Marlene laughed. “We can’t let that happen, can we? Are you finished?”
“I haven’t even started yet.”
Holy cow. Marlene signaled to the waiter to bring the check. It was time to go.
* * * * *
Buck was like an oversexed teenager. He just could not keep his dick down. Every time he tried, Marlene would do something that was like a stroke on his balls and the flagpole stood up again.
After paying for dinner, they hustled out of the restaurant and ended up making out in the cab of his truck again. She was all soft and hot and so incredibly sexy, Buck’s hands could not stop touching her. They had to get back to somewhere and get busy, or he was going to come in his pants.
He pulled his lips away and sat back. “We need to find a bed.”
“We need supplies.”
Buck looked at her with one eyebrow raised. “Supplies?”
“Have you got rubbers?”
Oh hell, he’d about forgotten about protection. At least Marlene didn’t have blood loss to the brain as he did.
“Good point. Lead the way, Lee.”
They broke every posted speed limit on the way back to Espejo. She asked to go to Buck’s motel room rather than her condo. He didn’t ask why, but he figured she didn’t want the neighbors to think badly of her for bringing a man home. Buck just wanted to get her naked and in a bed. The where wasn’t important.
He pulled into the drugstore with a screech of tires. He kissed her quickly and hopped out. The cool night air helped him calm down a little bit before he went inside. A young fella behind the counter said hello, and Buck went right to him.
“Which aisle are the condoms in?”
The boy grinned and pointed the way.
When Buck arrived in aisle ten at the extensive condom display, he heard two women talking on the other side.
“Did you see her? It was like a nightmare performance. Do you honestly think she was good?” the first one asked.
“I don’t care about the singing. I heard she was practically humping that guy right there in the bar,” the second one chimed in.
Buck stopped browsing and listened. Carefully.
“Well, we all knew Big Mac had no class. She’s always been outspoken and bitchy. Why, just last month she embarrassed me with that awful Babs Loomis,” said number one.
Big Mac.
They were talking about Marlene. He’d heard that blonde bitch call her Big Mac at the karaoke joint.
“Yuck. Don’t even get me started on Babs.” Number two sounded like she was tasting bad cheese.
“Between those two and that weird Veronica, they’re like the three witches of Espejo,” number one announced as if she’d discovered something.
A titter of nasty laughter followed.
“That’s funny!” Number two snorted.
“I shouldn’t say that, but you’re right, it is funny.” Number one lowered her voice. “Mark my words, that woman is bound for shame. She can’t control herself, and now she’s throwing herself on some strange man. Desperation. That’s what it is. She’s desperate for a man, and she probably gives good blowjobs. No wonder her lips are so red.”
Buck’s fists were so hard, his knuckles cracked. No wonder Marlene talked about leaving town. Folks talked trash about her and tore her into little bits when she couldn’t defend herself. It wasn’t his business.
He had to tell himself that five times so he didn’t go over and give the two little bitches a piece of his mind. He liked Marlene. She was not a desperate witch. She was a funny, smart, talented woman who touched something in him he didn’t know existed.
Buck grabbed two boxes of condoms and a bottle of personal massage oil. As he stalked up to the counter, he stopped twice to pick up a couple of other items for the night’s pleasures. He wasn’t about to let two small-minded women ruin his night.
Buck was going to be a love slave, and he was going to enjoy every second of it.
* * * * *
Buck came out of the pharmacy with a larger bag than Marlene expected to see. He obviously bought more than a box of condoms. A yip of excitement jumped around inside her. Thank God it was dark, or he’d likely see a wet spot from her pussy on the seat and her nipples so damn tight they hurt.
“Did you get everything you needed?” Marlene was more than curious.
“And then some.”
His jaw was tight, and she wondered what had happened in the store. His playful mood wasn’t gone, but something had definitely dampened it.
“Anything wrong?”
Instead of answering her, he threw the bag in the backseat, and grabbed the back of her head. The kiss was like a branding. Hot, hard, and full of fire. He opened his mouth and Marlene moaned low and deep.
Not here, not here.
She pulled her mouth away with effort. “Let’s get going before we get arrested.”
Buck’s breath was coming in spurts. “Yeah, you’re right. Let’s go.”
He left the parking lot as quickly as he’d pulled in, and within ten minutes, they were at the motel. In the gloom of the parking lot, Buck’s face was a study in shadows.
“Are you ready?”
He wasn’t asking her if she was ready to get out of the truck. He was asking her if she was ready for everything. For a night of naked sex and whatever else they wanted to do. The freedom to simply be and do without restraint or apologies.
“I’m more than ready. Let’s go, cowboy.”
They made it into the motel room without touching. That was a miracle. Marlene stuck her hands on her pockets to keep them from touching his perfect ass when he was unlocking the door. She brushed past him through the doorway, and he groaned just a little. The plastic bag shook in his hand.
He flicked the switch, and a small lamp in the corner of the room came on, lending a golden glow to the room. It had one king bed, a TV, dresser, nightstand, and a guitar. Marlene’s eyes widened at the guitar, but when she turned to look at him and ask, she changed her mind.
He closed and locked the door without looking. His gaze locked on hers.
“Your wish, mistress?”
His voice sent shivers up and down her spine. She eyed the bag in his hand.
“Show me what you bought.”
He opened the bag, took out a box of ribbed condoms, and tossed it on the bed. Then he pulled out another box of different condoms and, with a wicked grin, tossed them on the bed, too. Next was a bottle of massage oil and a heated look at her breasts. Marlene couldn’t stop the tingles of excitement.
Last, he pulled out a can of whipped cream and bottle of chocolate syrup. A huge throb of arousal thumped through her. The thought of licking anything off him, or him licking her, was enough to make her very wet. Her pussy howled with hunger.
“Anything else in your magic bag?”
He shook his head. “No, but I do have something else to show you. Whenever you’re ready.”
Marlene had to hold herself back. They had all night. No reason to rush.
“Okay, first thing I’d like is for you to strip.”
Without another word, Buck started taking his clothes off. Marlene was more than astonished, she was amazed. She wasn’t sure Buck would want to go through with the whole love slave thing, yet here he was, doing as she asked.
Light sandy-brown whorls of hair, a few scars, and nicely defined muscles graced his tanned chest. Yes, Buck was definitely a working man. His shoulders looked like they could hold the world. The nice trail of hair led from his belly button down. His boots came off with a little effort, then he unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his hips.
His marvelous erection strained against the black boxers he wore. Marlene hadn’t forgotten the nice size of his package. She couldn’t help but stare and drool. Buck was incredible-looking.
Before she could say another word, his boxers were off and he stood there deliciously naked, like a flesh feast laid out for Marlene’s consumption.
“Holy shit.�
�� It popped out of her mouth before she could stop it.
Buck grinned. “I’m glad you approve.”
“Jesus, Buck, I don’t approve. I applaud and bow at your feet.”
Marlene stepped toward him, and he held up one hand to stop her. “Now remember, I am your love slave. I live to serve you. Tell me what to do, mistress.”
Her heart was pounding, her blood was flowing, and she itched to touch him, but he was right. He agreed to be her love slave, and Marlene wanted to live out every fantasy she’d ever had. Even if it took days.
“Undress me.”
“Thank God.” He intoned as his large hands reached for her. Gently, he pulled up her shirt, kissing each inch of skin he revealed. He licked and nibbled his way up to her breasts, and as her shirt stuck over her face, he bit her nipple. Hard.
“Ouch!”
“Couldn’t help myself.” He kissed the abused nipple, then pulled her shirt all the way off.
Buck’s chest lightly touched hers as he reached behind her to unfasten her bra. His hair tickled her skin, prompting her shivers to have shivers. He slid the straps off her shoulders slowly, licking his way down until he reached her nipples. One little lick for each, and then he stepped back with a grin.
“Delicious.”
Marlene ached so badly she needed more. “Suck them.”
Buck dropped to his knees and proceeded to give her the tongue bath of her life. His talented mouth licked, suckled, and nibbled each nipple in turn. Marlene was amazed to feel herself close to having an orgasm. She touched his hair, surprised to find it so soft and silky.
“Okay, now take off the rest of my clothes.” When she said it, it nearly hurt, but she needed more.
He unsnapped her pants, then slid them and her panties down to her knees. He stuck his nose between her legs and licked her inner thighs.
“Mmmm ... you smell good. Hot and musky.”
Yep, she sure was. Hornier than she’d ever been in her life.
After pulling off her jeans and panties, he led her over to the bed and sat her down to remove her shoes and pull everything completely off. Then he knelt in front of her.
“I want to taste you.”
Oh God, oh God.
“Far be it from me to make you unhappy. You may taste me.”
It sounded stupid, but it also sounded ... right.
Buck moved closer and spread her knees. Marlene felt exposed and resisted his touch without even realizing it.
“It’s okay, Lee. I won’t hurt you.” Buck’s eyes were full of honesty even as his pupils were wide with desire.
Marlene relaxed her muscles and allowed herself to let go. Since this would be the most sensual night of her life, she wanted to enjoy it to its fullest. Buck ran his hands up and down her thighs, and the sensation was exactly what she imagined it to be. Rough against soft.
He bent down and blew into her curls. The heated flesh shivered against the cool breath. His thumbs parted her pussy lips and he licked her slowly from side to side, then top to bottom, leaving no inch of flesh untouched.
“Oh, baby, I was right. Sweet.”
Marlene lay back on the bed and her hands crept to her breasts, where she started pinching her nipples to Buck’s tongue laps. Lick. Pinch. Lick. Pinch. Oh, God, it was incredible. The sensations shooting through her were enough to feed her fantasies for years. For the first time in her life, a man licked Marlene’s pussy, and she loved it.
“Pinch them for me, baby. Pretend I’m biting them.”
Buck’s husky commands notched up her arousal to dangerous heights. As his tongue taught her what it meant to be laved, Marlene floated on clouds. He put two fingers up inside her, finger-fucking her while he suckled her clit.
“Jesus, that feels so good.” She almost didn’t recognize her voice.
He added a third finger and bit her, then licked and nibbled at her until her orgasm slammed into her like a freight train. She bucked against him, squeezing his head with her thighs, and shouting like a crazed woman. He never let go, never stopped laving her until after the last tremor passed.
“Oh, my God.”
“Mmmm ... nope, just your love slave.”
While Marlene tried to land on Earth, she heard him open a box. He tore the package open and the snap of rubber echoed around the room. He nudged her open and thrust into her hard and fast. She gasped as her entire body clenched and tingled.
“That feel good, mistress?”
“Keep going. I’ll let you know.”
He chuckled and started moving within her as his mouth descended on her nipples. Buck was not only big, he was talented. He knew exactly how deep to go, how to move, how to push his pelvic bone against her over-sensitive clit. He seemed to know everything.
Amazingly enough, she felt an orgasm building after only a few minutes. Marlene didn’t think it was possible.
“Buck, that feels ...”
“I know, baby, I know.” He pulled her legs up and held them open like a V. She was completely vulnerable and open. He was deep, so deep; she was lost in the ecstasy.
“I’m close.”
Gazing up at him, eyes shut tightly and veins standing out on his neck, Marlene had never seen anything more beautiful than Buck Miller between her legs. She felt the wave rolling in and wanted to ride it.
“Let’s go then. I’m ready when you are.”
He groaned and thrust home repeatedly. Her orgasm spilled over her. She clutched the bedspread and nearly screamed herself hoarse. Buck shouted her name as he touched her womb and spilled his seed. Marlene felt like a thousand points of light were exploding all over her skin.
Sweet Jesus and all the saints.
The fumbling experiences she’d had with sex were bad nightmares. This ... this was heaven wrapped in a hard male body named Buck.
Chapter Five
Marlene woke up Sunday morning with one big hairy leg thrown over hers. She grinned and mentally hugged herself. God, that felt so good, so amazing! Waking up with a man was something she’d always wanted to do. She was also quite sore and sticky. After she extricated herself from beneath his leg, she climbed from the bed and glanced back at him.
Lips parted and breathing slow and even, his face seemed softer in sleep. She grinned, picked up her clothes, and headed for the bathroom.
* * * * *
Buck heard water running. He cracked on eye and realized he was alone in the bed. He grabbed the pillow beside him and breathed in her scent. In all his thirty years, and couple dozen -- okay maybe four dozen -- women he’d had sex with, the pleasure had never been so intense. He had nearly blacked out from it.
He never believed in that love shit. That mindless stuff in greeting cards and country songs. He never thought that someone could simply find their “one and only” and recognize him or her immediately. It never felt real.
Until now. Until Marlene.
Buck was falling in love. He recognized it for what it was and it scared the hell out of him. He’d only known her two days, but already he could sense this was different. Very different. He wanted to spend the day with her. Hell, he wanted to spend the week with her.
He figured he was in trouble. No, he knew it. He was in it up to his eyeballs.
With a groan of the inevitable bursting from his throat, he threw the covers back. Naked, he padded to the bathroom to find her. He wanted to tell Marlene what he was thinking and find out if she felt the same way. Certainly, Buck was never one to run away from anything. Best to face it like a man. Just to be cautious, or perhaps hopeful, Buck brought a condom with him. Perhaps early morning pleasure is just what they needed. He knew he needed it.
Steam swirled around the bathroom and coated his face like a visible shroud. He left the bathroom door open a crack to let the steam out. He wanted to able to see her, not just a blurry image.
“Dang, Lee, you sure do like a hot shower.”
A giggle came from behind the white shower curtain. “It’s my weakness. I share a hot w
ater heater with my neighbor, so I don’t always get the hottest shower.”
“Want to make it hotter?”
The curtain opened and a wet hand beckoned him. “Come on in, cowboy. The water’s fine.”
Buck opened the curtain wide enough to step in. It was a world of heat, steam, and woman. Her hot body leaned into his and she started caressing him. His dick stood at attention beneath her lovely hands.
“Mmmm ... that’s a nice wake-up.”
Her wet hair trailed down her back and drops of water hung on her long eyelashes. She looked so young and sweet. Then she grinned wickedly and cupped his balls.
“You can say that again. Did you bring me breakfast?”
Buck’s knees went a little weak as her hand continued to stroke him up and down.
“I sure did, baby girl. You want a lollipop?”
She snickered. “Oh, that’s an old one.”
He groped for something else. “Cream cheese on your bagel?”
Marlene laughed and kissed him quickly. “That’s original.”
Before he could say anything, she had her lips wrapped around him. As her magical mouth reminded him just how amazing it was, her lithe hands continued to fondle his balls. One finger reached back and caressed his asshole. It wasn’t as shocking after he realized it felt good. Really good. He leaned back against the plastic shower wall and closed his eyes.
She bit the base of his cock and he groaned. “Keep it up and it’ll be over too quick.”
Her mouth left his dick and went in search of his balls. She suckled them into her mouth while her meandering finger crept inside him. He rocked with her rhythm, floating in a sea of pleasure. He didn’t want to come in her mouth again.
“Lee, I need to fuck you.”
She started sucking him again and finger fucking him at the same time. He held onto his sanity by a thread.
“Please, baby, please.”
Marlene stopped and looked up at him.
“I can’t ... I need ... please.” He sounded like a babbling idiot holding up the condom, but she apparently understood.
Marlene turned her back to him, lifted one foot onto the side of the tub, and braced her hands on the wall.
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