Isabella

by Jennifer Foor

  We didn’t speak to each other, and I was glad of that, considering I had no idea what to say. This was premeditated, and I couldn’t let myself rationalize about what was happening, because I knew I’d overthink it and want to stop.

  The piece of hay stroked over my pussy, causing sporadic jolts of delight. I gasped again, taking in a deep breath and exhaling while trying to keep my body from trembling. Rusty moved down, rubbing his hands over my dirtied knees. He kissed one of them before moving unhurriedly up my thighs.

  I had to sit up on my elbows to be able to watch as he teased my pussy with that same piece of hay, rubbing it over the smooth folds, and then finally lightly brushing it over the crease. This time I couldn’t contain the amount of sexual tension that it was placing on me. I knew I was wet, probably soaked with eagerness, so he continued teasing me on purpose.

  Rusty licked his own lips and turned the strand of hay around so that the thicker end was now at the top. He pressed it ever so gently over my clit, moving side to side to get me aroused. I couldn’t stop watching him, so focused on what he was doing to me. His stiff erection was apparent, and I’d never wanted to satisfy a man the way that I was feeling at this very moment.

  He blew onto my sex, while tracing my clit with that stem. My hips jerked and I could feel that tingling burn starting to overwhelm me. I closed my eyes and felt his heated tongue lapping over my deprived bud, as if he were using some kind of centrifugal force to guide him. I screamed out while waves of ecstasy besieged me, causing me to become dizzy and lightheaded. Never before had I experienced such a heightened orgasm.

  Rusty laughed with his mouth still lingering over my swollen bud. He used his chin whiskers to tickle me there, prolonging the frenzy that he’d bestowed. I clenched a chunk of his hair with my fist and pulled, expressing the physical attributes to losing control. The euphoric moment finally slowed, giving me a few moments to gather my breath, and open my eyes wide.

  He still dawdled there, right over my pussy, with no regard for how sensitive that area had become. In lieu of what had occurred, I pulled that handful of hair up, until his body was even with mine. His stiff erection pressed against my thigh as our lips met. The immediate connection was undeniable. Rusty moved his tongue with precision, as I matched his movements. I felt his hand tracing over the smooth skin of my pussy, gliding one finger inside the folds to feel just how ready he’d made me. He pulled away from my lips and stared at me for a second before grabbing another strand of hay from behind my head. With one quick movement he’d ducked back down, focused on playing again. Before I could think of anything to say I felt something different. I looked toward his hand and noticed that this stem didn’t just have one strand at the top. It had four. He spun it between his finger, causing a windmill effect. While doing it, he let those buds at the top smack over my clit. Every second they hit that same spot. My body flailed as I lost control again, so quickly that I was almost embarrassed to admit. Finally, when it got to be too much to bear, I pulled his arm away, begging him to stop. “Please. I can’t take it anymore.”

  His smile let me know that he’s succeeded in what he’d sought out to do. It was no surprise that he’d be content with leaving me wanting so much more than I was willing to admit. He wanted me to know what I’d been missing, and I was well aware of everything that he had to offer, even before this encounter.

  Rusty took his entire palm and cupped my pussy, He held onto it while moving his arm slightly up and down. My sensitive area began to throb, and it felt like it was on fire. It ached to be touched again, and I couldn’t stop myself from taking hold of that same arm and moving it harder. His finger slipped in between my wet folds, penetrating me as I controlled it. The faster I moved that arm, the more pleasure it gave me. I was fully aware that this was me pleasing myself, but Rusty didn’t seem to mind. He watched my face as I bit down hard on my bottom lip and cried out again.

  My eyes became focused on his as he pulled that finger out of me, sucking it in between his lips. I gasped, feeling so turned on by his actions. “Do you like the way I taste?” The words seemed to purr.

  “Mhmm. I need more though.” He took one hand and grabbed the skin where my hip meets my ass. In an instant he was positioning himself overtop of me. I could feel his cock pressing my entrance, without being guided there. “Is this what you came for?” Sweat was running down the side of his head, dripping on my neck. I flinched each time it hit me, even while trying to remain focused on what was about to happen.

  I refused to answer him out loud. Instead a simple nod let him know the truth. I may have not anticipated this happening when I woke up this morning, but I certainly knew exactly what I wanted.

  He entered me with ease, sliding inside gracefully, while bringing his lips down against mine. The sheer fulfillment I got from him being inside of me was unexplainable. The foreplay was amazing in itself, but this was utter delight. In no time at all I was overtaken with reoccurring waves again. I dug my nails into his back and clung to his skin while feeling yet another release.

  Rusty kissed me once softly, before pulling out of me and flipping me around. His pent up predicament left him without another ounce of patience. He needed to explode and I was going to help it happen.

  The next thing I knew his chest was coming over my back, while his hands reached around, pinching at both of my nipples. He entered me, fully, working up a pace immediately. His hands slid down my body until my hips served as handles. He pulled my body into his so hard that loud slapping sounds filled the area around us. My breasts bounced around as Rusty continued pumping me. I knew when he was being overwhelmed by his eruption when his body tightened, and he held me completely still. Though I wanted him to continue, his body was spent.

  He gained his breath back and rolled off of me, letting the breeze hit our soaked skin. I was at a loss for words, simply devoured by sexual satisfaction. There was nothing that could bring me down from this high.

  Nothing but hearing my cousin’s voice getting closer.

  Chapter 18

  Rusty

  My legs were still weak as I jumped up and started pulling my jeans on over my sweat-soaked legs. Noah’s voice was getting close, as was the sound of the horses canters. I hooked my belt just as I saw him coming through the stable entrance. Isabella gathered her clothing and covered up with the blanket, while positioning herself in the corner of the area we were in. Since the walls were only chest high, if Noah looked hard enough he’d see her hiding there.

  I walked far away from where she was crouched down and picked up a shovel, as if I’d been hard at work. Shalan appeared behind Noah, both of them caught up in their own conversation. I nodded when Noah acknowledged I was inside.

  “I figured you’d be in here in the shade. It’s hotter than hell in that sun.”

  “The breeze is nice today at least.”

  Noah jumped off his horse and offered his arms to Shalan to catch her when she climbed off. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss as he sat her down on the ground. He smiled as he pulled away and kissed the top of her nose. “I love you, darlin’.”

  She giggled and turned to me. “Hey, Rusty. Sorry I missed you this morning. I wanted to thank you for all your hard work with Titan, and let you know that my new horse will be here in about a week. Are you sure you’re ready to take on another project? I can get another person to help.”

  I put up my hands. “No need. I enjoy it. It actually gives me something to stay busy. Besides, what man doesn’t love a challenge?”

  It was hard to not think of Isabella when I said it. She was the biggest challenge in my life. I could only hope that this time had changed her mind about me. It was ridiculous for us to not be together, when we obviously both felt the same about each other.

  “We’re goin’ to head back to the house and grab our bathin’ suits. Shalan wants to get in the pool.”

  “Sounds nice.”

  “You should join us,” she added.
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  I smiled, trying to not talk so much that they’d end up sticking around. “I’ve got a lot to do before I’m done for the day. Enjoy your swim. Maybe I’ll come next time.”

  Noah took off the first saddle and started carrying it over toward where Isabella was hiding. I panicked, rushing over and taking it out of his hands. “I’ve got this, boss. Go ahead and enjoy your day.”

  He walked over to grab the second one. “Nah, I can help. It’s only a saddle.”

  When I hung the first one up I spotted her out of the corner of my eye. She was bawled up in the corner ducked down. If Noah came in this direction he was going to see her.

  I spun around quickly, holding out my hands for the second saddle. “Go on now. I’ve got this taken care of. I’ll brush down the horses, and make sure they’re watered before I do anything else. The farrier is coming later on anyway, so they’ll be ready for his arrival.”

  Noah finally let me take the saddle. For a second I swear he looked behind me like I was hiding something. Just as it appeared he was going to say something, Shalan came and grabbed him by the hand. “Come on. You promised me a whole day with no work.”

  I waved as they finally left the building, and then sighed as they disappeared on a golf-cart. “The coast is clear.”

  She stood up and starting putting on a bra when I heard another voice coming from the doors. A female entered, and it took me a second to realize that it was Addison, Noah’s younger sister. “Whoa. Put some clothes on Bella. If Noah catches your ass in here he’ll flip out.”

  She threw her shirt over her head as she frantically started on her other cousin. “Oh my God, Addy, you can’t tell anyone. Please, you’ve got to promise us that you will keep quiet about seein’ us together.”

  She lit up a joint and exhaled before answering. “Whatever. You keep quiet about this, and I never saw nothin’.”

  I walked over and grabbed the paraphernalia out of her fingers. “You won’t be needing this, young lady.”

  “Hey, Give that back. I paid good money for that. Besides, you wouldn’t want my daddy findin’ out what his help has been up to, would you?”

  Isabella rushed over, grabbing the joint out of my hand and delivering it to her younger cousin. “We won’t say nothin’ either. You have my word.”

  In a second’s time I was being pulled out of the stable. “You’re just going to let her smoke pot like that?”

  “If it prevents my family from knowin’ that this happened, then yes. That’s exactly what’s goin’ to happen.” When she started to walk away I pulled on her t-shirt, causing her to stand still. I took a few steps in her direction, breaking that distance she’d made between us.

  “Don’t leave like this. We need to talk about what we’re going to do.”

  She turned, with a shocking grimace. “What we’re goin’ to do? There is no we, Rusty.”

  “You just…I can’t…come on now. You know that wasn’t nothing.” It shocked me that she’d showed up out of nowhere, allowed me to make love to her, and was already denying that it ever happened.

  Isabella covered her face, like she did when she was thinking or frustrated. “For the past week I’ve been melancholy. I just needed to unwind, Rusty. You know that’s all this was for us. You’re lonely, and I’m all messed up. We did each other a favor. That’s all.”

  I refused to let her walk away. “No. That’s not all it was. Why do you keep denying yourself the pleasure of being happy?”

  “Because I can’t be with you. Please, don’t ask these questions. I enjoy your company. I ain’t even goin’ to try to lie to you about it, but you know my situation. You know we can’t be together, and the sooner you accept that, the sooner we can both agree that this can’t happen again.”

  “You came onto me this time. I did what you said and kept my distance. You’re the one that stomped in here on some mission to fuck. This is on you. What’s your excuse this time? Is it your hormones? Did you just need to get off? I’m not your damn punching bag. If you say that this is nothing, than I suggest you keep it that way. Don’t come running to me, and expect me satisfy you, so you can just walk away. I’m done putting myself out there to be walked all over.”

  She shot her hands in the air. “Fine! I’ll stay away. So sorry I bothered you, Rusty. I didn’t mean to ruin your day.” When I saw that her eyes were glossed over I knew I’d crossed a line. I hadn’t meant to hurt her feelings, but done just that.

  Still, she’d used me for the last time. I wasn’t willing to let her hurt me, when there was absolutely no way for anything to come of it.

  She was already clear across the dirt lane when I called out to her. “Don’t walk away mad.”

  I saw her middle finger shoot up above her head as she continued walking at a fast pace to get away from me. For being angry, I couldn’t deny how cute she was when she was throwing an attitude. If I had my way, I would have scooped her up and taken her back into that stable until I could convince her that my feelings were genuine.

  For the next week Isabella avoided me at all costs. She was determined to make it clear that we were nothing to each other. I’d stopped by her house several times after dark to try to reason with her, but she refused to answer the door and let me inside. I knew she was in there, probably cursing me under her breath, yet I didn’t know how else to reach out to her. I didn’t have her phone number, and I certainly didn’t know a way to leave her a message where nobody else would find it first.

  Day after day I sulked silently to myself, trying to come up with ways to win her over. It was ridiculous that I was a grown man, in his thirties, determined to win over a twenty-something female that was hell-bent on keeping her distance.

  When the new horse was delivered it took a lot of the extra time I had used to dwell on Isabella. I focused all of my energy on my new project to try and get her off of my mind. It worked during the day, but at night I longed to see her, to hold her, and to tell her that if she’d give me the chance, I’d be everything she ever needed.

  With the soon arrival of the rest of the Mitchell clan, Noah had me doing extra work around his parent’s place to prepare for the large amount of people that would be coming into town for the wedding shower. Shalan had even provided me with a list of special requests that she’d come up with on her own. I worked alongside the other ranch hands on our tasks, while trying to come up with a plan to get to know her parents. I thought that if I could convince them I wasn’t a bad guy, they’d persuade their daughter to have an interest in me. Of course, they wouldn’t have to know that I’d already been in her pants, or that late at night she kept me from closing my eyes. All they needed to see was that I was a hard worker, with kind mannerism. In some ways it felt like I was a teenager again, going to meet my date’s parents for the first time.

  Since everyone was invited to the dinner, I went out and purchased a new pair of jeans, a button up shirt, and even a new pair of boots. My old ones were starting to wear, and even though they were extremely comfortable, they didn’t exactly look presentable. Besides, I was pretty sure that the manure smell was baked into the leather.

  With new ideas, and a fresh set of things to put on, I was ready to see her again, and do my best to try to win her over for the hundredth time. She’d soon know that I wasn’t going to give up. Being with her had changed my life, and she might not have been able to admit it, but I knew she felt something for me too. Providing it was the hard part.

  Chapter 19

  Rusty

  The day before the big party, I was running around trying to make sure that everything was in order. Noah was doing the same, running after me task after task to double check. When the workday was over I longed for a long, hot shower to wash away the crud and sweat.

  As soon as I pulled up at my trailer I saw Noah. He hopped of the Gator and approached me with this concerned look on his face. I swear I thought he knew that I’d been with Isabella in the stables. I was certain that his little sister had spilled ou
r secret. I silently prepared for him to come at me.

  “Did you get things taken care of?”

  I nodded. “Yeah.”

  He gave me that same sneer as before. “Everything all right with you, Rusty? You’ve been quiet the past couple of weeks. You used to carry on with some of the guys, and even they’ve noticed a difference. I need to know if you’re in some kind of trouble. I hired you without question, but I can’t have somethin’ shady goin’ on. If there’s somethin’ you need to tell me, I’m all ears.”

  I put my hands up. “Whoa. There’s nothing shady going on. I assure you.”

  “All right then. I’ve already taken care of the chicken houses for tomorrow. That kid Johnny is goin’ to handle them for us.”

  “Thanks. I’m just going to get up early and double check things at your parent’s house. The tables will be set up in the pole building before everyone arrives.”

  He started to walk away, but turned around. “Thanks for all of this. This woman of mine is about to drive me bonkers. I’d much rather go to the court house. Don’t ever get married, man. It’s a pain in the ass.”

  Once he’d gone, I took a long shower trying to clear my head. Of course, the mere mention of being married had only given me reason to think about Simone. I’d been so focused on moving forward with Isabella that I felt guilty over not spending my nights mourning her and Sydney. I knew she wouldn’t have wanted me to do it, but for so long it was how I’d gotten by.

  It didn’t take long for me to get myself all worked up. A hunger was building inside of me, and I only knew one way to feed it.

  I didn’t bother taking a golf cart, or looking around as I began my journey across the ranch, and down the long dirt lane. Her kitchen door was unlocked, and I refused to stand outside to get caught, or be rejected entrance, so I headed inside without waiting. I called for her twice, before I began looking around, only to find her in the shower. I knew I’d frighten her, but didn’t hesitate pulling the curtain to make my appearance known.