420 Bride Street: Cherry Falls, Book #16

by Cole, Jagger

  “She was never yours,” I hiss. “You never deserved her. You never had her.”

  He blinks in pure fear, staring up at me.

  “You’re going to get the fuck out of this town. You’re going to forget about Tansy entirely. And right now, you’re going to get your pathetic ass up and walk the fuck away. Or I will make damn sure you’re not able to walk at all. Do we understand each other, Jeff?”

  I nods venously, tears and blood streaming down his face.

  “Wonderful.”

  I drop him to the ground and turn back to her. Tansy is white in the face, staring at Jeff on the ground. But slowly, she raises her eyes to me, and a grin curls on her lips. I take her hand in mine.

  “You ready to go?”

  She doesn’t say a word, but she nods, still looking at me with those wide, gorgeous blue eyes. Silently, her hand in mine, we walk away, back to my truck.

  She’s quiet and shaking a little on the drive back out to the ranch. I frown, taking glances her way to see her looking out the side window. We drive like that the whole way back, in total silence.

  By the time we’re pulling up my driveway, my spirit’s dropping. Shit. I’m bad at this stuff, so I have no idea what’s going through her pretty head. Is she having doubts about leaving that prick? Is having watched me break his nose making her afraid of me?

  I shut the car off and open the door, scowling. I’ve made a point of keeping that side of me in check in life. It’s the savage in me—the animal I keep contained. But him threatening her, and even being there to scare her like that had it breaking out of its cage. But now, I wonder if having seen a peek of it, she’s walling me off.

  I can hear Tansy get out on her side, shutting the door behind her. I start to walk around the front of the truck.

  After all, she just left a man who threatened to break her nose. Tonight, she watched me break his. It could be that she doesn’t see that as heroic. It could be that she sees that as a reminder of the man who threatened to hurt her.

  I glance over at her as she starts to walk silently towards the front of the truck. I frown.

  “Hey, are you okay?”

  I stop at the front of the truck. She keeps walking towards me—her face neutral, still silent.

  “Tansy—”

  She crashes into me, and I blink in shock as she slams me back onto the front of the truck and practically jumps into my arms. She moans as her mouth hungrily presses to mine, her hands dropping right to my belt.

  Yeah, I play a real fast game of catch up.

  I growl as I kiss her back, my hands sliding own to grip her hot little ass through the sundress. She whimpers into the kiss, practically ripping at my clothes.

  “What’s this about?” I growl, panting as she pulls away for one second.

  Her eyes seem to glow with desire. “This is about me wanting you, Colt. Badly,” she moans quietly. “And I’m kind of over pretending that I don’t.”

  My mouth tightens. My cock surges rock hard.

  “I thought this was all just pretend,” I growl.

  “Yeah?” she whimpers. “Well, this isn’t.”

  I groan as I grab her by the hair and yank her mouth to mine. She gasps into my lips as I pick her up, turn us around and push her ass back on the hood of the truck. I push her dress up as her legs spread for me. This time, I don’t even bother to rip her panties off. I just yank them to the side as I drop down between her thighs.

  Tasting her the first time was heaven. The second time, it’s better. I groan as I push her legs apart and devour her pretty little pussy. I make a fucking meal out of licking her cunt—teasing her clit until she’s shaking and writhing on the hood of my truck.

  I bring a hand skimming down her thigh. My lips wrap around her clit as I ease two thick fingers into her. She moans deeply, and I can feel my dick responding to the sound. Christ, she’s so fucking tight, too. I can barely get my fingers into her slick pussy.

  But I slowly ease them in and curl them against her g-spot. My tongue swirls over her clit as I pump my fingers in and out. I lick and suck and growl into her. Her thighs clamp around my head. Her fingers grip my hair. Suddenly, her body arches from the hood, and she cries out in pleasure.

  I can feel her cum flooding my tongue. I groan into her, lapping it up as I coax her through the orgasm. She’s still trembling as I pull her up and sear my mouth to hers. Our tongues dance as I scoop her into my arms, turn, and march towards the house.

  “Your place or mine?” I growl.

  She giggles against my lips. “Yours.”

  I practically break down the front door and then storm up the stairs to my bedroom. When the door shuts behind us, I set her down on the bed and step away. I start to peel my shirt off. But I pause when she blushes and bites her lip nervously.

  “Nothing we haven’t seen before with each other, huh?” I grin as I pull my shirt off and toss it aside. Tansy swallows as she stands. Her gaze traces over my body before settling on my eyes. She slowly pushes the straps of her sundress off. The top falls away from her perfect tits. She wiggles her hips, and the whole thing falls to a pool of cotton at her feet.

  I groan as I drink in the sight of her in just her panties. I kick my shoes and socks away and my jeans hit the floor. I step out of those, and then we’re just staring at each other.

  “Well?” she teases. “What are you waiting for?” She grins slyly at me. “Nothing I haven’t seen before, right?”

  I just grin as I drop my boxers to the floor. Her eyes drop to my thick, rock-hard cock, and her mouth falls open.

  “Fuck,” she whispers breathlessly. Her eyes widen, and she squeezes her thighs together.

  “Thought this was nothing you hadn’t seen before?” I smirk.

  “Uh yeah,” she purrs as she drops her panties. “Not like this I haven’t.”

  She moves towards me, and then suddenly drops to her knees in front of me. I groan as she wets her lips and reaches for me. Her small hand curls around my fat cock. I growl as she tentatively strokes me, her mouth still wide open.

  “Fuck, you’re huge.”

  She leans in. When her tongue swipes over my crown, I hiss in pleasure. Her wet lips part, and her hot little mouth sinks over my throbbing head. I groan in pleasure, muscles clenching and my balls drawing up. My hand slips into her hair as she starts to hum around me.

  Her mouth slides up and down, her wet lips dragging over my cock. She keeps stroking me with one hand, and the other goes to cup my balls. I hiss, throwing my head back as the pleasure almost overwhelms me.

  Tansy’s mouth slips down to lick and suck down the length of my cock. Her pink tongue swirls and dances around my balls, making my legs shake. She drags her tongue flatly up the whole length of me. She takes my crown back between her lips as I groan and fight for control.

  With a hiss, I gently pull her away from me. I pull her up into my arms, and she moans when I kiss her deeply. I slide us back into the bed, pushing her sprawling back across it with a giggle. I move over her, spreading her legs as they wrap around my waist.

  I fist my cock and lay it against her sweet cunt. I lean over her and kiss her deeply. Her arms slide around my neck as I slip my swollen head between her lips.

  She moans eagerly, rolling her hips to try and take me in. I tease her, loving the way she moans as I rub my head over her clit. But then I slip it lower and sink my crown into her opening. She gasps, and her breath catches at the feel of me there.

  “Oh my God, Colt,” she moans. I push, groaning. She’s so goddamn tight, and I’m a very big guy. But she’s so fucking wet that my thick cock sinks right into her hot little pussy.

  “Oh shit!” she cries out, gasping as she throws her head back. She writhes under me as her face crumples.

  For a second, I think I’ve gone too fast, given my size. But when I try and pull out, her legs clamp fast around me.

  “Uh-uh,” she moans, shaking her head. “Stay right there.”

  “Right here?�
�� I snarl. I grind deep into her, feeling her squeeze tight around me as she moans.

  “Oh fuck,” she whimpers. “Oh fuck, you’re so big.”

  My mouth kisses down her neck to her collarbone. I slowly grind into her, letting her get used to the size of my cock. When she’s rocking her hips and squirming for more, I ease up. I push her legs up with her ankles over my shoulders. She’s whimpering in anticipation as I slide out to leave just my head inside of her.

  Then, I sink back in.

  “Oh fuck yes!” she moans.

  I snarl as I thrust deep, then back out, then back in. I go slow at first. I let her set the pace. But soon, we’re moving faster. Soon, I’m groaning as I start to pound her little pussy with my heavy cock.

  Nothing, nothing in the history of people fucking, has ever felt half as good as Tansy’s absolutely perfect pussy feels snug around my dick.

  “Fuck, baby,” I groan, rutting into her. I lean down, pushing her knees back to her tits as I kiss her hard. The position has me thrusting so fucking deep, and she starts to go fucking wild. Her nails drag down my chest and arms. Her pussy clenches around me as she kisses me madly.

  “Shit, that’s so good,” she moans. “Fuck, Colt!”

  My hand cups her face as I thrust into her. She turns her head, and her eyes hold mine as she wraps her lips around my thumb. I groan, feeling my balls surge as she sensually sucks on my thumb while I fuck her into the mattress.

  “Fuck, Tansy,” I groan. “You feel so fucking good, baby girl. That little pussy feels so fucking tight around me.”

  “That’s… oh God,” she gaps. “That’s because your cock is fucking huge,” she moans. “And it feels so fucking good.”

  “You like that fat cock fucking your tight little hole?” I snarl.

  She moans as her eyes roll back.

  “You like me pinning you to my bed and pounding you like my own little fuck toy?”

  The beast is breaking free. The animal inside of me is roaring as the cage shatters around it. And it’s all because of her.

  But I’m not worried. Because it’s pretty clear that Tansy loves it.

  “More!” She chokes, moaning in pleasure.

  “More?” I snarl. “You want more of my cock pounding you like my own personal little plaything? Fucking your hot, pretty little cunt until it comes all over my fat cock?”

  “Oh fuck,” she cries out. “Oh fuck, Colt! I—”

  “I want to feel you come for me, baby girl,” I hiss. My muscles burn and my cock surges so hard as I bury it to the hilt in her. “Come on that big dick, baby. Come for my cock.”

  I thrust into her hard, and suddenly, she’s tensing up. Her head falls back, her nails dig into my arms, and her eyes crumple shut.

  “I—oh my God, I’m coming! Oh fuck!”

  I groan when I feel her come apart on me. Her moans fill the room, and her sweet pussy ripples and clenches tightly around me. I drop my mouth to hers, kissing her deeply as she clings to me. The feel of her walls milking the cum from my balls is more than I can resist.

  With a snarl, I kiss her hard as my cock pulses deep. My hot cum pours into her, and she moans into my lips. My arms circle her, drawing her into me as I kiss her and hold her, as if I might never let her go.

  And quite honestly, I’m fairly certain that I never, ever will.

  10

  Tansy

  Cassidy and I had talked about drinks. But instead, we opt for coffee. We sit outside the Cherry Tree Coffee Company—the same spot where I tried to kill time after my night sleeping in the truck. Luckily, it’s safe to say circumstances are slightly different this time.

  For one, I have a job now. And a place to sleep. I have an income. Oh, and I’m also having the best sex that any woman—ever, in the history of time—has ever had.

  It’s been a week since the night Jeff jumped out of the bushes outside Pritchard’s looking dangerous. A week since Colt stepped in like a knight in shining armor—or maybe more like a super-hot viking—and sent him running for the hills. Which, side note, maybe have been the hottest thing any guy has ever done for me. It was like a primal response—like being protected from another predator by my mate or something. Like National Geographic foreplay.

  It’s been a week since I jumped head-first into bed with Colt Patton. And the last week has been absolutely insane. We’ve barely left his bed. Except to move to mine; for no other reason but because we ran out of clean sheets for his.

  Or to move to the floor. Or the kitchen table. Or the stables, and twice in the hay loft of the barn, because why not. And then several, several other places all over Colt’s house and property. Needless to say, when I sit down—a little sorely—with Cassidy at the coffee shop, I’m riding on cloud nine.

  “Okay, jeez, you’re getting laid,” Cassidy rolls her eyes, smirking at me. “We get it already.”

  I blush. “Huh? I didn’t say anything!” I stammer.

  “Girl, you didn’t have to,” she grins. My blush deepens, and I bite my lip.

  “Have you even left a bed in the last week?”

  I roll my eyes. “Yes, Cass. We’ve left the bed.”

  “I mean to do something besides bang someplace other than the bed.”

  My lips curl, and she hoots in laughter.

  “Well, hey, good for you.”

  “She said jadedly.”

  Cassidy laughs. “I am not jaded.”

  “She said, dripping in sexual frustration.”

  “You done yet?”

  “She hissed, with the frigid, bitter tone of a woman not touched in far too—”

  “Okay, do you want an iced coffee dumped over your head? Because that how you get an iced coffee dumped over your head.”

  I laugh and lean over to hug her. “I’m just joking.”

  She sniffs indignantly, but sarcastically. “I have prospects, thank you very much.”

  I grin. “The friend you were visiting?”

  Cassidy laughs. “Arianna?” She wrinkles her face. “Dude, I might be hard up, but I’m not switching teams out of desperation. Jeez.”

  We’re both giggling when suddenly a shadow falls across the table. I glance up, and the joy fades from my face when I see her.

  “Oh, please, don’t let me stop the fun.” Deirdre smiles at me with all the warmth of a frozen tundra.

  I clear my throat, and I try to swallow back the murderous jealous that swells in me when I see her. I hate that she’s had her hands on Colt. I hate that she was so fucking terrible to him, even if in the very long run, it meant him and I crashing into each other. And I hate that she’s still in his life, trying to fuck with it.

  “Hi, Deirdre,” I say thinly.

  “Oh my God, is that…” Cassidy sniffs loudly. “Is that sulfur? Brimstone?”

  Deirdre sneers at her. “Ahh, the name-calling. So I take it that means you’re fucking him, too?”

  “No,” Cassidy smiles sweetly at her. “But he is my boss, and one of the nicest people I know. And you’re, well…” she shrugs. “You’re literally Satan.”

  Deirdre rolls her eyes and then levels them at me.

  “What do you want, Deirdre?”

  “You, gone.”

  I wrinkle my brow. “Excuse me?”

  “I want you gone, you little tramp.”

  “Right, okay. Well, Deirdre, this has been a blast, but—”

  “I know it’s bullshit, bitch,” she snaps. She drops her expensive handbag onto the extra chair pulled up to the table. She rests her hands, like claws, on the back of it. She leans into me, leering at me. “Your and Colt’s ‘engagement’?” She air-quotes and sneers. “I mean what are you, twenty-two?”

  “Twenty-six, and what difference does it make?”

  “None. But you’re young, and impressionable, and—”

  I laugh. “You think he’s using me?”

  She smiles. “I wish you were that stupid, but I’m guessing you’re not. No, hon, I’m saying you should go with that. Be
cause the alternative is, you’re lying with aims for that lie to influence legal outcomes. And guess what else they call that?”

  I frown. “Uh—”

  “Fraud, you little cunt,” she snaps triumphantly. “And when I prove it—and I will fucking prove it, trust me. I’ll drag you through so much legal hell that I might as well actually be the devil.” She glares at me. “How’s that sound?”

  I swallow. My lips purse, and I try to ignore the thudding of my heart in my chest.

  “Or you walk away now, and stay the fuck out of my way.”

  “Oh, God, ouch!” Cassidy gasps. Deirdre and I both turn to her.

  “You okay?” I mutter quietly.

  “No, yeah, it’s just….” She winces dramatically and hugs herself in pain. “I guess I’m just not evil, and being this close to the literal personification of it is—”

  “Oh get fucked, you little shit,” Deirdre snaps. Cassidy grins, and I barely hide mine as Colt’s ex whirls back to me. “Think about what I said. You don’t need to get dragged into this. But don’t you dare think I won’t if you get in my way.”

  “Oh, sweetheart, there you.”

  Lorne, her lap-dog of a boyfriend, or whatever he is, trots up behind her. When he sees who she’s talking to, he groans.

  “Honey, the lawyers implicitly said not to talk to her.”

  I stiffen. Lawyers?

  “Fine, fine!” she snaps at Lorne when he tries to pull her away. She turns and glares at me. “Think about what I said.”

  “Honey—”

  “I’m coming, Lorne!” she snaps angrily. The both of them stomp away, leaving Cassidy and in stunned silence.

  “Uh, okay,” I groan. “Did that just happen?”

  “Yeah.”

  I shake my head and scowl into my iced coffee. “I mean who does that?”

  “Yeah seriously.”

  When I look up at her, Cassidy is grinning.

  “What?”

  “What you said! Who does that?” She grins. “Who just walks away and leaves their expensive bag just lying there like that?” She nods at the spare chair. When I turn, my jaw drops.