by Ruby Rose
Chief holds onto me like he never wants to let me go. Sensations flicker between my legs that I’ve never felt before. I know that I want him, but I can’t, not yet.
I pull away from him. His eyes stay closed, and his lips pursed. He finally looks back at me and bites down onto his lip.
“I’ll be in the town for my session on Saturday. Shall we go for pizza?”
*****
“Pizza?” Lexa shuts her bedroom door and lowers her voice. “You said yes, right?”
“Yes, but don’t tell Mum or Ava!”
“Why don’t I come along with you? I could dress up in the same clothes like we used to do when we were teenagers and swap places. I’ll give you my opinion on him, and he’ll never know it wasn’t you!”
I throw my head back, laughing.
“We’re not teenagers anymore, Lexa. But I am nervous. I feel like a schoolgirl!” I fall back onto the bed and clutch my pillow against me.
“How’s Ava been?” I ask, rising onto my forearms, realizing that all this time I’ve been out with Chief, Lexa has been taking care of the family.
“She’s OK at the moment, she had a temperature this morning, but I’m sure it’s nothing.”
I sigh. “Yeh, it’s probably nothing. Let me know if you need me though, yeh?”
Lexa gets up from the bed and stands at my door before leaving for her bedroom.
“You will be careful, won’t you, Lexi?”
I screw up my nose at her; just a second ago, Lexa was begging for the details of Chief’s sexy body.
“It’s just; he is a convict-”
Chapter Five: Chief
“You order whatever you want, Lexi.”
She’s still nervous, but she doesn’t know the half of it. Ever since that kiss, I’ve been dreaming of her every night. The dreams are so vivid; I can almost run my fingers through her soft wisps of hair as she lays there next to me. Nothing hurts more than waking up every day and knowing it was nothing but a fantasy.
Having her here in front of me is enough to take my breath away. Part of me is terrified. I know she feels something for me too, or she wouldn’t be here, but until I know she’s mine, for real, I won’t feel safe.
“Oh, I don’t know!” Lexi drops the menu onto the table.
“Is there something wrong? Don’t you like pizza? Because honestly, Lexi, if you don’t like pizza, then I’m not sure I can trust you.”
Lexi pushes her lips to the side. It’s that cute smile she does when she knows I’m reading her mind. She doesn’t like knowing how connected I am to her, but I can read her like a book because although we might not have taken the same roads in our life, we ain’t all that different.
“I’m supposed to be on a diet,” she sighs.
“Are you kidding me? Who told you that?”
“Mamma did.” Her eyes sink down to the table. She raises her eyebrows and pushes the salt shaker around with one finger. “And she’s right, you know. I never used to be this big. I was always the skinny one of the three girls! But, well, you know how it is.”
She looks up at me, but her eyes quickly roll down to the table once again.
She thinks I don’t get it because all my weight is muscle, but I think she looks just how a woman should. She’s got those hips that give you something to grab onto. She looks strong, like she knows her way around a farm, but still feminine. Those breasts, my god, those breasts- I could sink my face into them and sleep there all night.
“Well, Lexi, I think you’re the most beautiful girl in this town, probably the whole damn country. I don’t like my girls stick-thin, and I certainly don’t like girls who’re too scared to share a pizza with me.”
“I ain’t scared!”
I raise an eyebrow at her.
“Excuse me, sir,” Lexi calls out to the waiter.
“Can we get an extra-large pepperoni pizza, please?”
“Coming right up!”
“Oh, yes, girl! That’s what I like to see- a lady getting exactly what she wants!”
“Well, you won’t get it if you don’t ask.”
I look around the room; I’d hardly even noticed the other people around us since I’d been so fixated on Lexi.
“And what does a woman like you want?”
The waiter places the plates down in front of us. I can’t help but wonder if he sensed the tension between us. Our bodies face one another, but I feel her feet brush past my legs ever so slightly.
“Pizza, of course,” Lexi licks her lips as she stares into my eyes.
“And how do you like your pizza?”
She takes a deep breath of air, before leaning her mouth closer to me.
“It’s gotta be hot!”
“Of course,” I reply.
“It’s got to be big…”
I roll my eyes across my body. Does she know how big I can be for her? I didn’t even know I could get that big until I thought about her.
“And it’s got to be a little spicy.”
Lexi’s foot slides up my leg, and I feel my whole body tense up. ‘Not here,’ I will my manhood, sensing my hard male heat begin to rise.
I look at Lexi.
“Spicy, eh?”
“Mmmhmmm,” she nods.
I nod my head and watch the smile curl across her face. I can’t stop my face from mirroring hers, and the two of us start snickering.
“I like my pizza saucy,” I snigger.
“And dripping in cheese!” Lexi drags out her words, exaggerating every syllable. I burst into laughter. And she can’t hold back either.
We spend the rest of the evening just like that, collapsing into each other as the smiles spill from us.
Lexi hugs her cardigan tightly around her body as we leave the pizza joint.
“Here, take this.” I shake off my heavy denim jacket and drape it over her shoulders. She looks so tiny underneath it. I smile as I watch her. It’s like seeing my flag cloaked across her, but I know I haven’t conquered her heart just yet.
“I’d better take you home.”
She doesn’t answer, she just nods.
“You do want me to take you home, right?”
“I should go,” she sighs. “I gotta check Ava’s OK.”
“Is Ava your twin?”
“No, that’s Lexa, you’ll know because we look exactly the same! Ava’s younger, she´has a…”
Lexi pauses and looks up at the stars. “Condition. We manage between the three of us, though.”
“I can take you back now if you want?” I open the truck door and raise my hand to help her in. She ignores my hand and instead climbs up. I just laugh. She certainly doesn’t need a man; I just hope she wants one.
We sit in the truck with the engine off. Finally, Lexi breaks the silence.
“Can we just go somewhere for a while?”
“Where?”
“Anywhere.”
“Alright.”
I drive back to the ranch. I know something that’ll take her mind off her troubles at home.
“They’re only a couple of weeks,” I whisper as I creek open the barn door.
“You’re kidding me, Chief!”
“You can hold one if you want.”
I lean over the pen and pick up one; its soft fur feels so tender against my skin. I giggle as he hops around me. Lexi giggles too.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a mine your size and stature holding a tiny little rabbit like that before.”
“Didn’t you know all ex-cons have a soft spot for bunny rabbits.” I pass Lexi the tiny creature.
“And for girls named Lexi.”
With her one free hand, Lexi pushes her back behind her ears. I love those ears, they’re a little pointed, but so small.
I put the rabbit back in the hutch.
“Come over here; you can see all the stars from here.”
I take her hand and climb up a few bales of hay. I sit her down beneath the hole in the roof.
“So far out in the country, you can see th
e stars so clearly.”
“It’s beautiful,” she whispers, leaning her head onto my shoulder. I hold her there, stroking her hair. I could almost doze off, but there’s too much adrenaline shooting through my veins.
“Well, I’d better go now,” she breaths.
I stand up and walk her over to the barn entrance. I push hard on the wooden door. Then I push again.
“Oh, come on, Chief, don’t tell me we’re stuck in here for the night!”
I turn to her wishing I could reassure her, but this ain’t the first time this has happened to me. Last time, I had to wait for Tiger and Bird to find me the next day.
I push again, forcing all my weight onto the door.
“Nope,” I gasp. “She’s stuck.”
“Seriously?”
“I’m afraid so.”
“Shit. I’d better text, Lexa. Damn, I hope she doesn’t tell Momma.”
I wonder if Lexa knows I’m an ex-con.
“Come over here.” I shuffle Lexi into the corner of the barn with me, and we’ll curl up together on top of a mow. I wrap my arms tightly around her.
“Gosh, it’s pretty cold in here.”
“Come closer, then.”
First, she nestles her face into my chest. Her cheek sinks into the curve of my collarbone. Then I feel her cold hands slip beneath my shirt. I don’t even mind the chill.
I pull her into me even harder. By now, she must be sensing the growing in my jeans, but I won’t make a move until I know for sure she wants me to.
Lexi lifts her head, and our eyes meet.
“Aren’t you going to kiss me, Chief?”
I gulp. I’ve wanted this since the second I laid eyes on her, but now that she’s here with me, I barely remember how to kiss. I cup her face in my hands and pull her close. This time her lips are cold but sink into me the moment we touch. I thought maybe she’d be less nervous the second time we kissed, but I recognize those nervous trembles, not shivers.
I wrap my arms around Lexi and pull her on top of me. Her legs slip down by my sides, and I let my hands trace her curves up and down as she kisses me hard. I drag myself away from her lips, burrowing into the nape of her neck and pleasuring the twinges she makes when I find her most sensitive spots.
Slowly, I notice Lexi’s body grinding into my own. My loin begins to swell, and my rigid length presses against the denim until I can barely take anymore. I sit myself up against the bale of hay behind us. She’s straddling me and rocking her hips back and forth. She shies away as I roll my eyes across her body.
“Chief,” she utters, wrapping her arms around her stomach, but I can’t top myself. I grab onto the ruffled sleeves of her dress and tug at them hard, exposing her bare chest to me—her bust bounces in front of my eyes. In the cold of the night, her pink nipples tighten into rock hard peaks.
“Lexi,” I groan. “You’re the most incredible woman I’ve ever seen.”
I bury my face deep between her cleavage, letting my tongue drag up and down. She keeps on rubbing into me. I grow bigger and harder with each second.
“Agh,” I moan quickly.
Lexi looks down at my crotch, noticing the bulge and the pressure building in my pants.
She reaches down to my belt and unbuckles me. Her pupils grow, and her mouth drops open when the tip of my shaft breaks through the rim of my boxers.
“It’s all yours, Lexi.”
She looks around the barn as if someone else might be here. I pull her face back to me and hold her gaze. She slips her hand down to my stomach, and finally, I feel the touch of her womanly hand against my pulsing maleness.
She quickly retreats and pulls her dress up over her breasts.
“What’s wrong, Lexi. Did I scare you?”
“I, I,” she stammers in fear. I want to make this feel right; the last thing I want is for her to be scared. I roll her over to the side and push back her hair.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I’m sorry if I-”
“No, Chief, I want to.” She bites down on her lips and traces her fingers along my chest. She unbuttons me and kisses me further and further down.
“It’s just-” She stops. Those pools of blue stare up at me and those thick black eyelashes flutter nervously. “When I said I stayed away from men, I really meant it.”
I slide my hand between hers. “You mean, this is your first time?”
Lexi nods, and her cheeks turn pink.
“Well, Lexi. I can’t deny that I want you bad. Right now, I just wanna rip off every last piece of clothing from your body and bury myself deep inside of you.”
Lexi gasps, but her hands clench around my manhood, and I know she wants to hear more.
“But I’ll take it slow with you. First, I’ll get you ready.”
“How are you going to do that?” she asks.
I push her dress to the side and run my fingertips along the edge of her panties. She’s already wet, and I haven’t even gone inside yet.
Lexi switches from intense stares to fluttering eyelashes.
“I want to touch you here, Lexi.”
Just one word, and I’ll know I can.
“Yes,” she growls.
I don’t wait to sink two fingers deep inside of her. Her teeth dig down into her bottom lip, and a moan leaves her body. I went easy on her, but if she’s going to take my cock, she’ll have to have more.
I pull her closer to me with my fingers. Lexi’s body falls powerless to me. I wait for her ribs to rise until I really work her.
She digs her nails into my back, grunting my name, cursing under her breath. I feel her muscles contract around my hand, and finally, her juices seep down her legs.
She shakes as I kiss her.
“So you’ve never felt a man’s tongue in your pussy before either, I suppose?”
Chapter Six: Lexi
I didn’t stop myself from being with a man because I thought it was a sin, or because I wanted to be his first. I just kept myself to myself, and never got involved with any of the boys from town.
How the hell did I end up here?
Chief kisses his way up my leg, inching his way closer to my warm, wet womanhood. My veins are still throbbing after cumming over his fingers, soaking the hay beneath us. I always thought a man might want me to reciprocate; that terrified me.
However, Chief seems to get off on my pleasure. I pretended to ignore his wandering eyes, sinking down between my legs as he slipped his hand in and out of me. In fact, I enjoyed hearing him sigh with exasperation.
As his lips creep ever closer to the sensitive folds of skin, and his breath tickles me over the cold of the night, I ask myself once again, if I’m making the right choice here.
I grab his head with my hands and pull his gaze towards me.
“Please, Lexi, let me taste you!”
Chief is begging me. No matter how bad this is, it can’t resist. How could something that feels so right ever be wrong? I let go of his cheeks and sink down, resting my head back. I feel his tongue slowly glide across me.
“Oh my god!” I cry out. Chief gets startled and clutches onto my thighs.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Don’t you dare,” I growl, pushing his head back down between my legs.
At first, my legs clench as the very tip of his tongue softly caresses me; it almost tickles, but Chief starts to drag his lips across me too, sucking ever so slightly and smothering his face with my juices.
Now it doesn’t tickle, he applies more and more pressure, but only as I need it.
No finger of mine has ever felt like this.
My whole body comes alive as Chief provokes sensations in me I never knew I could feel. Just as I think it can’t get any better, the hot waves of passion start rippling through me.
“Oh god, Chief,” I call out, grabbing onto his hair. He doesn’t stop; he knows what he’s doing. Again, I feel my flower opening up and releasing all over him. Chief kisses me hard when my breathing fi
nally returns to normal.
He pecks all the way up my stomach. My instinct is to clutch it, shielding it from him, but I stop myself, knowing that with him, I don’t have to feel ashamed of who I am anymore.
The voice in my head tells me not to go there, tells me that this ex-con might be trouble but that voice is outweighed by my body's screams to be filled. He sits there in front of me, standing tall and stiff, I can almost hear my vagina begging for him.
“What’s that?” I stroke a bird tattoo standing out from Chief’s skin.
“We’ve all got one, me and the boys. It’s not the best, because we got it done inside, but it’s a brotherhood. Together, we’re free.”
I bite my lip at him, my fingers gently running back to his face.