Wrangler (17 page)

The hips that will bear my children one day.

Yes, that’s right, I’m that far gone. And she’s soon going to realize that nothing’s going to come between my seed and her womb.

“Open your legs,” I grunt and the vibrations of my words are so deep in my chest, I think I’m channeling a grizzly.  “Show me that virgin cunt is wet for me.”

I strip my t-shirt off my head as the smell of her arousal captures my nose and drowns me in need.

She spreads her legs, her thighs shaking, but still I want more.

“Put your hands on your knees.  Pull yourself apart.  I want to take a moment to remember how you look right now. Then my tongue is going inside you until you beg for my cock.”

Her hands come up, pulling at her knees as I see the variety of pink that adorns her pussy, gleaming in the candle light.

“Mine.” 

That’s the last word I get out before my face is soaking in her wet folds.  My tongue makes good on my words.  I’m fucking her first this way; I want her supple and so lost in her lust that the pain of breaching her is a little as possible.

She’s tight as hell even on my tongue and her flavor spreads over and through me.  She’s fire and ice, burning me and freezing this moment in my brain.  I lick her from her virgin opening to her hard clit, feeling the way her body quivers under my mouth.  Her whimpers and moans urge me on.

“So sweet, so wet.  You want more?”  Her body is tense; she’s close but I’m teasing.  I circle her clit with my lips and kiss, pinch it between my teeth until her fingertips dig into the soft flesh where she holds herself apart for me.  Pulling herself wider and lifting her cunt onto my mouth, so needy, and it’s like a religious experience.

I swallow all that flows out of her, moaning right along with her, raising my eyes to watch the pleasure on her face.  My mouth is ravenous and I eat her until she gapes open, pulling her legs so high and wide.  Vulnerable and open. It’s everything I could have wished for.

She ignites and her orgasm bursts through her, soaking my chin, drenching my tongue and sliding down my throat and it’s the most delicious juice on the planet. My dick is trying to chip its way out of my pants like a miner buried alive in stone.

I’m drowning in her as she shakes and jerks under me.  Her thighs shake like jelly and she tries to pull away, but I pin her with my hands as she releases hers from her legs and tries to rip out fistfuls of my hair.  I draw her clit into my mouth as deep as I can, sending her into a convulsion, and sounds come out of her I didn’t know a human could make.

Her moans turn to begging.  Begging with my name and words telling me to never stop but I have to.

I need to be inside there.  Now.  Deep.

It pains me to do it, but I pull my face away, discard my clothes like they are on fire and settle back on her before she can stop shaking. I’m kissing my way up her soft quivering belly, her eyes unfocused and her arms splayed off to her sides like they’ve been forgotten.

“You like that, Dove?”  I can’t help the smile that splits my lips because I’ve never felt like I knew this kind of happiness before now.  This kind of moment. She’s latched on inside me so deep and so firm that it’s at once both real and unreal, like any moment until now was some sort of preparation.

“Ummm.”

I take the sound as an affirmative as my cock searches out her wet heat.  As I rain down kisses on her face, the tip brushes against her cunt, dripping cum on her slit, and lightning flashes in every nerve ending in my body.

Her breathing slows, her soft brown hair already a sexy mess on top of the soft warm quilt that I’ve laid her on.  She lifts her eyes to mine, eyelashes fluttering, and her lips part with shallow breaths.

I try to catch my breath. “You want to taste yourself?”

Before she can answer my tongue is inside her mouth, sharing her special flavor, and it makes my balls pull against my body imagining both of us tasting her together.

My dick lurches and has a mind of its own. I can’t wait.  I pull my body up, positioning my hips between her legs, still splayed and bent to give me access.  She’s the most stunning offering on the altar of what will be our future.

Her eyes focus, darting over my body and resting where my hand is now rubbing the desperation out of my cock, soothing him.  He’s ready to cum the moment he kisses her sopping wet cunt and I can’t let that happen.  I need to last more than a sixteen-year-old in the back of a pickup his first time.

“That’s...wow. So big.”  Her eyes widen with something that looks like an intoxicating mixture of awe and fear.

“I guess so.  It’s going inside you, Dove.  It’s going to hurt, I can’t help it.  But it is going inside. Remember I told you, you will need to hold on, because I don’t fuck like a boy.  You are a gift Rachel.  A gift that you waited to give just to me.  You didn’t know it until now did you?  That you waited for me.”

She doesn’t shake her head, nor does she even acknowledge my words; her eyes are pinned on the slick tip of my engorged dick.

For a second, I think about her belly swelled with me and my cum leads the charge to mate her. 

“You’re not on anything are you, Dove?  Nothing that will prevent my cum from finding its rightful home inside you.”

She bites her lip then moans as I drift the tip of my cock to her clit, rounding it as I stare her down.  I don’t want anything between us right now.

I’ve never been flesh to flesh with a woman before and the honor of my Dove being the first to take my cum inside her is almost more than I can take.

“Wait, shouldn’t you wear something?”  I see her thinking too much; she’s saying what she thinks she should say.

“There will never be a condom on this cock with you babe.  My cum belongs inside you and you need to tell me right now if there is anything preventing me from putting a baby in there.  Are you taking the pill or anything that will keep me from what’s mine?”

“No, but— “

That’s all I need to hear.  I reach one hand down and brush a stray hair from her forehead, slipping my cock up and down through her folds until she forgets what she was saying.

I brace one hand next to her body, inching the head of my dick just inside her entrance and I almost let my load go from the slick heat.  I have to concentrate like I’m doing fucking brain surgery to calm my fucking balls.

I take her mouth as I blanket myself over the woman that’s about to become mine forever.  The tip of my cock is already pushing against her resistance and she lets out a seductive little hurt sound into our kiss. 

“I’m sorry, babe,” I whisper as our eyes lock and I drive my hips forward, taking her mouth again and swallowing her scream as my cock breaches her and her tightness nearly brings me to tears.

I swear time fucking stops.  She’s tight but it’s not just that. It’s been so damn long, I feel like a virgin all over again with her.  This is mind blowing. I’m not even fully inside her yet and I’m so head over heels in love with her I nearly collapse...

“Fuck, Rachel...”  I breathe out into her gasping mouth.

“It hurts.”  Her tender voice threatens to overwhelm me.

“I know, Dove.  I’ll keep it slow as long as I can.”  I’m not sure that’s possible even as the words leave my lips. 

Her hands settle warm on my biceps, clinging there and it’s what I need.  She’s giving me control and I want it all.

“Just hold on, Dove.”  Her sweet pussy scent spins around inside my head as I drive forward with another controlled thrust.  Her yelp hits my ears at the same moment, her fingernails scoring the hard flesh on my arms.  “Look at me,” I order because I need her eyes with me.  I need us together in this moment.

She is unfocused but she does as I say. The moment our gaze connects I drive my cock home and her pussy is more than just tight, it’s perfect.  It’s made for me. And all the wishes and dreams I’d ever had for this moment come true.

“Oh my god.”  Her words drift up and every nerve ending sizzles, from my head, down my back and all the way to my toes.  My cock is dripping cum inside her already as the walls of her warm slick heat wrap and caress me like ten kinds of heaven.  “It’s too much.”

She’s mine.  I’m hers.  No one will separate us from this moment on.

“Shhh. I’ve got you, Dove.”  I try to soothe her with a kiss, my tongue slipping inside her mouth, and when she kisses me back her hands glide up my arms to my neck, pulling me closer, and I lose what little control I worked to hold onto.

I slip in and out a few inches at a time, swallowing her moans and pained breaths with our kiss.  The animal is rising in me; he’s turning me from a sweet lover to a beast.  That raging inside me that loves her but has an insatiable urge to dominate her.

I want her to understand what this means, who she is now and that her everything is mine, and in return I will give her all of me.

The walls of her drenched pussy are tight, her opening sore and torn. I draw back, thrust forward, giving as much as I can without harming her.  My hips churn forward and back, listening to her whimpers, balanced in that perfect point between pleasure and pain.

My name is on her lips, her body tensing under me.  My brain feels wrung out, twisted and incapable of anything other than these primal needs that rule my actions.

“Who do you belong to, Dove?”  I huff out with the effort of my thrusts.

Her head flails from side to side as she clutches around my neck, pulling at me and it only drives me harder into her.  Our bodies are glazed with sweat. One of her legs comes up to wrap around the back of my thigh and it makes my heart swell with pride.

My balls are no longer listening to what little control I have over them, but I need her pleasure first.

“Tell me right fucking now, Dove.  Tell me who you belong to.”  I caress her neck, my fingers wrapping around, focusing her on me because that’s what I need from her right now. I give a gentle squeeze and her eyes come wide onto mine, searching and then knowing.

“You.”  Her head falls back with the single word and it’s all I need. 

I hitch my hips higher and lay the flat of my lower abs against her clit, pressing there while my hand stays at her throat, our eyes riveted on each other.

“Please, God, cum, babe.  Cum for me.  You feel so good.  So wet.” My words come out with each forward motion of my hips as her leg tightens behind me and her breaths come in little bursts. 

She’s close, it’s beautiful.  More than beautiful, it’s breathtaking and priceless that I’m giving her this.

“Cum,” I whisper and tighten at her throat.  Her body heaves into an arc, her fingernails draw blood at the back of my neck and her orgasm overtakes her in a sensual explosion.

All at once it’s a crescendo of strings and drums from deep inside her; her drenched pussy latches onto the base of my fat cock in undulations of her climax and I can’t hold on.

The bed rocks and moans beneath us and slams against the wall making the candle light flicker around us. I look at her face, memorizing it, wanting it to be all that I see when I cum.

“Fuck,” I groan as my balls heave and twitch.  Cum shoots out of me like a pressure hose finally released.  I gasp with her, my vision blurs and in that moment I give her my all.

She mirrors me, gasping and panting until I capture her mouth in mine.  Her body milking my own sticky white release with the pressure of her tight opening.  I grind into her, wanting to fuck her into pieces, but knowing this time, she can’t take it all.  We pant and flex together for the last moments of heaven.

She was worth waiting for.  I would have waited a lifetime for her.  For this.  She owns me and I will give her the best of me from this day forward.  Everything I do, everything I say and think will put her first. 

In return, I need everything from her.  Her world revolves around me.  My name is the first on her lips when she wakes and the last before she falls into sleep.

Everything.  I can’t accept anything less.

“Happy birthday Dove.”  I kiss every part of her face the gentle sound of her giggles floating with the candlelight and warming my heart.

RACHEL

M
y pulse is racing. 

This gorgeous cowboy just took my virginity, and it’s beautiful and I’m breathing in fits hoping I don’t pass out.

Chad releases his hand from my neck and attacks me with kisses, covering every inch of my face.  The contrast between this gentle sweetness and the dominant animal that just fucked me gives me goose bumps where I didn’t think you could get them.  I’m losing the battle with a word that keeps knocking around inside my head.  Love.

That’s stupid, love?  How can I love him already?

He leans in next to my ear. “You know what this means?”

I’m in heaven. His hands cover my cheeks, his thumbs slowly caressing the flushed skin.

“No. What does it mean?”  As the words leave my lips, a soaking stream of his cum leaks out from around where his cock still rests hard and full inside of me and my belly flutters, realizing what I’ve done.

Oh my god...

“I’m never letting you go.” 

I like how that sounds. Especially if it means more of this.  He’s opened the floodgates. I feel insatiable, and I want him again already even with the pinching pain that reminds me of how big he is and how new I am.  But I think I should go now.