Chapter 22 JOE #2
“Do you think I can leave Dusty here? Montgomery seemed pretty mad at me.”
It was my turn to laugh. “I’ll text him to confirm, but I’ve talked to him since and explained. It gave me a chance to tell my brother, too.”
He looked at me hard. “How did that go?”
JOE
Can Gentry leave Dusty in your barn?
I answered his question. “He wants me happy, and hopes I don’t end up with a broken heart.”
“That’s fair. Do they hate me?”
“No. He worries because of how we grew up. It’s not like I have a lot of experience, and I am his little brother.”
He raised his hand. “Pick me! I’ll help you with that experience thing.” He dismounted and walked over to me as my feet touched the ground. “I promise to be careful with your heart, too.” He kissed me sweetly, and it was filled with promises.
When I got a notification on my phone, I glanced at the answer, then read it out loud.
He can use my barn as often as he wants. It’s important for him to remember that Circle W Ranch is thousands of acres, and I know how to hide bodies.
He laughed. “Well, I can live with that because I don’t plan to do anything that would get me murdered by your brother-in-law.”
As soon as we stepped through the doors of my cottage, it was on.
No matter what our situationship was, I was hot for him.
I pushed him up against the wall hard, attacking his mouth, and our tongues battled with each other.
Kissing him felt unbelievable, and I wanted to do it indefinitely.
The only thing that made me pull back was that I could feel him hard against me, and I wanted to touch.
With Gentry, I had all kinds of desires, and what I wanted more than anything right now was to wrap my lips around his thick, throbbing cock.
I pushed his shirt off, licked and kissed down his chest, then dropped to my knees.
“Joe, you don’t have to.”
“Please let me. I want to make you feel amazing.” I watched as his eyes darkened.
“Will you get naked for me?”
I pulled off my shirt, then pushed down my jeans and underwear, along with my boots, which stayed in the legs of my pants.
I stood up. His growl made me blush as I returned to my task.
Pulling him close, I sucked on his neck and over his shoulders.
He wiggled a little, which prompted me to suck harder, wanting to mark him.
As I moved my mouth away, I smiled at the bruise near his collarbone, and it made me tingle from head to toe.
It felt like I claimed him. And it reminded me of the bruise that I had where they both had claimed me.
I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. My need to touch him felt like electricity under my skin, and my hands shook a little as I slipped my fingers into his briefs.
He was thick and hard, and his skin was hot and taut.
He felt so good, I wanted to rub and stroke him because he felt right in my hand.
My hand ran from base to tip. There was a slick trail of lubricant down his length, and I used it to stroke him more.
Before I dropped to my knees again, I kissed him, then whispered in his ear. “Hold on, Baby. I’m going to make you feel so good.”
I started to kneel, kissing down his stomach and pushing his pants off, along with his boots and socks.
In front of me, his cock throbbed. I licked the underside, then returned down to his scrotum, where I enjoyed his scent.
Sucking one of his balls into my mouth, he moaned softly, then I did the same thing on the other side.
I returned to the shaft that flexed while I licked him, my hands on his thighs. After I nuzzled along his groin, licked the sensitive skin, I wrapped my hand around him and took the head into my mouth. I laved my tongue around the glans, then sucked deeply.
The sounds he made were getting more intense as I pleasured him. Most of his length fit in my mouth. He pushed deeply, letting it hit the back of my throat, where I swallowed around him—which was something Joe taught me. He thrust gently, then wrapped my hair in his fist.
He held me steady, pushing perfectly into my throat, unable to breathe briefly before he drew back again.
When he pulled my hair, it felt good, and I moaned softly, hoping he would take my hint.
I sucked him deeper, giving plenty of attention to the crown, my tongue teasing the slit, and my hand stroking for the extra pleasure, before pushing in again.
I loved having my lips stretched around him.
I looked up, and his hooded eyes stared down at me.
My own cock ached, I reached for it and stroked myself seeking relief. I didn’t need much friction because I was so aroused, so I stopped before I exploded. I kept worshiping him until he gave my hair a hard tug.
“Joe. Fuck. I’m there.” I sucked him deeply.
When he swelled in my mouth, and I felt the salty heat of his come on my tongue.
I swallowed what he offered, loved how he tasted, and my own climax took over before I could touch myself again.
Taking us both completely through our orgasms, I released him and rested my head on his thigh.
He slid down the wall and pulled me into him. Both of us sat there breathing hard as I lay against his chest. He kissed the side of my head and the side of my mouth.
“Oh my god. Joe. You rocked my world.” He then kissed me deeply. “You made me feel so good.”
I nodded against his chest. “We can eat or shower or something in a bit. Come with me.” I crawled into the living room, pushed the coffee table out of the way, then grabbed the pillows and blanket off the couch. Gentry was next to me. “Lay with me.”
That’s exactly what he did. It sounded like he had fallen asleep. “Oh, sweet Gentry. You have my heart.” I said quietly, assuming he wouldn’t hear me.
“You have mine too.” He rolled on his side and pulled me against him.