Rough Rider

by Harley Fox

  Merryn moves against me, and in my ears I hear her let out a soft sound. It’s just a kiss — nothing crazy — but when I lift my head back up her eyes are open and she’s looking at me. And, this is the weirdest thing … it makes me scared. The way she’s looking at me. Because to me it looks like there’s something in her expression that might mean something very serious, and that means something very new to me.

  Back two years ago, when Emily first moved in with me, I remember she had a bunch of these cheap romance books in a box. She read them sometimes in the living room, and when I asked her why she liked them she said they described things that were difficult to put into words, but that everybody sometimes feels. Things like some unquenchable desire, and when your heart longs for something. And like falling in love.

  And the look that’s in Merryn’s eyes right now … I don’t know if I’d be able to put words to it the way those romance authors do, but if I were to pick one word to describe it, I might choose Love.

  My heart picks up in my chest, and I don’t know if it’s because I feel scared or because I feel like … like I might have the same look in my eyes too.

  But I that can’t be. I’ve never had that before. I wouldn’t know what to do with that.

  So I swallow, and I push the feeling down inside of me. Down where I can’t get at it anymore. Because if it were to come out of me I don’t know what I would say, or what Merryn would say, or what other people would think of me. What would they do if they knew that I could … that I feel that way …

  I swallow again and keep pushing it down, until it’s in the dark places where no one ever goes. And as I keep looking at Merryn I feel my expression change and that primal part of me comes back, and I remember her hot body and what it feels like to fuck her and my cock stands stiff and throbs, solid as a length of steel.

  “Morning,” I say to her, and I’m proud to hear the low growl of my voice. My sexy voice.

  Merryn parts her lips for a moment before saying, “Morning,” back to me.

  I lazily glance down, taking in her half-naked body, and then place my hand on her soft, bare stomach. She closes her eyes and takes a breath through her nose as I begin tracing my fingers back and forth.

  “You know that every time I look at you my cock goes hard as a rock,” I say to her. My fingers slide down and she gasps as I touch her pussy, running them over her soft, and already wet, folds. I lean closer to her, lowering my voice again. “I want to fuck you again, right here and now.”

  I slide my fingers inside of her and she gasps. They move easily in her wetness, parting her lips, her pussy tightening over me. As I begin to curl them up, beckoning inside of her, I kick off my jeans and boxers and let them land on the floor in a heap. Merryn moans and her hands grab onto the sheets, pulling them into her fists. My cock is aching to be inside of her, but no. Not yet. Not before I do what I’ve wanted to do since I met her.

  I slide down off the edge of the bed, keeping my fingers inside her, and crouch down on the ground. I put my other hand on Merryn’s knee and part her legs, placing myself between them. I’m graced with the most amazing view of her pretty pink pussy, and I can’t help but smile.

  God, how did I come to be so lucky?

  But she’s too far away, so I pull my fingers out of her and grab onto her thighs. With a swift tug I pull her toward me, eliciting a squeal of surprise out of Merryn’s mouth. Her pussy lands right in front of me and now I can smell her, stronger than ever. It smells like heaven.

  I spread her legs farther apart and Merryn obliges. I run my fingers down her wet folds, reaching her pussy opening again. Sliding my fingers inside again I feel her, every ridge. She moans and I curl them up, rubbing that elusive G-spot. She pulls at the bed sheets and tightens around me, bucking her hips up in pleasure. I lick my lips, my mouth practically watering. It’s then that I lean forward and plant my tongue over her hard little clit.

  Merryn actually cries out as I slowly lick her, teasing all the way up, her hard clit stiff against my tongue. Inside I keep rubbing her, stroking that palace of pleasures. Once my tongue reaches the top I go right back down and do the same, over and over again. Slowly, patiently. She starts to tremble but I don’t go any faster. I make sure to take my time.

  My cock is almost painfully hard between my legs, and it’s throbbing like an electric current is running through it. I feel the precum dribbling down my shaft but I don’t care. I want to see her come right in front of my eyes. I want to feel her and taste her when I make her reach orgasm.

  Slowly, ever so slowly, I continue licking her. Merryn moans in between heavy breaths now, and her pussy is clenching hard around my fingers. Every time the tip of my tongue leaves her clit I feel her tense, and then shake with relief when I continue again. She feels and tastes and smells so good, I’m certain I could come right now just by tensing my cock. It’s a struggle to hold myself back.

  And as I keep going Merryn’s moans start to come out faster. She gets a little louder, and her body begins shaking against me. I smile as my tongue leaves her clit and then covers it again, my fingers stroking her deep inside her pussy. Merryn begins to let out a constant moan, but still I go slowly. I feel my heart go fast as I draw this out of her. Her hands move down and grab the top of my head and she tries to push me down, but my neck muscles tense and I stay where I am, torturing her.

  I keep going, slowly, taking all the time in the world. Merryn’s clit is like a hard ball and it feels amazing against my tongue. She’s so fucking wet I can feel her juices on the back of my hand. I keep licking her, keep stroking her inside. Her fingers tighten their grip in my hair.

  And then I feel her rise up and she starts shaking more. Still I keep my pace, licking her just as slowly. Her pussy tightens like a vise around my fingers but still I stroke her, taking my time, doing her how I want it.

  Her moans begin to rise in pitch and the smile comes to my face. She pushes down hard on my head but I keep myself where I am. I go at exactly the same pace as before and she moans in frustration. Her hips begin pushing up against me, grinding on the bed. Still I go slowly. Her pussy is so tight now she’s almost pushing my fingers out but I keep them there, keep stroking her as I lick all the way up her clit.

  And then I feel her almost reaching that peak and I know it’s time. She gets louder, starting to cry out and move against me as her orgasm almost builds. Merryn gasps and moans but still I don’t give in. I keep on going at exactly the same pace, keep stroking her just as I was before. I could come at the drop of a hat, this is so hot, but I keep myself held back. Her moans go on longer; her cries become louder. It’s like music to my ears as I give one last long and slow lick all the way up her clit. And then, I give it to her.

  Planting my entire tongue over her clit I press down hard, drawing a sudden gasp out of Merryn’s mouth. My tongue wriggles like a snake as I push up with my fingers, stroking her harder, with more intensity than before. She suddenly lifts her hips up with a cry and I follow her, feeling her tighten hard, feeling her warm pussy juices push out of her as she comes right into my mouth.

  Merryn cries out, losing all self control and practically screaming. Her pussy grinds itself into me and I let it now. I keep my tongue where it is as her clit drives forward, causing me to strain my neck muscles, holding in place as Merryn pulls me as close as I can possibly be. Her juices taste incredible and I drink down everything I can.

  And when she’s just about done I finally pull away, and I hear Merryn’s cries die down as I leave her. But I’m not through her with yet. I pull back from her pussy and lift myself to my knees. My cock can’t wait any longer. This is the hardest it’s ever been and I can’t wait to feel myself inside of her. I grab myself and guide the head of my cock to her soaking wet pussy and in one easy thrust I push myself inside of her.

  Merryn gasps and tightens around me and I know I’m going to come any second. Still, I want to enjoy this. So I get onto my feet and scoop Merryn up, placing her with ease
a bit farther up on the bed, enough for me to climb on with her. My cock is still inside of her and as soon as I’m positioned I begin fucking her hard.

  I see the flush on Merryn’s face as she moans long and loud on the bed. Her blouse is still done up so I reach down and rip the thing open, almost tearing the buttons off of the fabric. She’s wearing a bra underneath and I slide my hands beneath her, unclasping it. Then I pull her up to sitting and take both pieces of clothing away, leaving Merryn completely naked.

  I realize this is the first time that Merryn and I have been entirely naked together and she looks up, her eyes locking together with mine. I’m still fucking her — how I haven’t come yet is beyond me — but her cheeks are flushed and that moan is still there. I lean down and plant my lips onto hers.

  She makes noises against me and I flatten myself down, pressing our bare chests together. I pump harder and she moans louder and I know that I’m almost there. I keep going as she cries out against me. She’s clenching hard on my cock but still I keep going. I feel her wrap her legs around my back and pull me in deeper. My cock slides in further, further than anything before and it feels amazing.

  And then her cries rise to a higher level and I open my eyes and Merryn looks so beautiful as she starts to come again around my cock and now I can’t help myself and I feel my body letting go.

  I explode inside of her and our moans sound muffled together as we both come hard alongside one another. I feel my cock pulse, pumping hot, enormous loads inside of her. Her body shakes and she pushes up into me, arching herself, pressing her body tight against mine. This feels amazing. Better than anything I’ve ever felt before in my life. I close my eyes again and all I can think of is her.

  And when it’s finally done, and when our orgasms subside, I feel the world start to materialize again around me, not having realized that it’s gone away. I open my eyes and I see her, with crumpled bed sheets underneath her head, with her own eyes still closed, relishing the moment.

  Jesus Christ.

  I slowly lift my head up and break off our kiss. Merryn’s eyes finally open and she looks up into me. I feel her legs relax against my back before dropping to either side. I can’t believe it. This woman … she’s more beautiful than anything I’ve ever seen before. I still feel myself inside of her, and instead of pulling out and leaving like I normally would, something in me wants to stay in there forever.

  I feel a smile come to my lips and Merryn smiles right back. But just then my stomach rumbles and Merryn’s eyes open wide. She laughs, and as she does her own stomach rumbles too.

  “I guess we’re both hungry,” she says, and I nod. She’s still smiling up into me. “Good sex will do that,” she says.

  I swallow, pulling my eyes away from hers.

  “Emily might be up too,” I say. “I’ll go and start some breakfast.”

  I lift myself up, finally sliding out of her, and get onto my feet. I give myself a stretch, my hands reaching up right to the ceiling, as all my muscles shake at once. Merryn raises herself onto her elbows and she watches me, her eyes taking in my body. When I relax I look at her, and she gives me a wink.

  That feeling again, and that sense of being scared. I pull my eyes from hers.

  “Um, is bacon and eggs and toast okay?” I ask as I grab my clothes and start putting them on.

  “Yeah, that sounds great,” she says. “Do you need any help?”

  “No,” I tell her, shaking my head. “You want some coffee too?”

  She smiles and nods. “Yes please.”

  I pull my t-shirt on over my head, and then — and I don’t know what comes over me, because I’ve never done this before — I lean down over the bed and give Merryn a kiss on the lips. And then I stand back up, only to see her smiling.

  That feeling again. That sense of being scared.

  “You just … rest and take your time,” I say, turning around and facing away from her. “I’ll see you out there.”

  Then I leave my bedroom, closing the door softly behind me. And once I’m out in the hall I give my head a hard shake.

  What the hell’s wrong with you? I ask myself. Why did you give her a kiss? But then I take a breath, and try to slow down. Inside my mind all I can see is Merryn. Is this what Emily was talking about, in those romance books? I think. Is this what other people feel when they’re with someone they … someone they …

  But I can’t say the word. I give myself a shake again.

  Get a hold of yourself, Jake. Come on.

  I glance back at Emily’s door but find it open and her room empty. So I turn and walk into the living room to find her sitting on the couch, facing away from me, nodding her head as she listens to music on her iPod.

  I approach the couch and see that she’s holding her camera, going through photos on it. I touch her shoulder and she starts, then turns to look up at me, taking the earbuds out.

  “Are you two finally finished?” she asks. “I had to drown you guys out.”

  A flush of embarrassment comes over me and I feel my cheeks glow.

  “Yeah,” I say, forcing my emotions back down. “You had breakfast yet?” When Emily shakes her head I say, “I’m going to make some bacon and eggs. Sound good?”

  “Yep,” she says, and she turns her iPod off as I turn and head back to the kitchen.

  I’ve got the coffee machine out and I’m in the middle of scooping ground coffee into the filter when Emily appears in the kitchen doorway.

  “So,” she says with a smarmy smile as she comes in, “did you two have a good night last night?”

  I shrug, putting the coffee into the basket and grabbing the carafe to fill it with water.

  “And,” she goes on, “it looks like Merryn spent the night in your room?”

  I turn the tap off and pour the water into the machine. Then I put the carafe back and turn the whole thing on.

  “I got drunk,” I say, finally looking at her. “So did she. We must’ve … passed out.”

  “You didn’t sound very passed out this morning,” she says as I grab some frying pans and put them on the stove, turning on the heat. “You two sounded very awake.”

  “Are you even aware of what you’re saying?” I ask her. “Do you really want to talk to your brother about his sex life?”

  Emily shrugs. “I’m almost an adult, Jake. I know what sex is. But what I’m talking about isn’t the sex. It’s the fact that Merryn is still here, and that you’re still with her.”

  “Of course she’s still here,” I say. “She has to wait for her car to be finished.”

  “You know what I mean,” Emily says, and inwardly I sigh.

  I do know what she means. Every woman I’ve ever brought home I’ve made sure is gone the next day. Like I said, I’ve never kissed a woman after sex like that before. And I’ve certainly never offered to make them breakfast the next morning either.

  “It’s different,” I tell her, taking the bacon out of the fridge.

  “I can tell,” Emily says. “But it’s not just because of her car. There’s something going on between you two.”

  Again, that feeling in my stomach.

  “Shut up,” I say to her as I lay the bacon out and it starts to sizzle. Emily’s starting to piss me off.

  “It’s not a bad thing, Jake,” my sister says. “And it’s nothing to be scared of. I mean, I’ve never been in love before, but I hear it’s actually pretty gre—”

  “I said shut up!” I snap.

  Emily’s eyes widen for a second and all I can hear is the sound of sizzling bacon. All I can smell is the coffee starting to brew. And that feeling in my stomach won’t seem to go away. Every time I think about Merryn it gets worse and I hate it. I hate it so much.

  “I’m not … that’s not happening. Okay? Merryn’s leaving here tomorrow and then we’re never going to see her again.”

  I turn back to the fridge to take out the eggs, putting them on the counter perhaps a bit too hard. I turn and grab the bread out of the
cupboard, opening it up, taking out six slices.

  “There’s no reason to get angry,” Emily says, and she sounds hurt.

  “You’re being a little shit,” I tell her. “And you’re poking your nose in places where it doesn’t belong.”

  “And what places are those?” She sounds like she knows everything, and I know she does, and I struggle to keep my anger down.

  “You know what places,” I say to her. I put two pieces of bread in and push the toaster handle down.

  “Of course I know,” she says to me. “And you know too. But my question is: why deny it if we both know that it’s there?”

  I don’t look at her. I’m chewing on my words, anger threatening to explode out of me.

  “Go and set the fucking table,” I finally say to her. “What do you want to drink?”

  “I can grab my own drink,” she says, opening the drawer to get the cutlery. I still don’t look at her as she starts taking out knives and forks. The pan for the eggs is hot enough but I still haven’t cracked them in. Emily closes the drawer and turns to walk out.

  “You’re wrong,” I say to her and she stops, looking back at me. “About Merryn and me. Nothing’s going to happen between us.”

  She just shrugs her shoulders.

  “Whatever you say,” and then she disappears around the corner, leaving me alone.

  I take a deep breath to control myself, and then crack six eggs into the pan. By the time breakfast is just about made and Emily’s set the table, I hear my bedroom door open and soft footsteps pad out. Inside my chest my heart skips a beat.

  Fucking stop it! I yell to myself. But even still, when Merryn appears in the kitchen doorway and looks at me, I can’t stop the smile that comes to my lips. Even with her messy hair and her wrinkled clothes, she still looks beautiful. She always looks beautiful.

  “Mm, this smells amazing,” she says. “Can I grab some coffee?”