Page 52 of Texas Kissing
Only after a few seconds did I realize what he was doing to me. He was makingmefuckhim. Making me show him how much I wanted it. The dark shame of it lashed through me like rain in a gathering storm, and it only seemed to spur me on. I started to buck against him harder, faster. It was okay, because I was tied up and helpless and I couldn’t control my own body and—
I started to twist my hips, circling them, and he rewarded me by rubbing me faster. “That’s it,” he breathed in my ear. “You can be a good girl when you want to, can’t you?” The words soaked into me, adding to the heat. “Next time, you can show me whatelse you can do with that smart mouth of yours. And another time….”
His other hand left my hip and stroked across my ass. Following the curve of it inward, between my cheeks—
My eyes opened wide as he touched me there. A jolt went through my body, as if he’d touched me with a live wire.
He chuckled.
And then he started to fuck me.Reallyfuck me. One hand gripping my hip to hold me firm against him, the other rubbing faster and faster at my clit. I could feel the orgasm approaching, could feel it roaring towards my shores, engulfing everything in its path.
With every thrust, his groin slammed against my ass, making a slapping sound that reverberated around the barn. Each time, I arched my back in response and my breasts dragged along the straw, making me tremble.
I didn’t think it could get any better but, as he sped up more, it did. It became a hard, pounding rhythm, one that melted away everything else in my brain except for him and me and that delicious friction. As the trembles became shudders, I croaked, “Yes!”
His cock was as merciless as a machine, pumping into me, drawing me towards orgasm whether I wanted it or not...and I did. Oh, God, I did. “Louder,” he grunted.
“Yes!”I was almost vibrating with the force of the approaching orgasm, now, fully in its shadow.
“Scream it for me, Lily.” His voice had gone tight with the effort of holding back. “Scream my name.”
“Bullllllll!”
With a final grunt, he rammed into me—and it was only when I felt the first thick spurt of him inside me that I remembered how he was taking me.Naked. Bareback.That threw me headlong into the orgasm, all sense lost as it consumed me. My whole body went rigid and I felt myself tightening and squeezing around him. He groaned in response, shooting again and again, and that made me twist and grip even more...God!
The climax washed over me for long seconds, completely immersing me. I couldn’t breathe or speak or even think. And then finally, it drained away and my legs quivered, unable to support me anymore. Bull carefully let my hips down and laid me down on my stomach, drawing himself from me.
I lay there almost naked in the straw, face turned to the side, throbbing from head to toe. He lay down next to me, propping himself up on his elbows, and for a few seconds we just lay there panting. “Goddamn, I love fucking you,” he said at last. “I don’t care how much work you are.”
I opened my eyes and turned to look at him. “I’m a lot of work?”
He gave me a look.
Okay, he had a point.
“I didn’t know you were into that,” he told me.
“Ididn’t know I was into that,” I said, flushing. “I’m not...I mean, I don’t think I want to do that every time.”
He chuckled. “Calm down, girl. Plenty of other ways I can ride you.”
I squirmed. Then we just sort of stared at each other. I got the sense he was thinking the same thing I was:what now?
“Come with me to the fair,” he said.
I blinked. It was so completely out of the blue. “What?”
“The town fair. Come with me.”
“The town fair?” I was dimly aware of something about a fair, round about this time each year. I’d always stayed hunkered down in the bus when it came around. I’d presumed it was very Texas and very country—beer and cattle and cotton candy and not my thing at all. That was probably completely unfair. If I was going to be with Bull, I should try to come to this stuff with an open mind. “What’s it like?”
“Oh, you know. Beer. Cattle. Cotton candy. You’ll hate it. It’ll be great.” He reached back and ran a hand over my naked ass cheek.
I drew in my breath. “You don’t want to go with one of your local girls? Someone more...Texas?”
“I’m with you now.” He looked at me questioningly. “Right?”
I nodded. “Right.” And the thought of it, of being with someone after so long, made my heart swell and rise and finally break free of everything that had been holding it down. It soared high into the air. I grabbed him and kissed him, partially because it felt so good and partially to prove to myself that it was real.