15. Brooks
15
Brooks
B y the time we leave the sunflower farm, the clouds have rolled in, and the rain is pelting the truck. Gemma jumps at a loud strike of lightening, and I have to muffle my laugh. I get a side eyed glare despite my efforts. As I slow the truck to turn into our long drive, I hear Gemma gasp.
“Brooks! I think one of the little guys is out of the fence!” she says sounding worried.
“Shit! It sure fucking is. And in this damn storm. Another strike is gonna send it bolting.”
“What do we do?”
“You stay in the truck. I’m gonna angle it to block the road but I may need you to edge up a little depending on how the calf reacts. I’m gonna hop out and see if I can herd it back through the fence.”
“Okay be careful!” Gemma shouts as she climbs over into my seat. Damn she looks hot driving my old truck.
Thankfully the calf doesn’t give me too much trouble. It’s spooked, but I’m able to work that in my favor since the herd stayed nearby. It didn’t take me much persuading to convince it that the pasture was where it wanted to be. I open the door to my truck just as Gemma is climbing back to her seat. That ass is more than I can take. Fuck. But I have to focus right now.
“I think it just got spooked by the lightening and bolted through the fence. It happens sometimes. But just in case I’m wrong, I need to make sure that there aren’t any fences down. I’ll drop you off at the house before I head out on the ATV to check the fences.”
Gemma’s face falls but she nods. It guts me.
“Unless you wanna come. I was just doing you a favor and keepin’ ya dry. Getting soaked to the bone on an ATV in the middle of a thunderstorm isn’t as fun as it sounds. I promise.”
“I know you think I’m sweet and all but I’m not sugar. I won’t melt in the rain, Brooks,” Gemma retorts.
“Well let’s go then,” I say as I gesture towards the barn.
An hour later, we are soaked, and Gemma is clinging to me shivering. The night isn’t cold, but the wind is chilly on our wet clothes. We both sigh in relief as we go to park the ATV and feel the wind break the barn provides. I can still feel Gemma huddled up behind me shivering so I hop off and turn to her.
She looks fucking gorgeous. Her cheeks are red, and her hair has fallen around her shoulders in tangled waves. But the best part is that tight white tee shirt she’s wearing. Or maybe the best part is the lace bra underneath it that doesn’t do much to hide her erect nipples. All I can think of is ripping it off and pulling them into my mouth.
“Fuck Gemma that shirt.” She looks down and realizes how see through her clothes have become. But instead of looking embarrassed or shy she looks as ravenous as I feel. She leans back placing her hands behind her on the seat which puts her breasts on full display.
“Sunflower, I’m trying to be a gentleman but I’m not gonna be able to keep my hands to myself if you keep looking at me like that.”
“Good. Because I don’t want you keeping anything to yourself. I want your hands all over me. I have since the moment I saw you.”
Fuck this woman is gonna be the death of me. I respond with something that resembles a growl and scoop her off the seat. She straddles me and crashes her mouth into mine. As I carry her over to the small bales stacked against the wall my hand moves from gripping her ass to sliding into her shorts. She’s soaked and it isn’t just from the rain.
I use the small bit of restraint I have left to pause at the edge of her panties. I don’t want to push too far if this isn’t what she wants. But she grinds against my hand slipping her tongue into my mouth as she does. I push a finger inside her and about lose it at her reaction.
After enjoying her smiles and laughter all day all I want to hear now is her moans. I pull my finger out and break our kiss. I can’t help but chuckle at her pout. But I as I set her up on the bales and suck her juices off my finger her face heats.
Lean back and give me those shorts. You taste fucking delicious, and I need more.
She looks confused. “Are you sure?”
“Oh, I’m more than sure. And I’m not stopping until I have you coming for me,” I say while I’m sliding her out of her shorts.
“But Brooks I don’t … not from that”
“You will tonight” Before she can protest further, I bury my head between her legs and slide my tongue up her center. Her head falls back immediately, and I know she’s gonna be a good girl for me.
I flick my tongue against her clit a few times while I slide my finger back inside her followed by another. I swirl my tongue around her clit as I start to curl my fingers inside her. When her moans fill the air and she starts to ride my face, I know it won’t be long before I have her teetering on the edge.
I continue my assault on her sweet cunt only taking my mouth away from her long enough to tell her how good she tastes. When her hands both contain fistfuls of hay and her legs begin to tighten on my shoulders, I slide my free hand up under her shirt to pinch her nipple. “That's it, Sunflower. Now be a good girl and come on my tongue.”
I gently nip at her bundle of nerves, and she comes undone screaming my name and bucking against my face. My cock is painfully straining against my jeans, and it takes everything I have to not flip her over and plunge inside of her while her pussy walls are still contracting. But I can handle my cock later. Today was about making her feel worshipped.
“Fucking beautiful,” I say as her breathing starts to return to normal. “Now let’s get you inside so you can get warm and dry.”
Gemma looks confused. “But you didn’t”
I stop her mid-sentence. “Today isn’t about me. But don’t you worry. I got exactly what I wanted.”