and fuck me hard,” she told him as she used
her hands to hold her breasts out for him.

Licking the large tips, he praised
whoever he needed to thank for bringing her into his
life.

Molly woke slowly as her body
screamed—unique aches and pains made themselves known. Rolling over
to her side, she groaned as the covers touched her raw nipples. She
smiled and replayed her time spent with Jon. The man was a
delightful lover who left her feeling cherished and
satisfied.

She was very satisfied, although
she wouldn’t say no to another round if he offered. That was a
given.

Rolling onto her stomach, she held
back the moan and instead embraced feeling his mark on her. She was
sure he’d enjoyed playing with her breasts, because he couldn’t
leave them alone. Good, because she’d been thrilled having them at
the center of his attention.

Opening her eyes, she started to
take in his bedroom in daylight but was caught by the view. There
were trees highlighted by a bright blue sky. What she was looking
was probably beautiful, only her attention focused on the top of
the teepee. The crisp, white point with pieces of wood poking out
was all she could see and she wanted more of what happened in
there.

Memories of their night beneath the
white canvas pulsed through her as if she were in the midst of the
passion all over again. Her pussy picked up pace as her nipples
tightened. Remembering how he’d used a device to make them both
stick out even further than they ever had been before, and another
on her clit, left her panting. She needed his fingers to touch her,
stroking the excited flesh to stronger points. The idea of his
mouth covering a nipple and suckling, teasing it with his tongue or
gnawing with his teeth had her groaning with need.

Maybe he’ll clamp them next time,
or my nub, she thought as she lazily watched the wind rustle
through the trees. Molly pressed her chest into the mattress and
wondered if the nipples were poking holes in it. Her world was
centered on her breasts and wanting Jon. No, she needed his touch
then she could face the day.

Looking to see if he was sleeping
or waiting for her to come to him, she instead found an empty
pillow. Playing with him was not in the cards. It was a hard dose
of reality, but she had to believe she would have him later. For
the time being, that was enough to hold her passionate needs at
bay.

Breathing deeply, she realized not
only was she on her own, but by herself in his bed. Sitting up, she
leaned against the headboard and pulled the blanket up to her chin.
Comfortable and relaxed, she looked her fill. This was her chance
to unearth more about him, the man she loved and was
discovering.

There wasn’t that much to see, but
what she saw was interesting, unique.

The bed she knew from last night.
Big and made with tree trunks and branches, Molly liked how
imposing and yet beautiful it was. In it, she felt as though she
slept amongst the trees, and that gave her a sense of peace. What
happened beneath the shearing blanket was something different, but
it had left her with joy and couldn’t wait for more.