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sixgunluvr · 7 months ago

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A Passionate Ride

Mature Readers only Age 18+! Pairing Arthur with a Female reader.

3,238 words

You and Arthur had a connection that went beyond words. There was an understanding between you, an unspoken language that only the two of you could understand. It was a connection born out of passion and desire, but also out of a deep-seated understanding of one another.

Arthur was a rugged outlaw cowboy, rough around the edges and hardened by years on the run.

But beneath that rough exterior, there was a passionate, protective, and loyal man who would stop at nothing to keep those he cared about safe.

And you, the young woman who waited patiently for his return, were one of those people.

You had met Arthur by chance, a fleeting encounter that had left you both breathless and wanting more.

You had grown up in a small town, surrounded by the same people day in and day out. Your days were monotonous, mundane even, until Arthur came along and turned your world upside down.

He was a cowboy like no other, with a rugged charm that had captured your heart from the moment you laid eyes on him.

His muscles rippled with every movement he made, and those green eyes held a raw intensity that instantly made your heart race. He wore his unruly brown hair short, but long enough for you to run your fingers through, sending shivers down his spine.

But it was more than just his chiseled jawline or muscular physique that drew you in. It was the way he radiated strength and confidence without even trying. It was the fact that beneath that rough exterior, there was a kind and gentle soul, one that would protect you with his life without a second thought.

And you knew that you wanted to be the one to break down his walls and see the real Arthur, the one he kept hidden away from the world.

As you lay there in his arms, your bodies still intertwined, you couldn't help but feel a deep sense of longing for something more. You wanted to feel close to him, not just physically but emotionally as well. You wanted to be able to share your hopes and dreams with him, and to hear about his own experiences out on the range.

You wanted to learn about his past, the good and the bad, and to be there for him in a way that no one else had ever been before.

But for now, you would have to settle for the physical connection between the two of you. And as much as you yearned for more, you couldn't deny the sheer pleasure of feeling his body on top of yours.

As you lay there, basking in the afterglow of your love-making, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you.

You were completely sated, both physically and emotionally. Arthur's hand trailed up and down your side, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. His touch was tender, almost reverent, as if he were tracing the curves of your body with the tips of his fingers.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice low and husky with desire. "So goddamn perfect."

You blushed at his words, feeling a renewed sense of arousal stir deep within you.

You had never heard such raw, unfiltered desire in someone's voice before.

"You make me feel like I'm the only woman in the world," you whispered, your hands running up and down his muscular back.

Arthur groaned in response, pressing his lips to yours in a deep, passionate kiss.

His tongue explored your mouth with a hunger that made your heart race. You could feel his erection pressing against you, hot and hard, and you knew that he was ready for more.

With a sudden motion, Arthur rolled over onto his back, pulling you on top of him.

You gasped in surprise, your hands braced on his chest as you straddled him. His green eyes glinted with mischief and desire as he looked up at you.

"Ride me, cowgirl," he said, his voice low and commanding.

You bit your lip, feeling a surge of excitement as you took control. Your hips shifted, sliding his cock deep inside of you. You moaned as you felt him fill you up, every inch sending a jolt of pure pleasure through your body.

Your fingers dug into his chest as you began to move, lifting yourself up before slowly sliding back down on him. Each movement was deliberate, slow, and maddeningly pleasurable. Arthur groaned beneath you, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

His fingertips dug into your skin as his hips bucked up to meet yours, forcing himself deeper inside of you.

"Yes, yes," you panted, your head thrown back as you rode him.

Your breasts bounced with each movement, your nipples hard and aching for his touch. Arthur didn't disappoint, his hands leaving your hips to cup your breasts, kneading them gently before pinching your nipples between his fingers.

You cried out at the sensation, your hips moving faster and harder in response.

Arthur's fingers continued to torture your nipples, sending waves of pleasure straight to your clit. You could feel yourself getting close, your breath hitching as your orgasm built.

"Come for me, baby," Arthur growled, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "I want to feel you come all over my cock."

The filthy words sent you spiraling over the edge, your orgasm crashing into you like a tidal wave. You cried out, your back arching as you rode out the waves of pleasure.

Arthur's thrusts became more urgent, his hands gripping your hips so tightly it was almost painful. But you didn't care - the pain only added to the intensity of the moment.

"Fuck, yes," Arthur grunted, his cock twitching deep inside of you. "Take it, take all of me."

You could feel him swelling inside of you, could feel every inch of him as he filled you up. It was too much, too intense - but somehow, you knew that you wanted more.

You held on tighter, reveling in the feeling of him buried deep inside you.

"Harder," you breathed, your voice strained with pleasure. "Fuck me harder, Arthur."

He didn't need any further encouragement. With a grunt, he thrust up into you, his hips slamming against yours with bruising force. Your breasts bounced with each movement, nipples hard and throbbing.

"You like that?" he growled, his voice low and husky.

His hands gripped your hips, pulling you down onto his cock with each powerful thrust. You moaned, feeling the length of him fill you completely, hitting every nerve ending in just the right way.

You looked down at him, taking in the raw hunger etched into every line of his face. His green eyes burned with a primal intensity that made your heart race and pussy clench.

"Fuck, you feel so damn good," he grunted, his hips slapping against yours.

Sweat ran from his brow, his muscles straining as he thrust into you with reckless abandon. You clung to him like a lifeline, your nails digging into his shoulders as you took every inch of him.

The sounds of your love-making echoed through the tent, a symphony of moans, gasps, and grunts. The scent of sweat and sex hung heavy in the air, a heady aroma that only served to heighten your pleasure.

Your legs were splayed wide, your knees on either side of Arthur's muscular thighs as he pounded into you. His thrusts were relentless, fervent, and raw - just like the man himself.

"Fuck, you're so goddamn tight," he growled, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your hips. His eyes were dark and wild, a look that made your heart race with excitement. "Goddammit, I'm gonna come."

You moaned as he said those words, your own orgasm cresting on the horizon.

Arthur's thrusts became more erratic, losing all sense of rhythm as he chased his own release.

"Fuck, I'm close," he grunted, sweat running from his brow. His hips snapped forward, driving his cock deep inside you. You could feel him swelling, the head of his cock pressing against your G-spot with each powerful thrust.

"Yeah? You like that?" you whispered, your voice low and sultry. You leaned down, pressing your lips to his and moaning into his mouth as he drove into you harder and faster.

Your tongues dueled feverishly, each stroke more passionate than the last.

"Oh, fuck," you gasped as he hit a particularly sensitive spot deep inside you, causing your entire body to tremble with pleasure.

Arthur's grip on your hips tightened as he continued to thrust into you, his balls slapping against your ass with each powerful movement. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the tent, punctuated by your cries of ecstasy.

You reached behind you, grabbing onto his thighs for support as you bounced up and down on his cock.

Each time you came down, his cock hit that sweet spot inside of you that made your eyes roll back in pure pleasure.

Arthur's breathing became heavy, his moans making your heart race with excitement. His fingers dug into your skin, leaving small bruises on your hips.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he grunted, thrusting his hips up to meet yours.

You let out a soft gasp, feeling him hit deeper than before. You couldn't believe how amazing it felt to have him inside of you again.

"I'm not going to last much longer," Arthur groaned. "You feel too fucking good."

You gasped as he thrust harder and faster, your nails digging into his thighs. The pain of his grip on your hips only heightened the pleasure, your body shaking with the effort of holding back your own orgasm.

But you were so close, so tantalizingly close.

You could feel the pressure building up inside of you, like a volcano ready to erupt.

"Oh God, don't stop," you cried out, your voice hoarse from moaning. "I'm so close."

"I know you are, sweetheart," Arthur growled, his thrusts becoming more frantic. "Come for me, let me feel that sweet pussy clench around my cock."

His dirty words pushed you over the edge, and with a scream of pleasure, you came hard. Spasms rack your body as pleasure consumes you.

Your inner walls tighten around Arthur's cock, milking him of every last drop of cum. He roars as he empties himself inside you, your hips still bucking against his as you ride out your own orgasm.

"Such a good girl," he growls, thrusting upward one final time before you collapse onto the bed beside him. Sweat drips from his brow as he catches his breath, and you lay there in a daze, your mind blown by the raw intensity of the sex you just had.

After a few moments, Arthur reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair from your face. "You OK, sweetheart?"

You nod, still panting heavily. "Yeah.

That was... something else," you reply breathlessly, unable to find the words to describe the intense orgasm that just rocked your world.

Arthur chuckles, pulling you close and wrapping his strong arms around your trembling body. His chest rises and falls rhythmically against yours as he catches his breath, his heartbeat slowing down to a normal pace. The scent of sweat and sex lingers in the air, mingling with the crisp mountain air that filters through the tent.

Arthur's chest hair sticks to his skin, damp with sweat, and you can't help but run your fingers through it, admiring the way it curls around your fingertips. Arthur's eyes flutter closed at your touch, a contented sigh escaping his lips as he pulls you closer.

You can feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against your chest, and the sound of his deep breathing is soothing in its familiarity.

As you lay there in Arthur's arms, feeling his warm breath against your neck and his fingers tracing circles on your back, you can feel the flame of desire reignite within you.

It's as if the sex you just had was merely a spark, a taste of what's to come.

You look up at him through your lashes, biting your lower lip as you see the raw hunger in his eyes. He wants you again, and you want him just as badly. It's an insatiable hunger, a need that only the two of you can satisfy.

Without breaking eye contact, you slowly lower your mouth to his chest. Kissing and licking every ripple of muscle. You can't help but moan at the taste of his sweat on your tongue.

"You like the way I taste, dirty girl?" he murmurs, gripping the back of your head.

You nod, unable to form words.

Making your way down to his tight hard abs, you kiss and lick each one, savoring the taste of him on your lips.

Arthur's grip on your head tightens as he lets out a low moan. "Fuck, you're killing me," he groans, his cock twitching with anticipation.

You look up at him and smirk. "That's the idea," you say wickedly before taking his entire length into your mouth.

Arthur's hips buck up off the bed as he lets out a string of curse words. You feel him growing harder in your mouth.

His cock throbs against your tongue, and you can taste the salty tang of precum on your lips. You look up at him, still gripping the base of his cock, watching his face as you continue to suck and tease him with your mouth. His eyes are closed, head thrown back, mouth open in a silent gasp as you take him deeper into your throat.

"Oh God, yeah," he groans. "Just like that."

His hips begin to move in rhythm with your mouth, slowly at first but building to a feverish pace as his pleasure mounts.

"Your mouth feels so good," he grunts, hands fisted in your hair as you take him deeper, feeling his cock twitch and pulse.

Arthur's moans become louder, more desperate as he nears the edge of his climax. But just before he reaches it, he pulls back, leaving you gasping for breath. He smirks down at you, eyes blazing with desire as he yanks you up and onto your hands and knees.

"You want this cock?" he growls, rubbing himself against your slick entrance.

"Answer me, sweetheart. Do you want this cock?"

"Yes," you gasp, arching your back to present yourself to him. "Please, Arthur. I need you inside me."

"That's my girl!" He slaps your ass, making you squeak in surprise. The sting sends a jolt of pleasure straight to your clit, and you find yourself pushing back against him, desperate for more.

"Fuck, you're so wet," he groans as he slides inside of you with one swift stroke.

You can't help but cry out as he fills you up, his cock hitting all the right spots.

He starts off slow, building up a steady rhythm that makes your whole body tremble with pleasure.

His hands are gripping your hips so tight that you're sure there will be bruises tomorrow, but you don't care.

The pain only intensifies the pleasure, adding to the raw, animalistic nature of your love-making.

"Yes, fuck me harder," you beg, pushing back against him with every thrust.

His hips slammed against your ass, filling you completely with each stroke. Your slick walls clenched around him, pulling him deeper inside of you.

"Oh God, you're so tight," he growled, gripping your hips harder. His fingers dug into your skin, leaving marks that would last for days. The pain only heightened the pleasure, mingling with the intense sensations coursing through your body as Arthur claimed you over and over again.

Your entire world centered around the two of you in that moment.

His cock slid in and out of you with ease as he fucked you slow and deep. You clenched around him, wanting to keep him inside you forever. Each time he pulled out completely, your pussy ached for him to return.

"Take it, take all of my cock" he groaned, his fingers digging into your hips as he pulled you back onto his thick cock.

"Harder," you panted, desperate for more. "Fuck me harder."

He obliged, slamming into you with force that sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

"Yes, like that!" you yelled, gripping the bedsheets as he pistoned his hips.

The sound of sweat slicked bodies slamming together filled the tent, punctuated by your gasps and moans and his grunts. Your breasts swung with the force of his thrusts, your nipples tight and aching.

Arthur's hand snaked around to grip your throat, not hard enough to choke but firm enough to send a thrill of danger through you. You moaned, your legs shaking as he continued to fuck you with wild abandon.

His cock slammed into you, again and again, reaching depths that no one else ever had.

"Oh fuck, you feel so good," he growled, his hips slapping against your ass with each powerful thrust.

Your breasts swung with the force of his movements, your nipples tight and aching for his touch. But Arthur had other plans - he wanted to make you come hard and fast, to leave you breathless and begging for more.

He released his grip on your throat and instead reached around to find your swollen clit.

"Cum for me sweetheart," he demanded, circling your sensitive nub with his thumb.

His relentless thrusting and skilled fingers sent you spiraling over the edge. Your orgasm ripped through you like a wildfire, burning through every nerve ending in its path. You cried out in pleasure as your pussy clenched around his cock, spasming and pulsing in waves of ecstasy.

"Oh fuck, yeah!" Arthur yelled, feeling you tighten around him.

He groaned loudly, feeling his balls draw up as he reached his own release. With a final thrust, he pressed himself as deep as he could go and emptied himself inside you. Your bodies trembled together as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through you.

After what felt like an eternity, you both collapsed onto the bed, your bodies spent. Arthur's chest rose and fell rapidly as he struggled to catch his breath. You lay limp beside him, feeling completely sated for the first time in what felt like forever.

Arthur turned to face you, his green eyes shining with pure affection.

He reached out to gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his touch sending a shiver down your spine even after the mind-blowing orgasms you had just experienced.

"You're incredible, you know that?" he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.

You blushed at his words, feeling suddenly shy despite the raw and animalistic sex you had just shared. But Arthur's gaze was soft and filled with genuine affection, making your heart swell with emotion.

"No, you are," you replied quietly, reaching up to trace his jawline with your fingertips.

He leaned in to press a soft kiss to your lips, his hand still cradling the back of your head gently.

You could feel yourself melting into him, your body still thrumming with pleasure.

Arthur's hand traced patterns on your back, his touch making you shiver.

You basked in the afterglow of your love-making, feeling completely at peace.