Billionaire Romance: Strike to the Heart (New Adult College Second Chance Age Play Older Man Younger Woman Romance) (Contemporary BBW BDSM Wealthy Rich Alpha Male Hero Short Stories) (16 page)

I slid my lips to his neck to suck and nibble my way up to his ear where I ran my tongue along the cusp. Dayton gripped my bottom in his hands tight and he moaned when I pulled his ear lobe between my teeth. His hands briefly loosened their grip on me before he smacked the full rounds and gripped me in his hands again. My hands slid underneath his polo shirt so I could push it off of him and they roamed every hard defined muscle of his chest, arms, back, and abdomen. Working on the ranch was definitely good for him. Dayton’s hands slid up from my bottom and he easily removed my blouse before he undid my bra and got rid of that too. He took my breasts in his hands and kneaded them while his mouth teased my nipples. I whimpered as his tongue circled the hard peaks and pulled each one in between his teeth. It was as if he knew exactly what I liked; I couldn’t have given him instructions that would make it any better.

I could feel that I had soaked my panties with arousal and my clitoris was throbbing for attention. I needed to alleviate some of the pressure before I exploded. Dayton seemed to read my mind and he stood to turn around and lay me down on the bed. He undid my jeans and heels before he pulled both off and dropped them to the floor. Dayton’s mouth went directly to my extremely sensitive belly button and I moaned when his tongue circled and dipped into it. His hands caressed my legs lightly and caused goose bumps to race across my skin. I couldn’t have been any more turned on than I was in that moment and only Dayton had ever got me to such a point.

He finally hooked his fingers beneath my panties and pulled them off slowly before his mouth was on my sex. I cried out and my back arched involuntarily. He spread my legs and his tongue flicked along my folds before he teased my clitoris with light swipes of his tongue. I was moaning, and begging him not to stop as I could feel an orgasm coming on. Dayton kept lightly teasing and he held my hips down so that I couldn’t rub against him at all. The orgasm crashed over me, burning through every nerve ending. It left me utterly breathless.

Before I knew it, before I could stop shaking and quivering from the waves of pleasure, Dayton’s hard cock was sliding into me. He filled me completely and the pleasure of him inside was indescribable. He started moving slowly before his pumps sped up and his cock reached into me deeper. I could have cried at the intense pleasure of it. I was completely lost in Dayton. I gripped his arms tightly as I felt another orgasm coming. He didn’t let up as my sex tightened around his cock, and then I was freefalling from another climax.

I cried out his name as I shook beneath him, and wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me. Dayton pumped into me hard as he emptied his release. I could feel his muscles bunch and quiver from the force of his orgasm. Once he came down Dayton collapsed onto the bed, rolling me on top of him in the process. We stayed connected like this for a long while, and I began to drift off when he spoke to me.

“I need to clean you up,” Dayton’s tone was tender and he gently slid out of me before laying me on the bed and walking off, stark naked, in the direction of his bathroom. He came back with a wash cloth and took care of me before disposing of it and coming back to bed.

He curled around me and held me securely against his chest. I loved the feel of his arms around me, and realized then that I just had the best sex of my life with Dayton Fields. I was
so
in trouble.

*****

Dayton

Ronnie was sound asleep when I woke up. My internal clock woke me just before sunrise and I wanted to do something special for her. Like feed her breakfast in bed. But then again I didn’t really want to leave her and I loved the feel of her cuddled up against me. Usually I wasn’t much of a cuddle person, but with Ronnie it felt right. I settled on watching her sleep and it was a good decision too as I got to watch the sun rise on her skin. It shone on her beautifully.

She stirred just after sunrise and her brown eyes opened sleepily. She smiled, a bit shy, when she realized I had been watching her.

“I hope I wasn’t snoring,” she said just before stretching out against me and kissing my chest. It seemed everything she did was perfect. I was a goner and I had only known her for a couple of days really.

“No, you didn’t snore, though that would have been adorable,” Ronnie giggled and then sat up next to me. “I want to make you breakfast,” I told her, and she laughed.

“Funny, I was having that same thought,” I grinned and she smirked at me. “You were amazing last night.”

Ronnie bit her lip and I saw her eyes heat as she remembered what we did.

“Keep looking at me like that and we’ll spend all day in bed,” I warned her, and she giggled.

“That’s not so bad. Do you have a lot to do today?”

I tilted my head to the side because I didn’t really, but I wanted to show her around the ranch and take her to a rodeo that afternoon.

“I’d like to spend the day with you here and then take you to a rodeo later.”

I grinned boyishly and Ronnie’s eyes lit with interest.

“That sounds really cool actually, I’d love to go to one of your rodeos,” she said eagerly. I couldn’t be happier that she was actually interested in my bull riding, rather than wary or uninterested.

I convinced her to let me make breakfast for her and we ate together while in bed, before we got dressed and such. I drove her back to her house so she could shower and change into something fit for walking around the ranch. She came out looking like a true southern girl in flannel, shorts, and a pair of real boots.

Once we got back to the ranch I showed her around the stable. We spent a lot of time with the horses. Then I took her to see the cows, and she was amazed at how many there were. Ronnie was really interested in the operations of the ranch and I took her to the milking parlor where she milked a cow for the first time.

“That was oddly very cool. I think my cow was patient with me though, she didn’t fuss at all,” said Ronnie, smiling triumphantly as she carried a full bucket of milk over to the milk room.

“Yeah, all you have to do is talk to them, they understand, plus Bertha is one of our nicest she don’t give too much fuss to anyone.”

Ronnie washed her hands and then we went out to where I had Ebony waiting. I helped Ronnie up before I mounted Ebony and then we trotted off back towards the stables.

“So now we’re gonna head to the rodeo. I have to warn you it can get a little crazy, but I’ll get you a safe spot close to the pit.”

Ronnie helped me settle Ebony into her stall, and then we went to my truck. The rodeo wasn’t too far from the ranch and I was getting excited just thinking about riding a bull.

“What’s the longest time you’ve ever held on?” Ronnie asked me curiously. I thought back to my last ride.

“Five seconds is my longest. I try to do better each time, so one day I know I’ll get to my goal of eight seconds. That’s good enough for professional riding.”

Ronnie seemed impressed by that; really I was only three whole seconds off my mark. Though when on the back of that bull there’s so much that goes into holding on and not injuring yourself.

We pulled up to the parking lot of the rodeo, where there were already tons of trucks in the lot and people milling around, waiting for the show to start. I recognized a few faces, and people recognized me, as I held onto Ronnie’s hand and led her toward the stock. When left alone the bulls were just like any other cow, but once you did something they didn’t like, for instance get on their backs or put a flank strap on them, that’s when they got to bucking.

One of the stock contractors, Jerry, came up to us and clapped me on the shoulder. “Dayton! How you doin’ man? We gonna break your previous time today?”

“Damn right I am, I have to show off a little today,” I joked, and then winked at Ronnie. She smiled and rolled her eyes, and I caught Jerry staring at her ass. I slapped him over the head and his cowboy hat flew off, causing Ronnie and a few onlookers to laugh.

“What was that for? I was only noticing that the floor was unleveled,” Jerry said, grinning at Ronnie, his expression slightly embarrassed. “It’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am, I’m Jerry.”

Ronnie gave him her name and they shook hands. Jerry then told Ronnie that she could pat one of the bulls and told her exactly how to do it. I think she had a special ability when it came to the animals, they seemed to like her. Even Ebony liked her and usually Ebony didn’t like women.

“Hey Dayton! You’re up next buddy, get ready!” one of the event guys hollered at me. I waved before turning to Ronnie.

“You go ahead and get suited up Dayton. I’ll show Ronnie to one of the good seats,” Jerry was being too friendly, though I knew the guy and he was just trying to make up for staring at Ronnie inappropriately.

“Alright, but don’t you try and put no moves on my girl you hear?” I said. I then kissed Ronnie before Jerry led her to the stands.

*****

Ronnie

I was kind of nervous for Dayton. I had never been to a rodeo, but I knew there was a certain measure of danger for him in the sport. The announcer got the crowd excited for someone named Dallas riding a bull named Danger; that name was explanation enough. I watched Dallas lower onto Danger and then they opened the gates and let the bull out. The black beast reared and bucked, wanting to get Dallas off. The crowd went wild and Dallas held on for about three and a half seconds before he flew off and scrambled away from the pissed off bull.

Next was Dayton and he was riding a bull named Tiny. I could see the bull from where I sat, it was tan, had huge horns, and definitely wasn’t tiny. I heard Dayton shout and I looked up at him before he got onto the bull. He grinned from under his cowboy hat and I couldn’t help but smile in return. I blew him a kiss and then he got a good grip and lowered onto the bull’s back. The gates opened and the bull bucked into the pen.

Dayton rode the bull expertly and held on for a full heart stopping seven seconds. But then he lost his grip and flew off the back of the bull. He scrambled up just in time before the raging bull was about to stomp on his arm and he ran around the pen a few times, running from the bull, before they reopened the gate and locked Tiny in. The crowd was going crazy as the announcer said that Dayton had got the best time of the year so far. He beat his own previous times and was now only a second away now from attaining his goal of eight seconds. I cheered for Dayton and then he walked from the pen so the next rider could start his ride.

As soon as he left the pen though there seemed to be a commotion coming from where they kept the bulls. The crowd grew silent and then the gates started to rattle and shake as bulls were trying to escape. Someone yelled that there was a fire and my heart froze. Fire and bulls did not mix this could suddenly get very dangerous. People started streaming from the stands and I was pushed and shoved into the side aisles. There were exits for the bull riders on the north and south sides of the pen, and people were jumping over the partition that blocked the stands to get out as the normal exits were being bottlenecked.

I was right next to the south exit and it wouldn’t have taken much to hop over and be home free. I did the stupid thing and let a guy help me over the partition, where we started to hurry away from the pen through the south exit. It was smoky in the tunnel underneath the stands and soon I heard yelling…then I heard the sound of hooves and scared bulls running behind me. There was more yelling and I prayed that I didn’t get trampled as both the bulls and I ran away from the source of the smoke.

I felt first the brush of a horn and then a large angry head at the small of my back. I wasn’t fast enough to outrun the bulls. The bull gored me and I lost my footing and fell to the ground with a scream. I felt hooves stomp on my leg and arm before I could curl into a ball. The pain was tremendous and I just knew something was broken.

“Ronnie!” Dayton’s voice came out of nowhere. Before I could fully comprehend what was happening he scooped me up from the ground and managed to dodge two scared bulls running at us, pressing us against the side of the tunnel wall to let them run past. Once the sound of hooves was in front of us and the bulls no longer posed a threat, Dayton carried me out to the parking lot where ambulances and fire engines were already arriving on the chaotic scene. Bull handlers and riders were rounding up the frightened beasts as well as trying to calm them and a few horses as well.

By that point the adrenaline was leaving my system and the pain was pushing me into a state of shock. “Stay with me Ronnie, stay with me please baby, I know it hurts.” Dayton spoke urgently and carried me over to an ambulance where two paramedics took over and gave me a shot of something that soon numbed the pain a fraction.

“Her left leg is only badly sprained which is a miracle, but her left arm is in bad shape, it’s definitely broken. She might have a fracture in her ankle as well, it’s bruising pretty badly so there could be some internal bleeding. She has a horn injury in her back. We need to get her to the hospital immediately,” said the paramedic, speaking quickly as he and the other one loaded me into the ambulance. Dayton held on to my good hand the entire time. He looked like he was blaming himself. The paramedics let him ride with us.

“It’s not your fault…I was stupid…” My words were slurred from the pain medication and I couldn’t quite form my thoughts completely. It was
my
fault for jumping into the pen and he could have gotten hurt or even worse in trying to save me from the stampede.