Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25316 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25316 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
“The commotion of the shouting and brawling, combined with the storm, riled them up too much,” I say, making my best guess on how this situation got out of hand.
A stampede of horses run by us as the water pours down. So much chaos all around us, but I have Lily in my arms. Everything is fine. Well, everything will be fine. As long as I have her, the little annoyances of life seem to not matter so much.
“Come on. Let’s go home, and get out of these wet clothes.”
Lily nods. “There’s nothing I’d like more right now than getting naked with you, Jack.”
We chuckle, leaving the mess to my wranglers. Max is gone. He’s the sheriff’s problem now.
Despite all the horny talk, we calm ourselves down inside, stripping down and cleaning ourselves up from all the mud and grass we’ve accumulated through the day. Lily notices all the cuts I have on my back and comes at me with a first-aid kit.
“I didn’t expect him to react like that,” I say, as she puts a small bandage on one of my cuts. “Max is an asshole, but it’s a big step to go from kind of annoying to outright murderous.”
“It’s not your fault,” she says, massaging my back. “You can’t control how someone else acts. I’m just glad you were there before he did something terrible.”
“Touching you at all is too terrible for me.”
“I hope he gets what’s his. But I’m fine now. I’m here with you.”
I smile her way and then plant a kiss on her lips. I yearn for her touch, for her presence. Her warmth, her laughter. It’s my new drug, and I’m completely addicted.
We sit on the edge of my bed, draped in towels from our cleanup. I push one off her shoulders, exposing her to me. Her luscious body before me, and I can’t help but get excited just looking at her, knowing so much more is to come. I run my hands down her form, caressing her tits, hearing the soft moan escape her lips. I lay her back on the bed, her completely cooperating as I slid down her form, removing the towel entirely and letting myself take in her majesty.
I can’t believe she’s mine. I’m so starstruck at seeing her, knowing it shouldn’t be a man like me enjoying such a beautiful young woman. So many reasons why not, but the reason why I should overpowers them all.
Another kiss as my fingers go lower, feeling the gooseflesh they create as I move lower and lower on her body, the slight cooing that my touch creates, toward her sex, which is so hot and wet for me as I touch it. She shudders hard as I lay a firm finger on her clit, and begin to show it some tender appreciation.
I embrace and kiss her as I massage her down there, wanting to see the pleasure and joy I’m inflicting on her. She’s trembling from my slightest touch, so inexperienced and unused to such intimacy. But we would learn and grow about our desires, our wants, our needs, our everything together.
“Yes,” she murmurs, even as her hands grasp around the arm doing things to her. “Don’t stop. Keep going.”
Her whispers invigorate me as I continue to massage her. I run my finger around all of her tender parts, my free hand showing the rest of her body equal appreciation. I love all of her, all of her body, all of her soul. She’s what I’ve been waiting so long for, and am so thankful to finally have.
Even as I remind myself I shouldn’t be having her at all.
Feeling her writhe around my fingers as I pleasure her more and more, it’s the most potent drug I can imagine. No, when I hear her shudder and come on my digits, that’s even greater. A blissful song, and it makes me so damn hard for her.
“Never thought a man’s fingers could make me feel like that,” she says breathlessly.
“That’s just the appetizer, darlin’. I’m going to hit you with the main course now.”
She giggles as I plant another kiss on her, and bring my throbbing cock toward her slit. It had been aching with need ever since I laid eyes on her, and it's been torturing me ever since. Everything about her is perfect to me, and I need to feel her. I’ve done it before, and it was her first time.
I’m not naïve enough to think that the first time is the best time. It can be good, and it is very important, but the sex gets better with experience. The more you know someone, the better you can please them, and the better they can please you.
The first time with Lily had already been the best I’d ever had. So I lusted after the thought of our relationship developing, and how we would bring ourselves to new levels of bliss as time went on.