The Shy Girl and the Stripper (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Cooper McKenzie

  “You are going to take me back, aren’t you?” she asked when he took her hand and led her out into the field.

  “Yes, you will be back in time to pack and check out, and then I’ll take you to the airport,” he said, his voice a soft rumble that reassured her in this place that was so very silent. There was no noise. No sounds of cars or music playing or sirens, or any of the other background noises she had long ago associated with life. Out here it was still, and silent. Not even a bird chirping or frog singing. Just the sound of her own heartbeat and the brush of the knee-high grass against their legs as they walked until the truck was almost out of sight.

  “What happens if we get lost out here?” She could not help but ask.

  Geo stopped, then turned and pointed behind them. “We’re leaving a trail. Don’t worry, Sunflower, I’ll take good care of you.”

  Finally he stopped and looked around. “Perfect.”

  Sunny looked around, and had to agree. They were in a slight valley in the landscape and everything in sight was visible in the natural light reflecting off the moon. Except for their presence, this could have been a field at any moment in time, almost anywhere in the world.

  Looking into the midnight sky full of stars, all at once she felt very small, yet at the same time, infinitely powerful. Pulling her hand from Geo’s she began to turn circles, lifting her arms as she whirled, feeling free and wild and as if all the energy in the world was filling her, replacing the overly excited, charged-up sexual energy she had been feeling for the past three days.

  She whirled faster and faster, feeling like she was becoming one with the earth and the sky and universe. The exchange of energy filled her with a happiness she would never be able to describe to anyone. It bubbled up, needing release from her soul, so she began to laugh. Even when she grew dizzy and ended up tripping over her feet, falling, and rolling in the grass, she continued laughing. For the first time in recent memory, she felt fully alive, awake, and out of the confining box she had spent most of her life residing in.

  When Geo picked her up from the ground and hugged her, the laughter slowly died away, to be replaced by a sexual need that began on the cellular level. She needed this man. Right here, right now. She needed to be one with this man as Eve had been with Adam in the garden at the beginning of time.

  Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she kissed her way up his neck to his ear. “Dance for me, cowboy,” she whispered.

  He pulled back and smiled at her, moonlight glinting off his teeth. “Yes, ma’am.”

  It wasn’t until he set her down that she noticed he had been busy while she had slipped the bonds of polite society, and become one with the universe. A blanket lay spread out on the grass, a small stool sitting nearby.

  Geo led her to the stool. “Why don’t you sit here, baby girl,” he said, leading her to the small stool.

  She sat without question, then pulled him down for a long, slow kiss before releasing him.

  Moving around to the other side of the blanket, Geo wished he had brought music with him. But then he looked at the woman and knew music would only intrude on the mood. Stopping a moment to pull off his boots, he turned his back on his audience of one.

  Closing his eyes, Geo began to swing hips side to side. Then, he began to dance.

  * * * *

  Sunny watched, in awe of the grace of Geo’s every movements. Having witnessed the first minutes of his performance the night before, she knew this was not how he had danced in the ballroom. It was as if he was making things up as he went. He moved easily, as if dancing to music only he heard. Music that was the opposite of the loud, staccato music Gigi had played two nights before.

  Slowly Geo pulled his shirt open, one snap at a time. Pulling the tails from his jeans, he slowly worked it down his arms before swirling it with one hand over his head. Then he tossed it onto the blanket between them and began to move. He danced around the blanket, then circled her, stopping just long enough to draw fingertips across the top of one shoulder, across the back her neck, and then over the other as he passed behind her. Heat flashed through Sunny, and she sucked a sharp breath as sexual heat flared in her.

  She reached out to grab him, but he moved just out of reach and returned to what had become his stage on the other side of the blanket. This time, he released the button at the waistband of his jeans before slowly shifting his hips left and right as his hand slid over the front of his jeans to cover his erection in an almost obscene gesture.

  Sunny’s pussy overflowing, her nipples knotting up and every fiber in her being wanted nothing more than to go to Geo, toss him to the ground, and have her way with him.

  He seemed to understand that, for he smiled at her. “Don’t move, or I’ll stop.”

  With a whiny sigh, Sunny forced herself to remain on the stool, She knotted her fingers together in her lap even as her bottom lip poked out just a little bit in a halfhearted pout.

  “I know, sweetheart, I’m needing, too,” Geo admitted as he slowly slid the zipper down its track, one millimeter at a time. His hips continued rocking to the slow beat of the music that only he heard. As soon as the zipper parted, his cock bulged through the separated panels, happy to be free of the constricting denim.

  Pushing his jeans and wiggling his ass, he worked the jeans down and off his long legs. In the next second, they followed his shirt onto the blanket between them.

  After turning and showing her his perfect, muscular back and ass for several seconds, he once again danced toward her, his hard cock putting a serious strain on the front of his briefs.

  Needing him to hurry the hell up, Sunny reached for the buttons on her sweater. When she reached the fastening on her front-clasp bra, she slipped that open as well. By the time he was beside her again, she was slipping out of her sweater and bra, tossing them both on the pile of clothes. Feeling brazen, she cupped her hands under her breasts and held them up, an offering to Geo, or the moon and stars, she wasn’t sure which. Nor did she care.

  Geo smiled and shook his head. “That is surely a beautiful sight.”

  His voice had dropped an octave, proving he was nearing the limit of his seemingly boundless control. And since her need had become a physical ache, she decided it was time to hurry this seduction along.

  “I need you, Geo,” she moaned. She closed her eyes as she dropped one hand to pull at the skirt that still covered her from waist to knees. “I need you sooooo bad.”

  She heard him mutter, “Oh hell,” just seconds before he swept her up from the stool into his thick, muscular arms.

  Before she could react to his sudden movement, he knelt onto the blanket and laid her out, quickly stripping off the rest of her clothes before tossing her briefs down as well before lying down beside her.

  Wrapping a hand around the back of her head, he fisted her hair and held her still as he kissed her. It was a long, hard, deep melding of lips and teeth and tongues, the fire between them a wildfire raging out of control as it swept from one to the other and back again.

  She needed more than hugging and kissing. Reaching under the pillow where she had stashed the contents of the third box of condoms earlier, she pulled one out. Ripping it open, she forced Geo onto his back. After licking the head clean, then taking the entire length into her mouth and bobbing up and down several times, she pulled off with a pop that made her smile and him groan. She shifted to evade his seeking arms as she unrolled the condom down his considerable length.

  “So, cowboy,” she said, pulling out her Mae West impression, which included a shoulder roll and saucy lift of the eyebrows. “How do you want me tonight?”

  Geo smiled. “Ladies choice to start, as long as I’m deep inside that hot, wet, tight pussy of yours in the next ten seconds.”

  “Hmmm,” she said, taking the condom he handed her and quickly sheathing his cock. Then she moved to straddle his pelvis, so she faced his feet. “We did cowgirl last night, how about reversing it tonight.”

  “Sounds good to
me,” he said, his voice deep and growly.

  He hissed as she took his cock in one hand, lifting it so she could mount him. At the same time, she sucked a breath when his hands cupped her ass cheeks, spreading them and sliding his thumbs down the valley in between.

  His blunt head entered, and she eased her way down his length with a sigh. She began to ride, this position not nearly as fun as the others. She wanted to see his face, needed to read his expression, and wanted to know that when he looked at her, he saw her and not some other woman.

  All at once, the voices were back. What do you mean you want to ride my cock? That’s how sluts do it. She completed one more down stroke and then froze. Nice women don’t suck a man’s cock, only whores do.

  Though she heard Geo say her name, she could not answer him. She was trapped in a past she could not seem to outrun by time, or distance. Tears welled up and overflowed as she began to tremble, a cold chill racing through her body.

  Not able to continue, she lifted up and off Geo’s cock and threw herself sideways onto the mattress. Hiding her face in the bed, she was certain he would hate her now.

  “Shhh, baby girl. Don’t cry,” Geo said, somehow wrapping his body around hers and holding her with a gentle strength she had never felt before. “It’s all right.”

  “No, it’s not,” she said through her tears. “You should hate me.”

  A hand cupped her face and turned her head, forcing her body to turn with it. He wiped her tears away with the backs of his fingers then hugged her tight again. She felt his gentle, fuzzy teddy-bear energy surround her, easing the cold, and chasing away the memories. But his kindness did not make her feel better. It added another layer of guilt to all that she was already feeling.

  “Tell me where your mind went,” he asked.

  Chapter Nine

  “I don’t like that position,” she said, afraid to tell him that the past had reached out and bit her in the ass.

  “Okay,” he said slowly. “But there was something else. A memory perhaps?”

  How did he do that? How did he know exactly what was going on in her mind? No one else had ever done that before. Slowly she moved her head up and down in an affirmative motion.

  Opening her eyes, she peered up at him, wishing the moonlight was not as bright as it was. “Voices from my past, reminding me of what a slut I am. For wanting to have sex in anything except the missionary position,” she explained in a whisper as tears once again blurred her vision.

  Geo looked solemn as he studied her for a long time before his lips curved up in a smile. “What Neanderthal thinking,” he finally said. “Sounds like whoever he is needs a copy of the Kama Sutra for Christmas.”

  Geo’s comment and suggestion had Sunny’s emotions pinging off in another direction, and she began to giggle. “And maybe a blow-up doll to practice with.”

  “Or two, anatomically correct, of course,” Geo added as he began to chuckle, which only had her laughing harder.

  It was a while before they calmed down again. And when they did, Sunny was shocked to see that Geo’s cock was just as hard as it had been before her meltdown.

  “So,” she said, reaching down and stroking a single fingertip along the underside from tip to base.

  “So,” Geo said, the hand not holding her close to his side reaching to tweak a nipple. “What position would you like to try next?”

  “Um, I don’t know,” she said with a shrug. How could she admit that she wanted to try them all with him? “What about you? Do you have a favorite position?”

  * * * *

  Geo’s brown eyes grinned, his cock twitching with excitement that not only had she overcome whatever ghosts were haunting her, but it had not dampened her enthusiasm for playing under the moon. “Oh, Sunflower, I do.”

  Having a strong suspicion about what was wrong with the reverse cowgirl position, Geo positioned Sunny on her hands and knees in the middle of the blanket. He shoved their clothes to one side and moved in behind her. Leaning down, he took a moment to place a kiss in the center of each ass cheek before cupping them with his large hands.

  Gently massaging her rounded mounds, he crawled into position between her legs, and pushed the blunt head of his cock into her pussy. He continued pushing deeper and deeper until he was fully embedded in her wet warmth.

  “How you doing, baby girl?” he asked as his hands began a slow slide up her back, their large size covering almost every inch from spine to side.

  She did not answer, though he saw, and felt, her muscles growing tense in the moonlight. He leaned forward until his chest brushed against her back just as she made a soft whimpering sound. Wrapping an arm around her middle, he shifted so their heads were side by side.

  “Shhh, sweetheart. I’m right here. Look at me, baby girl,” he said. He turned his head and met her wide, worried eyes.

  It took a few seconds, but the fear, and everything else, drained away, leaving behind a woman with needs. “Move,” she whispered before moving her head closer and kissing him.

  Though it was difficult, he was able to move his cock in and out even as they continued kissing. When she pulled her lips away and dropped to her elbows, she growled, “Fuck me. Hard.” Geo knew they had broken through whatever block had been in place.

  Straightening up, he wrapped his hands around her hips and began to piston his cock in and out of her pussy. As his balls drew up and began to tingle, he reached out with one hand and began to stroke one fingertip of her clit. He needed her to join him in Nirvana and he was too close to take his time or be delicate.

  Gritting his teeth, he fought for control until Sunny lifted her head and screamed. At the same moment, her pussy clamped down around him, which sent his orgasm rocketing through him like a freight train. His entire body locked as he filled the condom that separated them.

  As soon as his body began to respond to his brain again, he bent down, slipped his arms around her body, and pulled her with him as he settled to the blanket. They ended up lying spooned together on their sides. He separated from her long enough to deal with the condom, then pulled the blanket up and around them so they were wrapped together against the night’s cooling air.

  When she stiffened against him, as if to pull away and demand to be taken back to town, he pulled her closer and kissed her temple. “Sleep, baby girl. Enjoy the peace and quiet of the universe for a while.”

  She relaxed in his arms and in less than a minute was asleep, her breathing soft, slow, and even.

  “I love you, Sunflower Carlyle,” Geo whispered to the night sky, as he tried to figure out what he needed to do to get to spend every night with this woman to move halfway across the country to be with him. After all, she was a writer. Couldn’t she write anywhere?

  Yes, his ranch was a little remote for most people’s tastes, but they had satellite, Internet, and phone service. The mail was delivered to the mailbox out on the highway twice a week, and UPS delivered to the front door whenever they ordered stuff online. There was lots of fresh air, open land, peace, quiet, and him. What more could a woman want?

  Sleep pulled him under before he figured out what kind of an offer he wanted to make her, an extended visit to the guest room, or a lifetime commitment.

  * * * *

  Sunny took a deep breath and opened her eyes. She had slept better than she had in weeks, and felt like a new woman. Looking around, she was shocked that not only had the moon and stars faded, but the sun was up over the eastern horizon. “Oh my God,” she whispered as she fought her way free of the thick arms around her, but also the blanket that was wrapped tight around both of them. “Geo, wake up. We’ve got to get back to town.”

  Feeling exposed in the early morning light, she turned her back to Geo and began to search for her clothes.

  “Settle down. It’s still early,” Geo said as he slowly sat up. “We have plenty of time.”

  “But I have to pack and get to the airport,” she said. “I can’t miss the plane. I have…um, an appointm
ent I cannot miss tomorrow.”

  Though she wanted to say screw it and just stay here, wrapped in Geo’s arms, her doctor’s appointment was too important to miss. She only wished she could figure out how to come back, so they could do this again in the not too distant future. But her future, her life, depended on tomorrow’s meeting.

  Though he moved slowly, they were dressed and back on the road to town in short order. And as he had assured her, they were back in plenty of time for them both to pack, and check out well before the noon deadline.

  Gigi was at the valet when they returned to load their things into the truck. Ignoring Geo’s looming presence, she pulled Sunny close for a long hug. “I hope you had a good time,” she said. “And I want you to text me when you get home. And let me know how things go tomorrow, okay?”

  “I will. And thank you for everything,” Sunny said. “I had a great time. It was so good to meet you face-to-face instead of just online.”

  “You’ll have to come visit again, soon,” Gigi said.

  Sunny nodded and smiled, fighting a need to check out whether Geo agreed with his sister or not. “Maybe in the fall, after things settle down,” she said, hoping she sounded optimistic though vague.

  “And tell Shey she’d better be here next year, or I’m coming for her,” Gigi said before releasing Sunny to several other women who were waiting patiently for their good-bye hugs.

  Finally, Sunny climbed into the truck. “Thanks for waiting,” she said.

  Geo looked at her. “Anytime,” he said as he started the truck. “And I hope you come back long before fall. Like, as soon as you’re done with your appointment.”

  Though touched by the sentiment, all at once Sunny did not know what to say. “We’ll see,” she said as she felt a wall go up between them, though she wasn’t sure who was constructing it.

  By the time they reached the airport ten minutes later, the conversation had died completely, and a strained silence had taken its place. At the airport, cars were jockeying for position at the drop-off point for her airline. It was impossible for Geo to park and walk her inside. Not that there was much he could do except watch her check her bag and get in line for security.