“It’s OK,” he said.
She didn’t know how long it was before she came back. She looked up to see Grant stroking her cheek. He wiped sweaty hair away from her eyes.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
Angel couldn’t speak.
“Remember, three fingers if you’re in trouble.”
Angel wasn’t in trouble. She just had an amazing orgasm. It must have scared him though. She was thrashing, out of control, and not responding. Her eyes darted around to look for the vibrator. She wouldn’t be able to stand any more of it. If he put it to her pussy again, she would pass out. Thankfully, Grant had turned it off and rested it against the barn.
He kissed her on the cheek.
“You scared me for a second there.”
Angel realized she must have looked out of it. Even Grant’s eyes were hazy, and he wasn’t the one who had the orgasm. But as he continued to grow less worried about her safety, she saw a spark. Then her eyes roamed lower to his jeans. How did she miss it before? His full cock bulged. She moaned again, this time nudging his leg.
He began to take her out of his bondage contraptions. Another great release washed over her as she was completely naked.
This man...I can’t believe…
I never thought I would do anything like that, never mind find it so exhilarating.
She crawled back onto her hands and knees. Angel was ready for him to take her again. He smiled, running his fingers over his hard cock. When she turned around, showing him her juicy sex, he couldn’t resist.
Absorbed in her beauty, Grant came to a stunning conclusion. He wanted her, not just as a play thing, but he wanted to take care of her, to treat her as his lady, and to go even further. His mind raced ahead, thinking about filling her and claiming her with his seed. She could be his, and he found that the idea didn’t scare him like it usually did, the fear of commitment, but he wanted it desperately, to call her his own before she was gone forever.
And he knew the best way to do that.
He would fuck her until he came in her. Not just once, but over and over again, until she would have his child. They would be bound then, and no one would be able to take her away. Angel was meant for this life.
She spread wider, telling him that she wanted it as well. There were no words, but there was a shared connection, a feeling that they both knew what they needed to do to solidify their romance.
He brought his stiff cock closer to her sex. It was hot, emanating heat though he was feet away. He couldn’t wait to feel her tightness blanket him. He laid his hand on her lower back, telling her he would be inside soon enough. She buckled, ready for him to enter. It felt so long ago. He could remember how she felt that time, and it had been bliss. He hadn’t felt love like it ever in his long life.
Angel leaned over, raising her hips, showing off that round, lovely ass. She looked back at him. Her lips were sealed. No doubt she was biting into her lip in anticipation. He laid his fingers against her moist pussy, feeling how wet and warm she was. It was unbelievable. She lunged ahead, her natural reaction to flee because of his touch. Grant would need to keep her in place.
She was much too sensitive. He hoped she would be able to handle him after the strong orgasm.
“I’m going to come in you again,” he said, running his finger across her opening. She twitched, fidgeting, and Grant had enough of that. He wrapped his fingers through her hair, holding her in place, using her hair like he would his rope.
There was no response to his confession, unless you counted whimpering. He slowly pushed his cock tip forward, edging it against her pussy lips. Angel moaned, releasing all that pent up temptation. She gripped, waiting, her sex wrapping around him.
He pushed his cock deep, thrusting his cock tip right against her sweet spot. She buckled, her thighs rattling from his thickness. Grant had to grunt himself, letting the energy pulsate in his lower gut. She felt even better. He didn’t know how she did it, but each time was better than the last.
He fucked her in slow strokes, running his tip right over her velvety grooves. Each time he rushed over her, gentle yet firm. She cooed to each stroke, and each stroke, he needed to pull her hair back.
“You fuck me so good,” she cried out. “I love it, Grant.”
He loved to hear his name when he was fucking, and it only caused him to grind his hips faster. His cock pressed against her top and bottom, pushing in farther. He swept past her sweet spot, heading deeper in her womb. He grasped her ass tight. Grant was losing control…her cries, her lovely shape bouncing to his thrusts was too hot for him to bare.
A need came over him to see her taking his cock to the side. Wrapping his arms underneath her, he flipped her over onto her side, grabbing onto her before she struck the ground. He laid her gently in the grass. Then he pushed next to her. She looked beneath, seeing his thick, meaty cock coming closer to her slit again. How they ever fit that thing inside her, he had no idea, but she was wet, and sucking him in deeper.
She expanded again to fit him. He pushed right through, touching her until the moan escaped. She held onto her trembling thighs. He clawed at her neck, grasping it, pulling her closer while he let her feel the full brunt of his cock deep inside her. The heat swept through her. She slowly ground against him, impatient and needing the orgasm to come over her again.
“That’s it, just like that, ohh that feels so good,” she said, rocking her hips. He wrapped his arms around her waist. Grant wasn’t interested in teasing her any longer. He wanted to give it to her, to let that heavenly feeling overwhelm her.
“I can’t wait to fill that sweet pussy,” he said with a growl, swaying his hips and smacking his cock against her. He drove it right in. Each thrust rocked her to the core. She tried to slide away, but he kept his grip around her waist.
He wanted more.
Grant wanted all of her.
He took her trembling leg and thrust it into the air. Now he could fuck her even deeper and harder. His balls smacked against her now, and she howled, the pleasure so strange but exciting. He didn’t think she’d ever had sex quite so romantic yet rough, and that turned him on even more. She tried to rock her plump ass against him, but stopped as he took control.
“Grant, Grant,” she said over and over. It was like she was trying to tell him something, but couldn’t, the pleasure was too immense.
He knew what it was. She wanted to say she loved him. She was saying it though, even though she couldn’t get the words out. He pounded, his cock slick from her wetness. She tightened around him, and they felt perfect together. He kept using her, and she hollered, once again he thought she was coming, but she merely hung there on the edge of the orgasm.
She fought, trying to break free.
“I’m almost there,” he said, holding her tight.
“Please, Grant, give it to me.”
“Yes, take my cum, Angel,” he said. He pounded her harder. Her tits bounced to his ravaging. He twisted her nipples. It caused a chain reaction through her, and her pussy gripped him. He felt her sucking him in and opening up.
When she closed her eyes tight, he knew she would come soon.
And her pleasure sent him over the edge. He grabbed her ass, digging into her softness, and pounded her sweet pussy until he felt his balls surging.
“I’m gonna come,” he yelled.
“Yes, yes,” she cried back to him.
He kept fucking her in strong strokes, pumping her full. She came at the same time, and he felt the wave pass through him, then he came inside her, sending so much cum into Angel.
They both grabbed onto each other madly as if they were falling. He kept his cock pressed deep inside her, though she kept trying to push him out because her pussy was already filled with his seed. He made her stay. He grabbed her around the throat, shoving her against his chest and kissed her. She whimpered, then that cut out as she was out of breath.
He let go of her, but he stayed inside.
She jumped. Gr
ant brushed her hair away, kissing her back to him. He looked at her, her eyes watery. She wiped a tear back. Before she was so defensive. Never thought I’d see her wiping back a tear.
I guess I was defensive as well. We both had some growing up to do.
“You were so deep inside me.”
“Yeah,” he said, grinning.
She grinned as well.
He loved that smile, much more than he liked tending to his ranch, and that said a lot.
“Think you earned yourself a day off tomorrow,” he said, and then he kissed her again. “And tonight, I’ll make you a dinner you’ll enjoy.”
“Grant?” She looked worried all of a sudden. Angel pushed away. She laid in the grass, her legs spread open. When she saw his cum still inside her, covering her, she closed her thighs tight.
“Yeah? What is it?”
He could guess. She was going to bring up him coming in her, the possible ramifications. He knew she was going to be a little scared afterward.
“You came in me, and you know what happens after that, I’m sure you’re well aware.”
“Yes, I am,” he said, “I’m fully aware.”
He climbed toward her.
“If I’m pregnant-”
He didn’t wait. “You most definitely are. If not, you will be.”
“All right,” she said, nodding. She looked out at the ranch.
“Why am I not more afraid?”
“You must feel safe with me. Don’t worry, trust that instinct. I’m not going to desert you. I did what I did because I wanted to. I had full intentions of getting you pregnant.”
“Hmm?” Her face lit up. Who would’ve known Angel was secretly the type who wanted a child early? Grant did. It made sense. All of that hatred for living in the country, having the simple life. Then there were her parents, who would’ve tarnished her ideas of a stable relationship. It was something she always wanted, but never thought she could have.
“I’m so glad I was so naughty and got stuck on this ranch.”
“Hell, when you put it like that, I’m glad you were so much trouble as well,” he said, and he gave her another kiss. “I sound like I’m already under your thumb.”
They wrestled in the grass, rolling over one another. Grant pinned her, and then they kissed some more, touching each other, getting used to what it was like to not fear the other leaving.
Grant held to his word. He cooked her an impressive meal, a four course dinner. There was french onion soup, and then there were even appetizers, strips of ribs, and then the main course, the best steak he could cook. He had been saving it for himself, keeping it fresh in his storage for awhile, but he wanted her to have it. It was a special occasion. After the meal, she held her stomach, groaning.
“Are you trying to kill me with food?”
“Maybe. What’d be wrong with that?”
“Nothing. You almost killed me with sex already. I figure food is your next option.”
He passed her a cold glass of iced tea. “Everything is fresh, right? That’s what I like most about this place. Anyway, I wanted to cook this meal for you because I think you deserve it. You’ve really come into your own, you know that? And it’s a celebration of our future together.”
“Don’t be getting all soft on me, Grant,” she said, chugging the iced tea. Angel really wanted to be more attentive, but the food was just that good. She could barely keep up with the conversation.
“Sorry,” she said, wiping her lips. “Your food is really good.” She beamed again. She looked extremely happy, and that happiness transferred over to Grant.
He took her plate. She tried to get up to do it herself.
“Nah, I’ve got it honey. Don’t you worry about it. Like I said, my gift to you.”
She beamed even more. If Grant laid it on any thicker, he knew he would be going overboard. He tossed the plate near the counter. She rose anyway, curling her arms around his hips. She kissed his back, smelling him, his cologne a woodsy oak with spice.
“Should I go outside and help out?”
“No, don’t do that. You stay right here.”
He started the water. Before he could pass the plate over it, she pulled him around, or at least tried to.
“I’m headed out.”
“Where you going?”
Not to a club? Not to Shanice’s place? They were the furthest from her mind.
“Going to the store. I think I better take a test, don’t you think?”
“That’d be smart,” he said, and he was happy to see she was still smiling. He gave her another kiss.
“I’ll be back in half an hour or so. You get those dishes done and then we’ll have some more fun.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Angel leaned on her toes to kiss him. Then she swayed, her hips rocking, and he gave her a whoop on her ass, looking incredible in her tight jeans. He turned on the water and began washing. He heard her yell goodbye and then heard the door slam shut. He hurried cleaning, knowing that their would be another passionate night waiting for him.
He almost didn’t hear the phone ring.
When he answered it, Grant didn’t even think about who could be on the other end. He forgot that Angel was there for a reason.
She’s here for me to take care of…and not in the way that I’ve been doing.
Things change, he thought, but he didn’t know how he would explain that to the person on the other end.
It was Angel’s mother. “Hello, Grant?”
He paused for a moment. It felt like forever since he agreed to watch Angel. Now he thought about his choices. He considered what he could do. He didn’t want to cause problems, but figured that it would happen no matter what path he took. He put the phone closer to his lips.
“Hello, Tiana?” He knew it was her. There was no denying that.
“Yes, hi Grant, I was just checking in to see how Angel is doing.”
“Oh, right,” he said. She’s doing great. You’ve got quite the hot daughter, Tiana. Stop it, Grant…that’s her mother. Don’t you cause problems when there doesn’t need to be none.
What do you mean? I already caused a hell of a problem. I got her daughter pregnant.
He gripped the phone tight.
“She’s doing great,” he said. Grant was still thinking about how he would play this. He knew it was best not to rush to a decision. This would be a tricky situation.
“Oh great, that’s good to hear.”
Grant thought about Angel, bent over and at his will, her pussy ready for him to come inside. Uhh…just great.
“If it’s going well, you can let her come home. She wants to come to my place, doesn’t she?”
“Right,” he said, but that worried him.
I can’t allow this to happen.
Grant didn’t care what he said now. He knew he couldn’t give Angel up.
“Angel is going to be staying for much longer.”
There was a long silence on the other end, then a gurgled, “What?”
“Angel is staying here. I’m sorry Tiana. I know how strange this might sound to you, but that’s the truth.”
She laughed. “You’re kidding right? Oh, I hope she hasn’t been too much trouble. You’re being sarcastic, right?”
“No, afraid not. Truth is,” and Grant paused for a moment, readying himself for the fallout. “I’ve fallen in love with Angel.”
3…2…1.
“What the hell did you say? Grant, put Angel on the phone.”
“Sorry, I know it’s got to be quite a shock, but I needed to tell you the truth.”
Sometimes it was best to tell the truth in one big dose rather then spread it out. It would be a shock, she would be furious, but he couldn’t lie. The decision was made. He heard rummaging in the background, then heard the phone slam down, but it wasn’t hung up.
She picked it up again.
“You get Angel on the phone right now.”
“Angel is out.”
“I don�
��t care! Get her on the phone right now.”
“Look, I know you’re shocked, but Angel is old enough where she can make her own choices, and this is the choice she’s made. Now I’m going to hang up now. Angel can talk to you once she’s gotten back from the store.”
He heard more screaming as he pulled the phone away from his ear. Then he hung up.
She would probably still be screaming, he realized, as he took a seat, his bones weak and his mind weary. He didn’t want to cause any problems, but sometimes in life, that’s the only choice you can make. He held his head in his hands, feeling bad for Angel, who would get the brunt of her anger.
If Angel didn’t get back soon, he bet she would call the cops. Tiana might think Grant kidnapped her, that her old friend had finally snapped. Not really, anyway, they were just having some dominance and submission lessons together. Grant didn’t know how well that would go over with the cops, even if Angel tried to explain it to them. He hoped she would hurry home. Then he remembered why she was heading out.
Could she really be pregnant? It seemed like a wonderful dream, too good to be true, but he was ready for it if it was true. He stopped cradling his head, then grabbed a beer from the fridge.
She came back in half an hour. Exactly how she said she would.
When she came in, he did his best impression of not being worried. He wanted her to do the test first, then worry about the eventual problem with her mother. She came in and sensed something was wrong, but he didn’t allow her time to ask any questions. He would ask the first question.
“You got it?”
She held it up.
“Go on, let’s see what that sucker says.”
She hurried to the bathroom. He waited again. Grant put his empty beer on the counter. He crossed his arms, feeling somewhat nervous, but then uncrossed them, realizing he looked stand offish.
Please…please…
“I’m pregnant,” she said, and she kept checking it.
Then she was in his arms. He lifted her high and gave her a kiss. She was still stunned. Wrapping her arms around him, holding him tight, he could hear her low moan, could hear her begin to whimper and cry. She wiped a tear and let go of him, hopping out of his arms.
Cowboy Got Me Shook (BWWM Romance) Page 7