22. Brooks
22
Brooks
I love a bonfire down by the creek as much as the next guy. Hell, I have organized plenty of these myself. It’s a tradition around here. Some go down in history, and some are epic fails, mostly due to Oklahoma weather. We’ve had nights where we get a sudden downpour, and everyone is runnin’ to trucks and other nights where the mosquitos were so bad the smoke couldn’t even keep ‘em away.
Mason lucked out with a clear night and perfect temps. He ended up with a great turn out and no one has started any bullshit so far. If I had to pick a bonfire night to bring Gemma to as my…date? Girlfriend? Fuck I don’t know. Are any of those things even logical? She’s fucking leaving.
Gemma shifts against me and the smell of the strawberry shampoo she picked up in Harmony Falls fills my nose. I inhale deeply and wrap my arms tighter around her. I refuse to get in my damn head tonight. This woman is everything and she’s sitting right here in front of me. I’d be a damn fool to waste the night worrying about the future. I lean in and try to figure out where we are in the conversation.
But I can’t focus on anything. Gemma makes a little hum when my stubble brushes her face and there goes my damn cock straining against my pants again. Fuck why can’t I get control of myself around her. I’m not a damn 13-year-old anymore. I should be able to sit near a woman without a constant hard on.
But hell after she teased me earlier about having a sexy little outfit, I didn’t have a chance. I’ve been hard since I pulled her up on the tailgate and her shirt lifted in the back. I don’t think any man could regain his composure after getting a glimpse of those tiny lacy panties she’s hiding under those shorts. I’ve been imagining ripping them off with my teeth ever since.
Gemma shifts again and I can feel my composure slipping. I nip at her ear and enjoy the little jump I get in return. I don’t even give a shit who notices at this point. I keep my mouth close to her ear and whisper, “I’m already itchin’ to get you in my bed, Sunflower. Rub that ass against me again and I may just throw you down in the back of my truck and take you right here.”
She looks up at me and makes a finger movement until my ear is near her mouth. Her hand reaches behind her, and grabs hold of my cock through my jeans as she whispers back, “Ahh but if you take me right here, you’ll miss out on the outfit I bought for tonight and that would be such a shame.” She gently squeezes her grip and adds “Wouldn’t it?”
Holy fuck this woman is gonna drive me mad.
I clear my throat. “Well guys I hate to cut the night short, but I think Gemma and I are gonna head out early. Y’all have a good night.”
The laughter and crude noises break out around the bonfire, and I roll my eyes. Then come the comments from the guys.
“Surprised you lasted this long.”
“Sounds like y’all are the ones bout to have a good night!”
“Can’t even keep it in your pants for a damn bonfire these days?”
Gemma is laughing but the light of the bonfire reveals a beet-red face. I’ll have to make them pay for embarrassing my girl later on. But right now, I plan to put a different flush on her face.
As I help Gemma down and put our things back in the truck, I spare a wave in the air and a “fuck off” for the guys. It’s a good thing I know these roads like the back of my hand because I am in no mood for a slow scenic drive tonight.
I pull up to my old farmhouse and as Gemma and I meet at the front of the truck, I can’t help myself. I lift her until she has her legs wrapped around me and carry her up the porch steps. I press her up against the front door and crush her lips with mine, prodding my way into her mouth with my tongue. Her bag slips off her shoulder and hits the porch, but I barely notice. I need her. I need every inch of her.
I squeeze her ass and she has her hands in my hair just as out of control and needy as I am. “Fuck. I gotta get you inside before I take you right here on the porch.” I say, barely taking my lips off hers.
She nods and slides down my body. “I still have to change.” She reminds me as she picks up her bag and places it back on her shoulder.
As soon as I turn the doorknob Gemma is nearly knocked over. Ace must have heard her voice because hell with me. He is so excited to see her he’s whimpering and wagging his whole body. Her entire face lights up and loves on him while murmuring to him about being a good boy. This woman is something else. Damn dog about took her out and she rewards him for it.
While Gemma heads into the bathroom to change, I take Ace out and get him some extra dinner. I have a feeling he isn’t going to like me having Gemma all to myself and locking him out of the room so I might as well butter him up now.
I bend down to throw a couple of extra treats in the bowl for good measure and when I stand back up, I lock eyes with Gemma. Holy. Fuck. She is leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed watching me. Most of her hair is up in some sort of bun but she has two curls down by her face framing those sexy ass glossy lips.
The black lace she is wearing doesn’t hide much from me and I can her nipples peaked through it. The sight makes my mouth water. But in between the black lace that barely covers her tits and the black lace panties is a white see through fabric printed in sunflowers.
“My fucking beautiful sunflower,” I say as I stride across the floor to her.
“Like it?” she asks, almost sounding shy.
“It’s almost as fucking perfect as you are” I manage to get out.
She bites her bottom lip as my hands explore her lace clad body. I circle my thumbs over both nipples, rubbing the lace into them. Gemma lets out a moan and it has my hands moving faster down her body. I trace one of the sunflowers with my finger before lifting the fabric to reach the black lace covering her pussy.
I’m dying to feel how wet she is for me, and my cock is pulsing in anticipation. I instantly understand the mischievous look in her eyes when I slide my hand between her legs and am met with slick skin. She’s wearing fucking crotchless panties. Fuck taking it slow and teasing her. I pick her up and carry her to my room letting my fingers explore her wetness as I walk.
“The way you’ve been teasing my cock all night my plan was to get you home and fuck that pretty little mouth.” I set her down in my room and her hands are immediately unbuttoning my jeans. I tilt her chin up with my hand, so she is looking at me. “But now I’m craving that pussy just as much.”
“Oh?” She keeps eye contact with me, but her hands are still working to get my pants off.
I help her with my pants and shrug out of my shirt as I slide onto the bed. “Bring that sweet cunt over here and sit on my face while you suck.”
Before I can finish my sentence, Gemma is crawling onto the bed and straddling my face. Eager little thing. I take a long slow drag through her folds with my tongue. I’ll never get enough of the taste of her. I flick my tongue against her clit as I grip her ass with one hand and tease her entrance with my other.
She seems to have another approach in mind because as she grinds her ass backwards towards my face begging for more, she engulfs my cock until it hits the back of her throat.
“Fuck!” I yell as I hear her gag a little before she does it again and again at a hungry pace. I let go of all restraint and slide two fingers into her, mirroring her pace. I lick and lap at her as I curl my fingers to hit the spot that I know will have her where I want her in no time. I feel her start to tighten around my fingers and I slide another in. She moans around my cock and squeezes my fingers as her orgasm starts to take her. Oh fuck. I try to pull out of her mouth.
“Gemma I’m gonna–” But she grabs my ass harder and takes me to the back of her throat again and my words are overtaken by ecstasy as I spill down her throat. She swallows and moans again. As she licks up the last drops that have escaped, I decide I’m not done with her and begin my assault on her pussy again. I want to know just how many orgasms she can give me.
“Brooks–” She starts to protest but she’s too sensitive to fight it. She melts back onto my face, and I bring her to her second orgasm effortlessly.
When she gets her breath back, she crawls up towards me and I pull her into my arms and kiss her hair. This woman is fucking everything to me. I get the urge to get her into the shower and worship her body.
“As much as I want you to stay in that little outfit for me forever, let’s get you cleaned up and into something comfier,” I say as I scoop her into my arms and carry her into the bathroom.
Feeling freshened up and satisfied with myself for getting the third orgasm out of her in the shower, I lead Gemma back to the bed for some sleep. I pull her in close and she lays her head on my chest.
Sleep finds Gemma quicker than it finds me. I can’t get my mind to stop racing. She’s so peaceful on my chest as if it’s where she’s meant to be. I want to keep her forever. I want to make her my wife and raise a little family on this ranch with her the way that my parents did. But that isn’t my reality. That isn’t the life Gemma wants. She deserves more than that. She deserves to go farther in life than a ranch in Sunflower Springs.
I’ve pushed every woman in this town away all my life. But I’ve gone and fallen in love with this woman I can’t have. And what’s worse is I think she’s fallen in love with me too. I think if I asked her to stay she would. At least for a while. But she doesn’t just deserve more than Sunflower Springs, she deserves more than me. I’m just a low life baby of the family who got stuck on the ranch. I’m not a big success out in the world like my brothers or like the fucker she was into back home.
I’m not enough for her. Never will be. I never wanted to be more than I am. Or at least I didn’t. I don’t need to be. I need to be content with being a rancher. It’s what I was born for, and it is what it is. It’s who I am whether anyone likes it or not.
It ends up being a rough night with very little sleep. When Gemma gets up, I tell her I have to get to work, and I drive her over to the B&B in silence. I know I can’t keep this fantasy going any longer and I need some space to figure out how to end things.