Kayla & the Rancher, Paige Tyler [story read aloud TXT] 📗

time, and she let out a startled, “ooooh!”, dancing from one foot to the other.

His mouth quirked. “Too hard?” he asked.

Kayla shook her head and gripped the edge of the hay bale, waiting for strap to smack her again. This time, the leather licked the tender area right below the curve of her cheek, and she moaned as she felt herself getting wetter.

Another spank followed, then another and another, until she was sure that her bottom was glowing with color.

Abruptly, the spanking stopped, and she glanced over her shoulder to see

Cord undoing the buttons on his pants. With a seductive little giggle, she pushed herself upright and dashed past him toward the barn door. Behind

her, she heard Cord’s deep-throated chuckle as he ran after her.

Exhilarated from the spanking she’d just received, Kayla picked up her skirts and hurried up to the house. She had just pushed open the door and stepped inside when she felt strong arms wrap around her waist from behind. She

laughed delightedly as Cord spun her around in his arms and kissed her.

Then with a groan, he swung her up in his arms as if she weighed nothing

and carried her upstairs to their room.

Setting her down on her feet beside the bed, Cord took a moment to study his bride. With her face flushed, her eyes bright, and her lips full from his kisses, she was even more lovely, he thought.

“Did I tell you how beautiful you look in this dress?” he asked, his voice husky.

She smiled. “Yes, but I like hearing you say it anyway.”

He grinned. “And did I also tell you that from the moment I saw you in it that I couldn’t wait to take it off you?”

She blushed, but said nothing, not trusting herself to speak.

“Turn around,” he commanded softly.

Kayla did as he bid, and a moment later, she felt him undoing the tiny buttons on the back of her dress. He gently pushed the dress off her shoulders and down her arms, then over her hips until it was an embroidered pool of fabric at her feet. Clad only in her chemise and petticoat, she turned to face him.

She held her breath, waiting for Cord to undo the laces of her chemise, and was surprised when he reached up to take the pins from her hair instead. The glossy tresses fell to her waist in thick waves, and as they cascaded down her back, he slid his hands in her hair and covered her mouth with his own.

She lifted her arms and hooked them around his neck, melting against him,

and she was breathless when he finally lifted his head. He did reach for the laces on her chemise then, and she was surprised to see that his hands were trembling a little. With the laces undone, he gently pushed the material off her shoulders, and then caught his breath as he gazed down at her bare breasts.

“You’re so beautiful,” he told her hoarsely, carefully cupping each rounded sphere in both of his hands.

Kayla gasped as he brushed one turgid peak with his thumb, only to let out a soft moan when he bent his head to take the other nipple in his mouth.

Clutching his shoulders, she arched her back, offering herself to him. Happy to oblige, Cord swirled his tongue around her nipple, all the while gently massaging her other breast with his hand. She moaned again.

“Cord,” she breathed, when he lifted his head to gaze down at her a few

moments later. “I never imagined that making love would feel this good.”

He gave her a throaty chuckle, his eyes dancing. “And that’s just the

beginning, sweetheart.”

And it was.

As he spoke, he undid the button on the back of her petticoat. It fell to the floor on top of her dress, leaving her completely naked.

Kayla felt herself blush right down to her toes under his heated gaze, and she would have looked away had Cord not lifted her chin when she tried to do so.

Then, holding her gaze with his own, he slowly began to undress.

She watched, almost breathless with anticipation, as he first loosened the tie around his neck, and then undid the buttons of his shirt. The material parted to reveal tanned skin and a muscular torso, and even though Kayla had seen Cord without his shirt before, the sight of his bare chest had no less of an effect on her, and she caught her breath. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but knew she could never be so bold, and so instead, she watched,

transfixed, as his hands went to his belt.

She wet her lips, unaware how arousing the unconscious gesture was, and

then caught her breath as he pushed down his trousers to reveal his

manhood. She had never seen a naked man before, especially one so well

built, and she stared at his hard length in fascination.

Suddenly realizing that she was openly staring at him, she blushed and

looked away, but before she could even think what to do next, Cord swept her up in his arms and kissed her. Bare skin touched bare skin from head to toe, but al she could seem to concentrate on was his hard length as it pressed insistently against her hip.

Then Cord was gently lowering her to the bed, and she couldn’t think about anything at all, except how good it all felt.

Cord trailed kisses down her neck and over her breasts, paying special

attention to her hardened nipples before moving lower. Kayla moaned with

pleasure as his mouth found that secret place between her thighs, and then moaned again when she felt his tongue gently dip into her folds and swirl

around the sensitive nub he found there.

“Cord...” she breathed, her fingers threading into his hair as pleasure coursed through her.

But what he was doing felt almost too good, she thought. So much so that

she wasn’t sure