by Ruby Rose
“If I make it around this park quicker than you, you have to agree to come to dinner with me.”
At first, she narrows her eyes, but I’m pretty sure she thinks she’s got this.
“Deal,” she quips. “And if I outrun you, then you have to do one-hundred press-ups, right here.”
I shove her with my elbow before leaping off.
“You could have at least chosen a difficult challenge!” I call back.
Moira furrows her brow at me and pushes off from the ground with more spring in her step than I’d imagined. I chuckle to myself while I establish my pace. One hundred push-ups? She just wants to watch me sweat. Now, that can’t be a bad thing. I knew she was attracted to me.
Moira quickly catches up with me, smiling between steady breaths.
“So, you wanted to apologize?”
“Yeh,” I sigh. “I realize I embarrassed you the other night, and now you’re not talking to me.”
Moira shakes her head a little but continues running by my side.
“I’m not ignoring you, I’m just focusing on my work, keeping my head down. I don’t need any distractions.”
It hurts to hear her call me a distraction, but deep down, I know I’m more than that to her, or she wouldn’t be here right now.
“I don’t want to distract you from anything, Moira. Not your work, not your workouts. I guess I’m just not very subtle.”
Moira throws back her head and laughs. I turn to her, confused, and she just titles her head and giggles some more.
“I guess you’re not, Bird.”
“Well, that’s why I want to apologize, I suppose. I really didn’t mean to disturb you that night in the gym. I wasn’t watching you either, I’m no creep. It’s just when I saw you in there; you looked so perfect. I swear it felt like I was looking at you for just a second, but I blinked, and time must have passed me by faster than what it felt. You were looking at me, your arms wrapped around your body and your eyes down to the floor. I felt horrible; I did. I made you feel self-conscious. I made you feel embarrassed about your own body when all I’ve always seen you as the most beautiful woman imaginable. That’s why I’m sorry, Moira, I mean it.”
Moira stops running and shields her eyes from the sun blasting down on us. For a moment, I think about taking her cheeks in my hands and pulling her towards me. I don’t care who’s here with us. I’m not ashamed to tell the world this is the only woman I want. But am I what she wants?
I stop jogging a few meters ahead of Moira and turn back to her.
“If you think I’m stopping for you, then you have no idea how much I want to take you on this date.”
Moira’s jaw drops. She doesn’t believe me, but I wink and turn around to start running again, this time much faster so she can’t catch up.
“Bird!” She calls out. “Hey, Bird! What kind of apology is this? Wait for me!”
I just speed up. For once, I don’t feel embarrassed. Finally, being able to talk to her only relaxes me. Yeh, I’ve still got a lot to explain to her, but she’s not scary, I don’t know why I let myself get so nervous around her. She’s perfect.
By the time I reach the corner where we started running, Moira is only a few steps behind. As she reaches me, she bends over and holds onto her knees. I look away, but the glimpse of cleavage already stirs me, and I have to think about anything else to stop myself growing in these running shorts.
“Some gentleman you are, Bird!” She stands back up and smirks.
“I promise I’ll make it up to you at dinner.”
“Oh, yeh, dinner…” Moira rolls her eyes, but the little nudge to my stomach tells me she’s secretly excited.
“Moira, can we sit down for a while? There’s something else I want to talk to you about.”
Her eyes lock with mine, and suddenly her cheeky smile turns to concern.
“Sure, Bird.”
There’s real interest in her voice. As much as I tossed and turned about this last night, now that she’s here with me, it doesn’t feel so hard to tell her everything she needs to know.
We sit close to each other. Moira turns to face me, lifting one leg onto the bench and hugging her knee close to her body.
“I’m sure you know by now how us boys got to know each other.”
“I know you’re an ex-con if that’s what you mean.”
“It’s true, I went to prison, but there’s something else.”
Moira swallows the lump in her throat, preparing for the worst.
“I never committed any crime. Well, when I was about six years old, I stole a keyring from a store I went to when I was on vacation with my Momma, but I felt so bad that I gave it back the next day.”
Moira giggles and tucks her lips under her teeth.
“What I mean is, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I never hurt anyone.”
“Bird, I’m not one to judge, I… you’re not the first convict I’ve met. But I heard your crime was violent. I didn’t want to say anything; I didn’t want to believe it but-”
“It’s OK, Moira. I know it’s scary, but I promise you, I am not that man. I was in town, I’d been drinking and partying, and then I heard a scream. It was a woman, and it wasn’t no normal scream, I already knew she was terrified and that she was in real danger. When I got there, I saw three guys stood around her, one had his hand around her throat while she was pushed up against a wall. At first, they didn’t react, but when I stepped towards them, I guess they got scared, because of my size, or whatever.”
“That’s horrible, Bird.”
“The guy holding her let her go and her body just flopped onto the cold ground. I ran over and sat down beside her, but she passed out when she hit her head. Two minutes later, the police were there, and the woman couldn’t confirm nor deny that I was innocent. They took one look at me, a big guy with muscles, and decided I was guilty.”
“I’m so sorry, Bird.”
“It’s not your fault. But damn, I wish I knew how to defend myself in court, I wish I’d had the money for a real lawyer, instead of the one assigned to me, maybe someone would have believed me. I got six years, released after two because a witness from a nearby bar came forward. They found the three guys who really assaulted her, and I was acquitted. I was glad to get out, and the compensation I received paid for most of Wild Eagle Acre Farm, but it was too late to stop me being an ex-con, and ruining my reputation forever. I don’t normally care what anyone thinks of me, I don’t even care if they think I did it, but I do care what you think, Moira. I don’t want you to stay away from me because you think I’m dangerous. Because I promise you, I would never hurt you, or any woman.”
Moira places a hand on my leg and leans closer.
“Thank you, Bird, for your honesty, for telling me everything, for caring what I think, but-”
“But what?” I shake my head as her eyes gloss over.
“But I never thought you would hurt me. Not for one second.”
It’s that feeling again, that overwhelming need to grab her and pull me towards me, the tingling sensation in my stomach that shouts that this could be a bad idea. But this time, I ignore it.
I slip my hand around the back of her head and bring her towards me. To my surprise, she doesn’t resist. She closes her eyes and extends her neck. Before I know it, our lips are touching, and my whole body feels her.
Her fingers slide up my neck, and she can’t stop herself from kissing me harder and harder, letting our tongues slip in and out of each other’s mouths.
She pulls away, exasperated, and looks around.
“No one else matters,” I whisper, bringing her back to me and savoring every second of her taste. My body wants more, but for now, I’ll take this- everything I’ve ever dreamed of.
Chapter Six: Moira
Bird takes my hand and leads me to the truck. He opens the door for me and watches me as I climb inside. I can feel his eyes on me while I take the step up. He wants me, and I want him.
“Where do you wa
nt to go, baby?” Bird steadies his breathing and holds on tightly to the steering wheel. He looks out onto the road before turning to me.
“What do you mean?”
“For dinner? You still want that date, right?”
I laugh, but Bird’s dead serious. He really wants to make me happy. He wants to keep his promise to me.
“I don’t want to go on a date, Bird.”
“No?” His chest drops and his eyes droop.
“No, Bird, not right now. We’ve got time for that later. Right now, I just want you.”
I grab his face and pull him towards me. We kiss, again, with just as much magic as the first time. I feel my nipples tighten into rock-hard stones, and there’s a buzz rippling through my body. I can’t stop myself. I shift my weight onto my side so I can get closer to him.
Bird pulls me on top of him with ease, lifting me over the gear stick with his hands gripping me around my ribs. I’m straddling him with my legs wide apart as his thighs are so large and muscular.
I lean back and allow my eyes to trace him up and down. It’s the first time I’ve really had him. I’ve watched him over and over again. I saw him topless, I’ve seen the sweat drip down his chest, and I desired him with everything in me, but I’ve never had him.
And here we are. Here I am. With this man between my legs, powerless to my every desire.
He kisses me, but not on my lips. He sinks his face between my neck and my shoulders and runs his lips over my skin. It tickles, but I notice the hairs on my arms stand up, and I know we can’t stop here.
Bird runs his hands down my back while he holds me close, caressing my softest and most sensitive areas with his tongue. When he reaches my hips, he pauses and sinks his fingers into me.
I bite down on my lip to control the slight pain. It stings when he grabs me like this, but I love it.
His hands quickly slide beneath my hoody and ride up to my chest.
“Wait,” I breathe. What do I tell him? I’m wearing a sports bra, and I’m still sweaty from our run. He can’t see me like that. Anytime I let my mind wander and imagine how it might be to have Bird like this, I’m always in my best underwear, in my bedroom, where I have control.
Here, we’re in his truck. Sure, it’s getting dark, and there’s no one here in this car park, but it still feels dangerous.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” I exclaim, taking his hands and bringing them up my body.
“I just-”
“Baby, I know I said I didn’t watch you that night in the gym, but I never said anything about afterward.”
I hold onto his chest and watch his lips as he talks. They’re so full and wet, and all I want to do is to feel them all over me.
“Afterwards, I thought about you. I thought about you in that outfit every single night up until now. Seeing you there, working out, sweating, focusing, that for me was so sexy, it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. And right now, those nights of imagining you and taking you for my own are coming true.”
I smile and kiss him quickly.
“Taking me for your own?”
“Yeh, baby. I want you to be all mine, don’t you?”
I try to hide my nerves. I’ve never felt so close to someone. I’ve never felt so excited by someone. Never in my life have I wanted to belong to someone else so desperately. And that lack of control scares me. Why does Bird do this to me?
I nod my head and grind into Bird with my hips.
“I want to be yours,” I whisper into his ears. Although I still have my doubts, and Bird still doesn’t know about my ex, and the promise I made about never falling in love again, right now, I can’t stop this. I need to have him.
“Then come here,” he growls, ripping my hoody from my body and exposing my breasts pushed tightly into my sports bra. I’d worried he wouldn’t find me sexy like this, but he couldn’t be more excited.
It’s not long, however, until my bra is tossed into the back of the truck, and Bird is sucking on my nipples with an uncontrollable passion.
I throw my head back and let him enjoy me. He licks and kisses me so intensely that I almost forget about my stomach, but then I notice his hands stroking me around my hips and massaging my belly.
“Woah,” I pull away and wrap my arms around myself. I see the look of desperation in Bird’s eyes, and I immediately feel like I did something wrong.
“I’m sorry,” I mumble, and Bird takes my hands and prises them from my body. I drop my arms down by my side and expose myself to him. For the first time in a long time, I feel beautiful, despite my rolls and folds beneath me.
With one hand, Bird takes hold of my back and pulls me against him so that my soft breasts press against his hard chest. With the other, He reaches down and tugs a lever, dropping the chair back so that we’re now lying on top of each other.
“Ahh!” I scream as we jerk into position, and our heads nearly clash together.
“I’m sorry!” Bird says, rubbing me up and down and pulling me close.
“I’m fine,” I laugh, and I hold his face in my hands.
“Can we?” Bird’s fingers hover around the seam of my leggings. I nod and relish as his hands slip off my leggings and, to my surprise, my underwear as well. Now I’m naked, with only Bird’s hands covering me.
“I think it’s time to take off some of your clothes, don’t you?”
Bird doesn’t pause. I had already felt his throbbing cock beneath his jeans, but grinding against it for the past half an hour is driving me crazy. I need to see it.
As soon as he unzips himself, his manhood forces its way out.
“My God,” I breathe, with no idea of how I’ll fit something that size inside of me. I’ve been with guys before, but this is the first time the sight of a penis has truly excited me. It’s stiff as a rock, pink at the end, and dripping in pre-cum.
I tug Bird’s shirt over his shoulders while he strokes himself up and down, occasionally sinking his face between my cleavage and taking my nipples into his mouth.
Finally, our two bodies are pushing together without clothes or inhibitions to block us.
I’m ready to take him inside of me, despite never having someone so big before.
Bird takes his cock in his hands, even with the massive size of them, he only just reaches the entire way around. I bite my lip in anticipation.
I lift my body, with one of Bird’s hands supporting my ass. He takes his cock and rubs it against my folds, I’m already dripping down all over him.
I close my eyes and release one loud breath of pleasure as he tickles the entrance and drags himself up to my clitoris. He’s so hard pressing against me that I feel myself begin to roll my hips as I get pleasure from his head slipping and sliding around me.
“You like that?” Bird breaths into my ear and rubs himself against me just a little faster.
“Yes, baby,” I reply, desperate to have him deep inside me, but not wanting to stop this pleasure flowing through me.
“Keep going,” I tell him. Bird kisses me passionately while he continues to stroke me. He works me faster and faster, varying the pressure, and I can’t help but feel amazed by the pleasure that a dick can bring me, just by rubbing me.
As my body stiffens, I clench my legs around his and squeeze tightly.
“Come for me, Moira,” his words bring me closer to the edge.
“I want to feel your cum drip over me.”
I hold onto his shoulders and thrust with him. I start to feel the wave of pleasure wash through me and culminate in my clitoris.
“Bird!” I scream. He takes my chin and brings my eyes down to his level.
“Look at me while you cum!” he demands, and of course, I give in.
It lasts for so long, at times, I think I might never stop. I know my juices are soaking both his dick and his hand, and with every passing second, he feels more and more desperate to sink himself into me, but he waits until every droplet of pleasure has finished pouring from me.
“I love watching you cum, Moira.”
I wish I could reply, but I’m lost for words, and I know this is just the beginning.
Chapter Seven: Bird
Hold off, Bird, hold off. Just a few more seconds, and she’ll be mine.
Moira’s grip around my shoulders starts to loosen, and her eyes finally open. She’s still breathing heavily, and although she’s wrapped around me, her legs still tremble after her orgasm. Now I know she’s ready for me.
Her pupils expand when she looks down at my cock, even my enormous hands can’t hide the size of it. I know she’s nervous, but I’ll take my time.
I run my hand along her one last time. I grunt loudly with arousal when I feel how wet she is. Moira brings her face close to mine, so our eyes are level. I can feel every breath she takes.