The Roper (Rodeo Nights) (5 page)

“You don’t have to dress for me,” Jody snickered watching him pull his zipper up. “Where’s Casey?”
 

“In the bathroom.”

“So why don’t you come to our room?” she smiled.

“No thanks,” Bobby said taking the coffees and bags from her hand.

“Casey’s not into having any real fun. She about as close to a virgin as the real thing.
 
You should find a different woman or better yet just you come over for a while. I can give you what you really need then you can come back.”

Dale draped his arm over her shoulder. “Let’s go,” he said
 

Shit, he shook his head. Never turned anything like that down before. Don’t even feel bad about it. He’d been right about Casey but then he had known anyway. He smiled thinking about what he’d teach her, what he would be doing to her and with her.
 
She was his and there would be no sharing.
 

He opened the bathroom door, “They’re gone. Feel like eating?”

“Thanks,” she whispered. “I should go and do a few practice runs. I’ll come back in a few hours.”

“No,” he smiled handing her a coffee.”You think if you leave I’ll join them. It doesn’t interest me any more Casey. I told you I only wanted you.”

She took a bite of the sandwich, sipped her coffee then asked, “What time is it?”

Looking at his watch Bobby said, “One o’clock We have to be out of the barns by four o’clock so we have lots time.”

“I think I should leave.”

“No. Please Casey, stay with me.”
 

They ate in silence. Casey picked up the garbage dropping it in the pail by the door.

Bobby took his jeans off, took her blanket and dropped it on the floor.

 
“Come here,” he said. Picking her up he sat on the bed his back against the headboard, Casey between his legs. She leaned against his chest, his arms around her.

“Tell me about you?” he asked, his lips brushing over her shoulder.

“What do you want to know?”

“Where you work. Where you live. What you do. Things like that for starters.”

“I live in Dallas, and I teach at a private school. I have a small house on the edge of town.”

“Do you live alone? What about your family?”

“ I’ve lived alone since I was eighteen.”

“Do you do the circuit every year?”

“Last year was the first time. I joined it late because of school.”

“You’ve won every go round. I’ve watched you every night.You’re good Casey. I like it when you swing your leg over and jump off. Then you turn around and give me that sweet little smile,” he said holding her tighter, kissing the top of her head.

“I chased you all last year Bobby, but you never noticed me.”

 
“I looked for you every night at the bar after the first time I saw you,” he said holding her tighter.

“Don’t do the bar thing. I stay in our room at night.”

“Do you have a boyfriend at home?”

“No boyfriend for a long time, since before I started teaching,” she said.” Gracie was all she had, and Joey.

His arms tightened around her. He wanted to look after her, take care of her, then neither of them would be alone. He brushed his lips over her shoulder.

“What about you?” she asked, knowing someone had hurt him. She could see it in his eyes
 
when she had watched him.

“Haven’t had a steady girlfriend for years,” he said. “ My brother and I worked our asses off trying to get ahead. We have a cow calf operation and hay barns. I breed and train a few quarter horses for cutting.”

“Do you do the same circuit every year?”

 
This is my last year. I rodeo in the summer for three months. Jake, my brother and his wife go on a long holiday in the winter. Works out good for us.”

She hadn’t asked where he lived and he didn’t tell her, but it was close enough that he could visit. Their ranch was just outside of Woodson, about three hours from Dallas.

“Who hurt you Bobby,” she whispered.

“Happened years ago. Not a big deal.”

“Do you trust me enough to tell me?”

Hesitating, he knew he trusted her, but he’d never told any one, not Dale and not even his brother.

“Lauren. Her name was Lauren. We got together in high school, then went to college together. We did every thing couples do. She’d hold me and whisper in my ear telling me how much she loved me and I loved her back. I arranged my life around her, gave her anything she wanted no matter what it was or what it cost. I came back early from classes one day and she was in my bed with my room mate. She laughed and told me how stupid I was, that she would never love me and no one else would either. I was just a dumb rancher. Now it’s hard to trust, to let go and love anyone.”
 

 
When she moved closer to him he asked, “What I want to do is new to you isn’t it.”

“Yes,” she said. “It makes me want more of you. I don’t think you’d hurt me,” she whispered.

“I’ll never hurt you Casey,” he said. “When you want me stop or if you don’t like it just tell me. I’m trying to go slow, to show you what I like and hope you’ll like it too, that it can feel good.”

“I know but it scares me.”

He pulled her closer, kissing the top of her head. He ran his fingers through her thick hair, raising it to his nose and taking a deep breath. The scent was her and him mixed together.

“Why did you lie to me, make me think you were someone you’re not?”

“You didn’t want me,” she whispered. “I didn’t know any other way. I saw you hurting. Your eyes were always so sad and you looked like you were so alone. I’d see you watch the families and young kids. I think I fell in love with you. Even that morning at the lake I wanted you to kiss me.”

He’d never wanted anyone since Lauren. He’d never wanted to trust or love but now he wanted her, a feeling of desperation hitting him when he thought about her leaving.
 

 
She turned into him her leg on his hip. Pulling her closer again he licked each nipple then sucked. “Just relax Casey. I won’t hurt you or make you come okay.”

“Can I make you do it?’ she giggled her finger running down his cock.

“I’m close,” he smiled, “but I don’t think so.”

She pulled his hand away, wrapped hers around his cock. “Lay back,” she said, flicking her tongue over the tip of his hard cock.
 

“Casey,” he growled. She took all of him, her head bobbing, her hand brushing, tickling over his balls.
 

“Dam Casey,” he groaned pulling her up roughly. His hips raised he came, semen squirting over his stomach.

“Oh,” she said smiling. “You came for me this time.” She leaned over reaching for the damp towel she’d left on the floor.

“Holy shit,” he moaned. He had never done that before. Yeah, he could jerk off after a long dry spell but never like that.

“Can you come again for me,” she asked just like he did to her.

“Doesn't work like that,” he said grinning at her. “That’s a first for me.”

“Oh,” she smiled. “That’s good.”

“Yeah,” he laughed, wondering what the hell had just happened.
 

He wrapped his arms around her pulling her in to him, “Just want to hold you, feel you pressed close to me,” he said pulling the blanket up over them.

 
It felt good, like she belonged next to him, knowing that two weeks from now she’d would never see him again.
 
She fell asleep in his arms, her heart breaking. It would hurt when he left her, now that she knew him for who he really was. He’d told her one night, and that one night was over. They’d be leaving soon, moving on to the next city on the circuit.

“I want you to make love to me one more time,” she whispered, “before we have to leave.”

“Good,” he said moving her to the edge of the bed.
 

He knelt between her legs, putting them over his shoulders so she was stretched wide.
 
Dipping his head he took one long slow swipe with his tongue right up to her clit. She tasted sweet.
 
His scent lingered over her. Again he swiped up, heard her groan. Opening her he blew gently then tongued over that sweet little nub, smiling when she jerked. He teased with the tip of his tongue then sucked. Both hands cupped her ass, lifting, pulling her closer.

“Bobby,” she whispered. He puffed a breath of warm air against her. Her hands were twisted in his hair, hanging on.

His tongue stabbed into her then out quickly, her little groan making him smile. Again he sucked, felt her tense. “Soon,” he whispered. He sucked again then again puffed a little wisp of breath over her. He stopped, felt her tense, watching her release. Her scent was mingled with his, whispering over him.
 

He dipped a finger in, teased then brushed it over her other entrance, his finger pushing in just a bit, his other hand pinching her nipple.

“Just a little bit more Casey. Just enough so you’ll relax and learn to trust me. Then we’ll fly together,” he whispered. He used two fingers. She was whimpering, her hands twisted in his hair. He smiled when she came hard again, panting, almost pulling the hair out his head. She was breathing hard shaking when he took her in his arms holding her.

“Casey,” he whispered. He rocked her slowly, kissing the top of head. “ Breath deep and slow baby.”

She calmed down, snuggling against him. His balls tightened, his cock strained.

“Just a bit more,” he whispered. I need you on your tummy. When she rolled over he raised her tummy up and shoved the pillows under her. Grabbing the jar of lubricant on the nightstand, he scooped some out rubbing it over his cock.

“Tip your ass up,” he said, his voice hoarse. He dipped his fingers again and pushed two into her.
 
He slowly pushed in and out. He needed her now, like this.
 

“Now Casey,” he said, “just a little bit. Just a little bit now, cause I can’t wait.”

He was losing control. He spread her cheeks and pushed in just a bit.
 

“Just a little bit more Casey,” he whispered pushing in further. He heard her whimpering under him. “Still Casey,” he said pulling almost out then back in a little further. He rubbed one hand gently over her back.
 

“Better now?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whimpered.

“Should I stop?”

“Just for a minute,” she whimpered. His fingers entered, his thumb brushing her clit. He gave her the minute then pushed in further, pulled back and pushed in a bit more. Finally he was buried deep her. It was all he could do not to pull out and slam into her.

“Burns,” she whispered finally knowing what he needed, what he had hinted about. She felt safe with his body covering her, pressed against her back.

“Be still,” he whispered in her ear, kissing her shoulder. He pulled out a little bit then pushed back in.
 

“Casey should I stop?”

“Yes,” she whimpered.

 
He wanted more but pulled out gently turning her on her back and entered her hot wet pussy. Fuck, fuck, fuck, his body screamed when she wrapped her arms around him, then those long strong legs. She moved with him little whimpers floating over and around him. Slowing his pace he drove deeper all the way in then almost back out. Her muscles tightened, her nails dug into him and she came. He followed, loosing himself to her.
 

“Rest,” he whispered against her ear.

He watched her eyes close, listening to her breathing slow. She was asleep cuddled against him totally relaxed.
   

He dozed on and off, holding her close against him, her body heating his, her soft breath whispering against him.

“Casey,” he whispered, knowing he couldn’t live without her smile, her trust, her heart and her love.
 
He kissed her shoulder, the little hollow of her neck whispering her name, content to just hold her close, feel her heart beating next to his.

He heard Dale yell his name, kick on the door once. “Ten minutes or we’ll be late. Meet you at the barns.”

“Shit,” he swore. He was hurting, wanting more, needing more, then more of her all over again.
 

He pulled her against his chest, kissing her slow and deep. “I don’t want to stop Casey. I don’t want to hurt you either but I need you that way too.”
 

She smiled up at him, her hand on his cheek. “I’ve never felt anything like you make me feel, Bobby,” she whispered. “You make me feel like we’re flying.”

 
His lips brushed over hers.

 
“I like you Casey,” he murmured. “I don’t want to let you go.”

“Good, because I like you too,” she said pulling away from him.
 

 
Everything felt different, better with her. He wanted to hold her and never let her go. He wanted what his brother had with his wife, a lover, a mate and a wife. He wanted her close to him all the time.