by Luna Starr
Rue crossed her arms over her chest. “You can wait until it passes. Those cows won’t come out without a struggle, especially with their calves.”
I sighed.
“We can go first thing in the morning.” Summer shot a pointed look at Brady, daring him to tell her that she wasn’t good enough to attempt it with me.
“Yes,” Rue said. “You can. And in the meantime, Tom, please help me get this curmudgeon into his room.”
It took the three of us, but we got Brady settled and then Rue surprised us all when she gave Summer instructions on what to do with me. “He may not have gotten hurt, but he’s hungry and he’s tired.”
“I can take care of myself,” I started.
Brady laughed. “See how fun it was when they’re fussing all over you?”
Rue pushed the two of us from the room. “Men are horrible patients,” she started as she shook her head and faced Summer. “Don’t let him tell you he’s fine. I don’t need him being a tough guy and falling over between here and the barn. Make him some dinner and see that he gets safely to his bed please.”
“O-kay.” Summer seemed as uncomfortable as I was.
Because I might have been tired, but I wasn’t that tired. And getting that woman anywhere near my bed was like throwing a shot of fuel onto an already raging fire...
Chapter Eighteen
Summer
Bob greeted us at the door, overexcited to see Tom. I understood how she felt, because I got excited every time I saw him, even if I didn’t break out into a silly looking, wiggly dance. Seeing her, Tom smiled as he bent down and scratched her behind the ears before sending her out in the rain to pee.
He paused beneath the small overhang and turned to me. “I’m fine, really.”
“Rue said,” I started as I shook my head.
“Just tell her that you tucked me in and I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.”
My skin prickled at the thought of tucking him in and each pinprick lit on fire, until it felt like I was being consumed by flames from the inside out. Even though I was standing underneath the eaves of the barn, rain still managed to splatter me. I was pretty sure every drop hitting my body instantly evaporated and turned to steam because my skin was so scalding.
“I told her I would see to it that you got to bed and I intend to do just that,” I insisted, my jaw tight. I was beyond nervous at the thought of stepping through the door, but I couldn’t walk away either. I forced myself to stare into his heated gaze as it melted my insides. I crossed my arms and cleared my throat as he stared down at me, his eyes daring me to enter the barn, daring me to go upstairs to his bedroom with him.
But I wasn’t going to back down.
That pointed, azure gaze slid across my face as the storm intensified once more. The rain was now coming in at an angle as the wind bulleted against us, drenching us both in a new deluge. Without a word, Tom gripped my elbow and hauled me inside.
Our bodies collided and the second we were inside the barn, I took a step back, trying to catch my breath. I sucked my lower lip between my teeth as I begged my heart to slow down.
“If we go upstairs, you know I’m not letting you leave,” he started as he glanced up, as if to say he wouldn’t allow me to make the trek back to my cabin in the rain. But we both knew his reasons were otherwise.
He looked down at me, his eyes inquisitive, awaiting my response. As for me, my words were lodged in my throat. My body was screaming at me to let him do whatever he wanted with it while my brain was worried about what would happen once the thrill of the moment wore off. The last thing I wanted to be was another notch on Tom’s bedpost.
Not to mention the whole issue known as my virginity. I was more than sure Tom didn’t know I was a virgin. And if he found out, what would he think? Maybe it would bother him that I hadn’t told him? Maybe it would scare him off because he’d be afraid I wanted to corner him into marrying me or something equally ludicrous? Or maybe he wouldn’t care?
Bob came back inside, a wet and dirty mess. Tom laughed as he reached for a towel which was hanging on a nearby hook. He toweled her off and then pointed to the stairs as he barked an order at her to go to her bed. And then he turned to face me.
“I can walk you back to your cabin if you like?” he asked.
“No,” I insisted as I held my ground.
“Summer,” he started.
“Rue,” I interrupted.
“Damn Rue!” he yelled back at me, silencing me for a moment. “You know as well as I do that if you come upstairs with me, you aren’t coming back down until the morning.” He took a deep, frustrated breath as he ran his hand through his wet hair and then faced me again, looking like he’d stepped right out of my dreams.
“I know,” I answered with a gulp.
“Whatever this is between us,” he started as he inhaled again and shook his head. “I can’t fight it anymore. I’m not strong enough, Summer,” he finished, his shoulders sagging as if his announcement was one he was ashamed of. He dropped his gaze to the dirt floor and held it there for a few seconds before glancing up at me again. “I want you more than I can ever remember wanting another woman.”
I swallowed. Hard.
I didn’t say anything but turned on my toes and started for the stairs. I’d made my decision. Maybe the truth was that I’d made it way before I’d even stepped foot inside the barn. If Tom wanted me, I wanted him just as bad and tonight was going to be the night I had him.
I’d been right to think his apartment above the barn was teeny and cramped, but he’d managed to keep it from feeling like a storage unit. He had a small single bed covered with a bright blue comforter, a shelf nailed into the wall that served as his nightstand and was curiously stacked to overflowing with books. I hadn’t pegged him as a reader and I was dying to know what type of literature interested him.
I heard the pitter-patter of Bob’s paws against the wood planked floor as she obediently went to her bed. I turned around and found Tom standing right in front of me, his eyes glued to me.
And then it was just him.
And me.
And this awkwardness that seemed to fill the air between us anytime we were within a dozen feet of each other.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, even as he made no motion to close the distance between us.
My lungs squeezed tight and I was captivated by those eyes, those lips. Him.
Chapter Nineteen
Tom
I looked down into Summer’s eyes. She was gazing back up at me, in a way that said she was ready to give herself to me. God, but I had waited for this moment for so long. Now that the time had come, I could hardly even believe it was really happening.
“Are you real?” she asked.
“Of course I’m real!” I answered with a slight laugh, completely caught off guard by the question.
“No.” Summer placed both her hands over my heart and said, “Are you being real? Or is this some kind of a game to you? Am I just a conquest?”
I sat Summer down on my bed. I held her hand tightly and looked her straight in the eyes, needing her to understand that I would never consider her to be a conquest. I wasn’t a man who found it easy to say what was in my heart and knowing that about myself, I paused for a few moments as I tried to gather my thoughts. “I have never and I would never think of you as a conquest,” I started. “And this is as far from a game to me as possible. Having said all that, I don’t want you to feel like I’m pushing you or pressuring you into something that maybe you aren’t ready for.”
“I don’t feel like that.”
“Well, regardless, I want you to hear what I’m saying. Summer, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
She shook her head and sighed as she glanced down at her hands. When she looked back up at me, her eyes were wide, emerald pools. “I want you, Tom,” she announced. “I want you in ways I never thought possible.”
“Then give in to tha
t want and let’s just be,” I said with a big smile. She nodded up at me and seemed nervous. I tilted my head down and kissed her gently on her mouth. She kissed me back with a fierceness that surprised me. Before I knew it, we were laying down on my little bed, with our bodies pressing against each other and I began kissing her sensuous lips more vigorously. She arched up underneath me as soon as my tongue found hers. Then I felt her hands in my hair as she held my head in place and kissed me with a passion that surprised me.
I pulled away from her because I wanted to look at her, to take in that pink, rosebud mouth and the stain of color on her cheeks. She was stunning. Easily the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. And she was flushed, panting. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps and if I’d had to guess, her pussy was probably already soaked.
“I’m dying to see you naked,” I whispered as I looked down at her. And that was the truth. I couldn’t remember how many times I’d masturbated thinking about her soft, feminine curves and the sweet flesh between her thighs. She smiled up at me as I started unbuttoning her shirt. I pulled it away and found she was wearing a white, lace bra. Her nipples were already as hard as stones and bright pink underneath the lace.
“So fucking sexy,” I whispered as I ran my fingers across the lace and reaching around, unbuckled it. When I pulled the material away, I immediately captured one of her nipples in my mouth and started sucking on it as she arched underneath me. As soon as she moaned, I felt my cock grow rigid in my jeans. I wanted her and I wanted her so fucking bad, it hurt. But I also didn’t want to rush this so I forced myself to slow down.
I started toying with the button of her jeans and then I was unzipping them and pulling them down the length of her long, velvety legs. She was wearing matching white, lace panties that revealed a cleanly shaved pussy beneath them. My mouth started salivating with the need to take that pussy into my mouth. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d wanted to lick a cunt as much as I wanted to taste Summer’s. Usually, I was much more selfish when it came to sex—I wanted what I wanted. But Summer was different. All I could think about was pleasing her, making her feel good.
“If I’m going to be naked then you have to be naked too,” she announced as she reached for my shirt and pulled it over my head. Instantly, her eyes fastened on my chest and based on her expression, I assumed she was impressed. I pulled up and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them down as my cock sprung forward. She gulped hard as soon as she saw it.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, her voice sounding nervous and awed all at the same time. “I almost forgot how huge you are.” She swallowed hard.
I was huge. There was no denying it. I’d heard as much from every woman I’d ever bedded. At over nine inches and a width of two, I had a big dick and then some. And I couldn’t deny the fact that Summer’s reaction to it was making me feel pretty damned good about myself.
“Don’t worry, baby. It will fit,” I kidded her as I stepped out of my jeans and then reached forward, pulling her panties down the length of her legs. As soon as she was completely naked, she sat up.
“I, uh,” she started. “I, um… I haven’t done this—”
“It’s okay if it’s been a while for you, baby,” I interrupted with a big smile. “I’m gonna go slow.”
She nodded as her gaze traveled down to my raging hard cock again. She reached out and caressed my inner thigh, dangerously close to my dickhead. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. I froze and waited in anticipation to see where her wandering hands were going to lead her. She reached down and grasped my nuts in her hand, slowly and gently rubbing them. She did it in a way that showed she was curious, like she’d never seen a guy’s balls before. Her hand slid up into position to take a strong but satisfying stroke of my cock. As soon as she touched my dick, I moaned and it felt like my cock got even harder, if that was even possible.
“I love how you touch it,” I whispered as she began stroking me up and down in long, tight strokes. I was so excited by her and I wanted her so badly that her strokes were bringing me dangerously close to coming. I reached out and pulled her hand away.
“Am I doing it wrong?” she asked.
I shook my head as I fought to catch my breath. “No,” I managed to croak out. “I’m just… I’m so turned on by you and I’ve wanted this for so long that I’m overexcited… too excited.”
“Oh,” she answered with a little smile as she reached up and, looping her arms around my neck, she kissed me hard, forcing her tongue into my mouth as if to show she enjoyed having this much control and power over me and my dick.
“You like that, don’t you, you little vixen?” I asked with a laugh. She nodded up at me but didn’t say anything so I continued. “Well, two can play this game, baby.”
I ran my fingers up her leg to her inner thigh, where I began to massage her tender skin until I could almost feel her begging me to touch her pussy. As I glanced down at her, I spread her legs so I could see into the pink folds of her flesh. As I’d guessed, she was soaking wet. I could see the wetness shining on her lips and her clit.
“You want my big dick in you, don’t you baby?” I asked.
“Oh, yes,” she answered as I spread her even wider and took in the bright pinkness of her flower. I reached down and gently teased her clit with my thumb as she nearly launched herself right off the bed underneath me.
“There now, little filly,” I chuckled as I pulled my hand away. “If you want me to finger fuck you, you’ve gotta hold still.”
I wasn’t sure if she would like the fact that I liked to talk nasty but for some reason, I found I couldn’t hold back with her. I was just me and I happened to be a naughty motherfucker. I could only hope that Summer liked it and that I wasn’t scaring her away.
“Oh, God, I want it so bad,” she answered on a breath. In response, I used my forefinger as I started rubbing the outside of her hole, feeling how gooey wet she was. My mouth started salivating again with the need to taste her.
“Your cunt is dripping wet, baby,” I whispered as I leaned down over her. “You want me to lick it up?”
Her eyes popped open immediately and she looked like she was shocked. Then a second or so later, the shock wore away as bold lust began to take over. She simply nodded up at me as I slipped my finger inside of her incredibly tight pussy. She jumped underneath me as I dropped my head between her thighs and shoved my face into that hot little cunt. I pulled my finger out of her and started spearing her with my tongue, fucking her with a feverishness that I couldn’t control. I sucked down as much of her juice as I could take into my mouth as she gripped my head and rode my face. After a few minutes, I pulled my face away and ran my hand across her dripping cunt, bathing my fingers in her juice before slamming my tongue back inside of her. I reached down and started rubbing my dick up and down, using her pussy cream to lubricate myself.
This excited me to no end. My cock was so hard, it was almost painful and the way her cunt tasted—fuck, it was the like the nectar of the fucking gods. I couldn’t get enough of it. I felt her spasm around my face as she came hard and screamed out in obvious ecstasy. But I didn’t let up, I wasn’t finished drinking her.
“Tom,” she started as she struggled to sit up. “I… I need you soon, please.”
“No,” I answered firmly. “I’m not done tasting you.”
She wrestled me away as she separated herself from me, then she gave me a smile that sent shivers racing up and down my spine. “I want your cock inside of me and I get what I want,” she announced placidly.
“Is that so?” I asked with a smile that said I was absolutely up for this power play.
“Lay back,” she announced as she climbed on top of me and I willingly did as I was told. She straddled me and started rubbing that sopping cunt up and down my engorged length as I lay there, allowing her to do all the work. Inside, though, I was battling with myself to keep from gripping her by the waist and impaling her in one fluid motion.
I knew that the length an
d girth of my dick would definitely take her by surprise and I so wanted to witness the shock in her eyes when she felt me, all of me, inside of her, slamming into the very end of her.
I placed both my hands on her lower back and butt. Each time she leaned up to kiss me, I squeezed her ass gently with both hands. Her butt was round and firm and wide, just how I liked a woman’s ass to be. With meat on it—not skeletal and boney. I could feel beads of perspiration dripping down her lower back, which turned me on to no end.
Goddamn, but I needed to be inside her. It took everything I had to allow her to have complete control or to pretend like she did.
“Mmm, you want me to rub that huge cock of yours, don’t you, Tom?” she asked as she leaned down and whispered in my ear.
“Fuck yes, baby,” I answered as the words caught in my throat when she started to massage my cock underneath her ass with her left hand. “But first, I want you to tell me it’s the biggest dick you’ve ever seen.”
“That’s easy,” she answered with a little laugh. “It is the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.”
After a moment, she gripped my cock firmly and placed the tip of my dick just inside of her hole. She was so tight, I could barely believe it. And she was beyond wet. She settled herself down on it bit by bit and although I wanted to thrust her down on me in one motion, I forced myself to take it slow. Her pussy wasn’t used to my girth—that much was obvious by how slowly she was sitting down on it.
“Goddamn, baby, your pussy is so tight,” I whispered up to her. “I can feel it stretching around me.”
Summer looked down into my eyes and said, “I’m ready.”