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“Oh?” Cordell smirks, his eyes trailing up and down her body before locking on her eyes. “And just whose attention are you seeking then?” 

“Yours.” (Y/N) says, voice barely above a whisper. She steps into Cordell’s space, running her hands up his arms and down over his torso, not so subtly feeling his muscles. 

Cordell smirked, placing a hand on either side of (Y/N)’s waist. He pulled her flush against him, “Mine, eh? Think you got what it takes to handle an older man?” He says playfully, his voice low. Cordell lowered his head towards her, an eyebrow quirked teasingly. 

“That depends…” (Y/N) whispers, tilting her head up to meet his, looking into his eyes. “You think you can keep up with a younger gal?” 

Cordell growls, his grip on (Y/N)’s waist tightening. “I think I’ll do just fine,” he whispers, southern drawl heavy. His face is so close to (Y/N)s that when he speaks she can feel his lips ghost over hers. “But please.. feel free to prove me wrong.” 

Cordell shifts lower and places his lips against (Y/N)’s neck. She can feel his breath hot against her flesh as Cordell nips and sucks on the sensitive skin under her jaw. (Y/N) leans up and connects her lips with Cordell’s in a deep kiss. His arms completely encircle (Y/N)’s body, trapping her against him as he groans into the kiss. She jumps, wrapping her legs around Cordell’s middle. He reacts quickly, moving to hold her under her thighs. One large hand moves to cup her ass. (Y/N) shifts in Cordell’s hold, she can feel his hardened cock as it brushes against her. Her hands travel down and start messing with the buttons of his shirt. 

“Shirt… Off… Now…” (Y/N) mutters in between kisses. Cordell chuckles against her lips and sits (Y/N) down on a nearby table. He steps back slightly and finishes undoing the buttons of his shirt. (Y/N) runs her hands up and under his shirt, pushing the fabric off his shoulders while Cordell runs his hands up her thighs and under (Y/N)’s shirt. 

“Yours too,” He whispers, pulling her shirt over her head. He takes in her naked torso, whistling. “No bra?” 

“They're uncomfortable,” (Y/N) shrugs, before gasping as Cordell quickly leans down and takes one of her nipples into his mouth. His hand comes up to knead the soft flesh of her other breast, running his thumb over her nipple. (Y/N)’s hands card through Cordell’s hair as her back arches and she moans. His free hand deftly unbuttons her pants as he releases her nipple from his mouth. 

“Lift up for a second,” (Y/N) obliges, lifting herself off the table slightly as Cordell tugs her pants off her legs and tosses them behind his shoulder. His eyes darken as he notices the wet spot on (Y/N)’s underwear. He ran a finger through the middle of her clothed pussy, smirking as she shivered from the sensation. 

“Already drippin’ for me, pretty girl? I haven’t even really started yet and you’re already like this?” Cordell teased. His voice was low and raspy as he spoke. (Y/N) whined as Cordell latched back onto her nipple, his tongue swirling around the hardened bud before his teeth lightly grazed it. At the same time, his hand snuck below the elastic band of (Y/N)’s underwear. His fingers circled her sensitive clit, mirroring the way his tongue worked on her breast. 

“Fuck!” (Y/N) cried out. Her hands gripped the hair at the base of his neck and clawed at the space between his shoulder blades, leaving angry red lines in their wake. “More… Cordell! Please!” 

Cordell gave one last nip to (Y/N)’s nipple. “Tell me, pretty girl… What do ya need?” His fingers worked over her clit faster, adding a subtle pressure making (Y/N)’s voice crack as she cried out. 

“I… I need…” (Y/N)s head fell back as she broke off into a moan. “Wanna… oh fuuck… please..” 

Cordell placed a kiss against (Y/N)’s exposed neck before whispering into her ear, “shh… pretty girl, come on.. tell me what you need…” His voice was saccharine. 

“Wanna…” a stuttered breath, “wanna cum… please,” (Y/N) begged, her hips rocking feverishly against Cordell’s hand. 

“Good job, baby…” Cordell praised (Y/N) as he kneeled down in front of her. Using his free hand he removed her underwear. “If you wanna cum, sweetheart… you can cum.” 

(Y/N) let out a long moan as Cordell licked through her folds. His lips latched around her clit as he sucked and flicked the sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue. He had stuck two fingers in her and was crooking them just right to make her walls tighten around them. (Y/N)’s arms gave out from where they were supporting her and she collapsed back against the table. Her mouth hung open in a soundless moan as Cordell quickly thrusted his fingers in and out, in and out, in and out. Before switching to crooking them in a ‘come here’ motion that hit her sweet spot every time. (Y/N) writhed on the table, her hands buried in Cordell’s hair. Her trembling legs clamped around his head as she breathlessly moaned. Cordell looked up at her, removing his mouth from her clit.

 “You’re so close, aren’t you?” He husked, his fingers speeding up inside her, “come on, pretty girl… you can do it..” He kissed up her stomach, her chest, her neck, her jaw, stopping just before her lips. (Y/N) arched into him, struggling to keep her eyes open through the pleasure. She was almost there… she could feel the fire burning low in her stomach, ready to consume her at any moment. 

“That’s it sweetheart… let it go.. let that final string snap.” Cordell captured her lips in a feverish kiss, his tongue snaking into her mouth. She could taste herself on him. 

With one more crook of his fingers, the fire consumed her. Her body went taut, toes curling and back arching off the table. Her nails dug into Cordell’s forearm, leaving angry red crescents in their wake. (Y/N) broke off the kiss with a loud moan as his fingers kept working inside her, helping her ride out the orgasm. 

“Good job, pretty..” Cordel whispers against (Y/N)’s lips. “You did so good..” he gently kissed up the side of her jaw. “Think ya got it in ya for one more?” 

(Y/N) nodded her head, eyes still closed. Cordell breathed a small laugh, “Words, sweetheart. I need you to tell me.” 

(Y/N) lifted her head and looked at Cordell through half lidded eyes, “I wanna make you feel good, too…” 

Cordell tsked, smirking. “That wasn’t my question, baby..” 

(Y/N) groaned, her head falling back against the table with a light thud, “Just fuck me already!” She pleaded. 

Cordell raised an eyebrow in question, “whoa there, pretty. You better watch that attitude o’ yours.” 

“Or what? You gonna punish me, ranger?” (Y/N) teased, her gaze challenging. 

Cordell cocked his head, his jaw clenching, “Somethin’ like that… Get on your knees.” He commanded. 

(Y/N) slowly got down from the table, and knelt on the ground. She held Cordell’s gaze, tilting her head up once she was fully situated on the floor of the barn. (Y/N) ran her hands up the clothed expanse of his muscular thighs, raking her nails down over the fabric of his pants. She quirked a brow up at him, “Well, I’m down here… what are you gonna do?” 

Cordell leaned down, his hand grabbing her jaw. His grip wasn’t tight, just enough to keep your head steady and looking at him. “Open your mouth.” 

(Y/N) opened her mouth, laying her tongue flat against her bottom lip. Cordell placed his thumb against her tongue, “Good job, pretty girl… now suck.” He whispered, empathizing the ‘k’ sound. 

His eyes were dark as he watched (Y/N) slowly close her mouth around his thumb. Her eyes bore into his as she hollowed her cheeks and rolled her tongue around the digit. She moaned exaggeratedly as her eyes closed. She heard the familiar clink of a belt being undone before Cordell pulled his thumb from her mouth and gripped her jaw tighter, forcing her mouth back open. 

Cordell stood before her in all his glory. His long, thick, glory. He ran his free hand from base to tip slowly. “Now… I’m goin’ to fuck that pretty little mouth o’ yours.” He said, voice low and gravely. “If you need air, hit my thigh three times… otherwise don’t move. Understand?”

“Yessir,” (Y/N) replied as best she could with Cordell grip on her jaw. 

He smiled, satisfied with her answer. “Good girl… and one more thing… keep your eyes on me.” 

Cordell guided his cock into her mouth. He went slow, gently easing it in until her nose was just about flush with his pelvis. (Y/N) moaned, her eyes fluttering slightly, at the weight of his cock on her tongue and the salty taste of his pre-come. Cordell growled at the feeling of (Y/N)’s throat constricting around him and the vibrations from her moan. He held her there for a few moments before pulling out completely. 

He combed through (Y/N)’s hair sweetly as she gulped down air. “Alright, sweetheart… take a deep breath… you ready?” 

(Y/N) nodded and Cordell grabbed a fistful of her hair to use as leverage and thrust into her mouth. He set a fast pace, pistoning in and out of her mouth. (Y/N) hummed around him, taking in small breaths through her nose every time Cordell pulled back. Saliva drooled out of the corners of her mouth as (Y/N) concentrated on keeping her jaw relaxed. She makes sure to run her tongue along his cock whenever he thrust back in, preening every time Cordell curses from the feeling. 

“Fuckin’ hell..” Cordell groaned above her. “Your throat and mouth are like heaven, sweetheart.” 

(Y/N) watched as Cordell’s eyes screwed shut and his head fell back. The grip on her hair tightening. His jaw clenching around a growled moan as he stilled. She could feel his cock twitch as he came down her throat. His hands in her hair held her firmly in place halfway down his cock as Cordell’s hips jerked. 

With one last breathy groan, he pulled out of her mouth and let go of her hair. His hand went back to (Y/N)’s jaw. “Did you swallow?” 

(Y/N) nodded. “Show me,” Cordell commanded. (Y/N) opened her mouth, showing that she had swallowed every last drop. Cordell smiled approvingly, “Good girl.” 

“If this…” (Y/N) grimaced slightly from the rawness of her voice, “if this is what all your ‘punishments’ are like… I think I should misbehave more..” she teased. 

Cordell laughed, “Don’t push your luck, pretty girl…” He motioned with head, “Stand up. Lean over the table.”

(Y/N) got up slowly and turned around. She placed her chest flat against the lacquered wood. Looking over her shoulder at Cordell she wiggled her ass teasingly. 

“What now, ranger?” 

Cordell hummed in thought, running his large hands over her ass. Using his thumbs, Cordell gently spread (Y/N)'s pussy open, slipping a thumb in almost experimentally.

“I reckon… that you’d be fine with just the little prep I did earlier.” He mused. “Hm?” His eyes met (Y/N)’s, a challenging glint in them. 

(Y/N) laughed out in a quick puff of air, “As if you’ll be ready to go so soon - I bet that you’re just buying time.” She challenged back. 

Cordell took his cock in one hand, gripping it at the base, and slapped it against her pussy before rubbing against her. Easily slipping between her dripping folds. The tip catching on (Y/N)’s entrance before sliding past. Slowly and deliberately, he grinded against her.

“What was that, pretty girl?” He questioned. “Somethin’ about me not being ready?” 

“S-shut up…” (Y/N) stuttered. A shiver ran through her body as she ground back against Cordell, whining every time his tip rubbed against her clit. “Fuck… Cordell if you don’t- Ahh!” She broke off into a moan as Cordell finally pushed the tip of his cock into her. 

“That’s it…” Cordell praised gently, placing one of his hands flat against the small of her back. Slowly, he pushed further into her. “You’re taking me so good, pretty… Just a little left.” 

(Y/N)’s eyes were screwed shut and her mouth hung open in a silent moan as Cordell bottomed out. He stayed there, hips flush against her ass, for a few moments to let (Y/N) adjust. 

“Good job, sweetheart…” He praised, “God! You’re so fuckin’ tight!”

Cordell drew his hips back until just his tip was inside her before quickly thrusting back in, setting a brutal pace. (Y/N) moaned loudly, her body jerking forward with every thrust. Her nails scratched at the table-top, trying to find purchase. The sound of skin slapping against skin drowned out the sound of the table knocking against the wall and scraping against the floor. (Y/N)’s legs shook as she tried to push back and meet Cordell’s thrusts. His hands gripping her hips so tightly that there’ll probably be bruises there in the morning. 

Cordell groaned, thrusting into (Y/N) faster. He leaned down, snaking an arm between (Y/N) and the table and pulling her back flush to his chest. Kissing along her neck and up to her ear he panted, “I can feel you shaking inside… You’re close again… aren’t you, pretty girl..” 

“Yes!... Oh fuck, yes! Im close, so fucking close! Cordell, please! I need it! ” (Y/N) babbled out, an arm reaching up to grip the back of Cordell’s neck, pulling him into a hungry kiss. Her tongue sliding against his as she moaned wantonly. 

Growling, Cordell pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips like a lifeline. He snaked a hand down to her clit. Using the pad of his middle finger, Cordell rubbed against the bundle of nerves, applying light pressure. His other hand cupped one of her breasts. He rolled her nipple in between his fingers, tugging lightly. 

(Y/N)’s head fell back, resting against his shoulder. Her body shook in his arms, back arching and hips bucking back against Cordell’s cock. Her breath coming out in short, punched out moans every time Cordell bottomed out. Her grip in his hair tightening and untightening repeatedly. 

“Go ahead, sweetheart… You can cum,” Cordell coaxed gently. “Just let go…” 

(Y/N)’s body went tense, her mouth falling open in a broken off scream as she came around him. Cordell groaned as (Y/N)’s walls tightened around him and with a few more jerking thrusts, he released inside her. 

(Y/N) relaxed against Cordell as the after waves of pleasure worked their way through her body, twitching slightly as Cordell pulled his softening cock out of her. Cordell gently laid (Y/N) on the table before grabbing a spare blanket and quickly wiping them both off. Hastily pulling his pants on, Cordell wrapped his shirt around (Y/N)s shoulders before grabbing the rest of the discarded clothes. 

“Hey, pretty girl… let’s move ya somewhere more comfortable.. That sound good?” Cordell asked, stroking a loose piece of hair out of (Y/N)’s face as she nodded tiredly. Scooping (Y/N) into his arms, Cordell left the barn and carried her to his room. Laying her on the bed, he tucked the blankets around her before getting in on the other side. 

(Y/N) curled into his side as Cordell wrapped an arm around her, tracing random shapes along her back. “Was that alright?” He asked.

“More than…” (Y/N) replied sleepily, “I think we should role-play more often…”

Cordell chuckled, “Yeah? Maybe next time you can dress up as a nurse," he teased.

“Oh?” Cordell smirks, his eyes trailing up and down her body before locking on her eyes. “And just whose attention are you seeking then?” 

“Yours.” (Y/N) says, voice barely above a whisper. She steps into Cordell’s space, running her hands up his arms and down over his torso, not so subtly feeling his muscles. 

Cordell smirked, placing a hand on either side of (Y/N)’s waist. He pulled her flush against him, “Mine, eh? Think you got what it takes to handle an older man?” He says playfully, his voice low. Cordell lowered his head towards her, an eyebrow quirked teasingly. 

“That depends…” (Y/N) whispers, tilting her head up to meet his, looking into his eyes. “You think you can keep up with a younger gal?” 

Cordell growls, his grip on (Y/N)’s waist tightening. “I think I’ll do just fine,” he whispers, southern drawl heavy. His face is so close to (Y/N)s that when he speaks she can feel his lips ghost over hers. “But please.. feel free to prove me wrong.” 

Cordell shifts lower and places his lips against (Y/N)’s neck. She can feel his breath hot against her flesh as Cordell nips and sucks on the sensitive skin under her jaw. (Y/N) leans up and connects her lips with Cordell’s in a deep kiss. His arms completely encircle (Y/N)’s body, trapping her against him as he groans into the kiss. She jumps, wrapping her legs around Cordell’s middle. He reacts quickly, moving to hold her under her thighs. One large hand moves to cup her ass. (Y/N) shifts in Cordell’s hold, she can feel his hardened cock as it brushes against her. Her hands travel down and start messing with the buttons of his shirt. 

“Shirt… Off… Now…” (Y/N) mutters in between kisses. Cordell chuckles against her lips and sits (Y/N) down on a nearby table. He steps back slightly and finishes undoing the buttons of his shirt. (Y/N) runs her hands up and under his shirt, pushing the fabric off his shoulders while Cordell runs his hands up her thighs and under (Y/N)’s shirt. 

“Yours too,” He whispers, pulling her shirt over her head. He takes in her naked torso, whistling. “No bra?” 

“They're uncomfortable,” (Y/N) shrugs, before gasping as Cordell quickly leans down and takes one of her nipples into his mouth. His hand comes up to knead the soft flesh of her other breast, running his thumb over her nipple. (Y/N)’s hands card through Cordell’s hair as her back arches and she moans. His free hand deftly unbuttons her pants as he releases her nipple from his mouth. 

“Lift up for a second,” (Y/N) obliges, lifting herself off the table slightly as Cordell tugs her pants off her legs and tosses them behind his shoulder. His eyes darken as he notices the wet spot on (Y/N)’s underwear. He ran a finger through the middle of her clothed pussy, smirking as she shivered from the sensation. 

“Already drippin’ for me, pretty girl? I haven’t even really started yet and you’re already like this?” Cordell teased. His voice was low and raspy as he spoke. (Y/N) whined as Cordell latched back onto her nipple, his tongue swirling around the hardened bud before his teeth lightly grazed it. At the same time, his hand snuck below the elastic band of (Y/N)’s underwear. His fingers circled her sensitive clit, mirroring the way his tongue worked on her breast. 

“Fuck!” (Y/N) cried out. Her hands gripped the hair at the base of his neck and clawed at the space between his shoulder blades, leaving angry red lines in their wake. “More… Cordell! Please!” 

Cordell gave one last nip to (Y/N)’s nipple. “Tell me, pretty girl… What do ya need?” His fingers worked over her clit faster, adding a subtle pressure making (Y/N)’s voice crack as she cried out. 

“I… I need…” (Y/N)s head fell back as she broke off into a moan. “Wanna… oh fuuck… please..” 

Cordell placed a kiss against (Y/N)’s exposed neck before whispering into her ear, “shh… pretty girl, come on.. tell me what you need…” His voice was saccharine. 

“Wanna…” a stuttered breath, “wanna cum… please,” (Y/N) begged, her hips rocking feverishly against Cordell’s hand. 

“Good job, baby…” Cordell praised (Y/N) as he kneeled down in front of her. Using his free hand he removed her underwear. “If you wanna cum, sweetheart… you can cum.” 

(Y/N) let out a long moan as Cordell licked through her folds. His lips latched around her clit as he sucked and flicked the sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue. He had stuck two fingers in her and was crooking them just right to make her walls tighten around them. (Y/N)’s arms gave out from where they were supporting her and she collapsed back against the table. Her mouth hung open in a soundless moan as Cordell quickly thrusted his fingers in and out, in and out, in and out. Before switching to crooking them in a ‘come here’ motion that hit her sweet spot every time. (Y/N) writhed on the table, her hands buried in Cordell’s hair. Her trembling legs clamped around his head as she breathlessly moaned. Cordell looked up at her, removing his mouth from her clit.

 “You’re so close, aren’t you?” He husked, his fingers speeding up inside her, “come on, pretty girl… you can do it..” He kissed up her stomach, her chest, her neck, her jaw, stopping just before her lips. (Y/N) arched into him, struggling to keep her eyes open through the pleasure. She was almost there… she could feel the fire burning low in her stomach, ready to consume her at any moment. 

“That’s it sweetheart… let it go.. let that final string snap.” Cordell captured her lips in a feverish kiss, his tongue snaking into her mouth. She could taste herself on him. 

With one more crook of his fingers, the fire consumed her. Her body went taut, toes curling and back arching off the table. Her nails dug into Cordell’s forearm, leaving angry red crescents in their wake. (Y/N) broke off the kiss with a loud moan as his fingers kept working inside her, helping her ride out the orgasm. 

“Good job, pretty..” Cordel whispers against (Y/N)’s lips. “You did so good..” he gently kissed up the side of her jaw. “Think ya got it in ya for one more?” 

(Y/N) nodded her head, eyes still closed. Cordell breathed a small laugh, “Words, sweetheart. I need you to tell me.” 

(Y/N) lifted her head and looked at Cordell through half lidded eyes, “I wanna make you feel good, too…” 

Cordell tsked, smirking. “That wasn’t my question, baby..” 

(Y/N) groaned, her head falling back against the table with a light thud, “Just fuck me already!” She pleaded. 

Cordell raised an eyebrow in question, “whoa there, pretty. You better watch that attitude o’ yours.” 

“Or what? You gonna punish me, ranger?” (Y/N) teased, her gaze challenging. 

Cordell cocked his head, his jaw clenching, “Somethin’ like that… Get on your knees.” He commanded. 

(Y/N) slowly got down from the table, and knelt on the ground. She held Cordell’s gaze, tilting her head up once she was fully situated on the floor of the barn. (Y/N) ran her hands up the clothed expanse of his muscular thighs, raking her nails down over the fabric of his pants. She quirked a brow up at him, “Well, I’m down here… what are you gonna do?” 

Cordell leaned down, his hand grabbing her jaw. His grip wasn’t tight, just enough to keep your head steady and looking at him. “Open your mouth.” 

(Y/N) opened her mouth, laying her tongue flat against her bottom lip. Cordell placed his thumb against her tongue, “Good job, pretty girl… now suck.” He whispered, empathizing the ‘k’ sound. 

His eyes were dark as he watched (Y/N) slowly close her mouth around his thumb. Her eyes bore into his as she hollowed her cheeks and rolled her tongue around the digit. She moaned exaggeratedly as her eyes closed. She heard the familiar clink of a belt being undone before Cordell pulled his thumb from her mouth and gripped her jaw tighter, forcing her mouth back open. 

Cordell stood before her in all his glory. His long, thick, glory. He ran his free hand from base to tip slowly. “Now… I’m goin’ to fuck that pretty little mouth o’ yours.” He said, voice low and gravely. “If you need air, hit my thigh three times… otherwise don’t move. Understand?”

“Yessir,” (Y/N) replied as best she could with Cordell grip on her jaw. 

He smiled, satisfied with her answer. “Good girl… and one more thing… keep your eyes on me.” 

Cordell guided his cock into her mouth. He went slow, gently easing it in until her nose was just about flush with his pelvis. (Y/N) moaned, her eyes fluttering slightly, at the weight of his cock on her tongue and the salty taste of his pre-come. Cordell growled at the feeling of (Y/N)’s throat constricting around him and the vibrations from her moan. He held her there for a few moments before pulling out completely. 

He combed through (Y/N)’s hair sweetly as she gulped down air. “Alright, sweetheart… take a deep breath… you ready?” 

(Y/N) nodded and Cordell grabbed a fistful of her hair to use as leverage and thrust into her mouth. He set a fast pace, pistoning in and out of her mouth. (Y/N) hummed around him, taking in small breaths through her nose every time Cordell pulled back. Saliva drooled out of the corners of her mouth as (Y/N) concentrated on keeping her jaw relaxed. She makes sure to run her tongue along his cock whenever he thrust back in, preening every time Cordell curses from the feeling. 

“Fuckin’ hell..” Cordell groaned above her. “Your throat and mouth are like heaven, sweetheart.” 

(Y/N) watched as Cordell’s eyes screwed shut and his head fell back. The grip on her hair tightening. His jaw clenching around a growled moan as he stilled. She could feel his cock twitch as he came down her throat. His hands in her hair held her firmly in place halfway down his cock as Cordell’s hips jerked. 

With one last breathy groan, he pulled out of her mouth and let go of her hair. His hand went back to (Y/N)’s jaw. “Did you swallow?” 

(Y/N) nodded. “Show me,” Cordell commanded. (Y/N) opened her mouth, showing that she had swallowed every last drop. Cordell smiled approvingly, “Good girl.” 

“If this…” (Y/N) grimaced slightly from the rawness of her voice, “if this is what all your ‘punishments’ are like… I think I should misbehave more..” she teased. 

Cordell laughed, “Don’t push your luck, pretty girl…” He motioned with head, “Stand up. Lean over the table.”

(Y/N) got up slowly and turned around. She placed her chest flat against the lacquered wood. Looking over her shoulder at Cordell she wiggled her ass teasingly. 

“What now, ranger?” 

Cordell hummed in thought, running his large hands over her ass. Using his thumbs, Cordell gently spread (Y/N)'s pussy open, slipping a thumb in almost experimentally.

“I reckon… that you’d be fine with just the little prep I did earlier.” He mused. “Hm?” His eyes met (Y/N)’s, a challenging glint in them. 

(Y/N) laughed out in a quick puff of air, “As if you’ll be ready to go so soon - I bet that you’re just buying time.” She challenged back. 

Cordell took his cock in one hand, gripping it at the base, and slapped it against her pussy before rubbing against her. Easily slipping between her dripping folds. The tip catching on (Y/N)’s entrance before sliding past. Slowly and deliberately, he grinded against her.

“What was that, pretty girl?” He questioned. “Somethin’ about me not being ready?” 

“S-shut up…” (Y/N) stuttered. A shiver ran through her body as she ground back against Cordell, whining every time his tip rubbed against her clit. “Fuck… Cordell if you don’t- Ahh!” She broke off into a moan as Cordell finally pushed the tip of his cock into her. 

“That’s it…” Cordell praised gently, placing one of his hands flat against the small of her back. Slowly, he pushed further into her. “You’re taking me so good, pretty… Just a little left.” 

(Y/N)’s eyes were screwed shut and her mouth hung open in a silent moan as Cordell bottomed out. He stayed there, hips flush against her ass, for a few moments to let (Y/N) adjust. 

“Good job, sweetheart…” He praised, “God! You’re so fuckin’ tight!”

Cordell drew his hips back until just his tip was inside her before quickly thrusting back in, setting a brutal pace. (Y/N) moaned loudly, her body jerking forward with every thrust. Her nails scratched at the table-top, trying to find purchase. The sound of skin slapping against skin drowned out the sound of the table knocking against the wall and scraping against the floor. (Y/N)’s legs shook as she tried to push back and meet Cordell’s thrusts. His hands gripping her hips so tightly that there’ll probably be bruises there in the morning. 

Cordell groaned, thrusting into (Y/N) faster. He leaned down, snaking an arm between (Y/N) and the table and pulling her back flush to his chest. Kissing along her neck and up to her ear he panted, “I can feel you shaking inside… You’re close again… aren’t you, pretty girl..” 

“Yes!... Oh fuck, yes! Im close, so fucking close! Cordell, please! I need it! ” (Y/N) babbled out, an arm reaching up to grip the back of Cordell’s neck, pulling him into a hungry kiss. Her tongue sliding against his as she moaned wantonly. 

Growling, Cordell pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips like a lifeline. He snaked a hand down to her clit. Using the pad of his middle finger, Cordell rubbed against the bundle of nerves, applying light pressure. His other hand cupped one of her breasts. He rolled her nipple in between his fingers, tugging lightly. 

(Y/N)’s head fell back, resting against his shoulder. Her body shook in his arms, back arching and hips bucking back against Cordell’s cock. Her breath coming out in short, punched out moans every time Cordell bottomed out. Her grip in his hair tightening and untightening repeatedly. 

“Go ahead, sweetheart… You can cum,” Cordell coaxed gently. “Just let go…” 

(Y/N)’s body went tense, her mouth falling open in a broken off scream as she came around him. Cordell groaned as (Y/N)’s walls tightened around him and with a few more jerking thrusts, he released inside her. 

(Y/N) relaxed against Cordell as the after waves of pleasure worked their way through her body, twitching slightly as Cordell pulled his softening cock out of her. Cordell gently laid (Y/N) on the table before grabbing a spare blanket and quickly wiping them both off. Hastily pulling his pants on, Cordell wrapped his shirt around (Y/N)s shoulders before grabbing the rest of the discarded clothes. 

“Hey, pretty girl… let’s move ya somewhere more comfortable.. That sound good?” Cordell asked, stroking a loose piece of hair out of (Y/N)’s face as she nodded tiredly. Scooping (Y/N) into his arms, Cordell left the barn and carried her to his room. Laying her on the bed, he tucked the blankets around her before getting in on the other side. 

(Y/N) curled into his side as Cordell wrapped an arm around her, tracing random shapes along her back. “Was that alright?” He asked.

“More than…” (Y/N) replied sleepily, “I think we should role-play more often…”

Cordell chuckled, “Yeah? Maybe next time you can dress up as a nurse," he teased.