Chapter 9 #3
“Open wide,” I whispered. Lucille did as I asked and extended her mouth wide.
I leaned over and let my saliva drip from my tongue onto hers.
“Now swallow.” With wide eyes, she did as I said.
“For someone who says she likes being in control, you sure do listen like a good girl.” I gripped her throat.
“Admit it. You want me to dominate you, to show you all the things you never knew you needed.” My free hand lifted her nightdress, and I gently massaged her clit.
Lucille gasped and rocked into me, struggling to focus.
“Say it,” I growled. “Use your words, little viper.”
She nodded and gripped my arm as I constricted her breathing.
“I can’t hear you.” My fingers moved faster as I continued to fuck her.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes. Oh fuck.” Her body squeezed around me. “Yes. Yes. Yes!” She arched her back and cried out, nearly screaming as she began to orgasm. “Oh fuck! Oh, yes. Don’t stop. Don’t stop!” Her body pulsated around my dick. “Oh Forsythe!”
Fuck, I can’t resist anymore.
I dropped Lucille’s legs and spun her body around.
“Hold on tight.” I shoved my dick back inside her, watching her orgasm drip down her bare thighs as I thrusted hard.
She continued to cry out, reeling in the euphoric wave as I fucked her from behind.
Her grip along the stall door was so tight that as we rocked, so did the stall, making all sorts of sounds resembling morse code.
My body tightened and I felt my orgasm creeping up on me.
I tried to fight it, but Lucille peeked back at me with those godforsaken eyes and that devious little smile.
And I immediately lost it. “Fuck!” My cum shot all inside her body, filling her up as I kept pounding into her.
“Oh fuck,” I whimpered. “Fuck.” Lucille moaned alongside me, and I refused to stop until my heart felt as if it might burst from my chest.
It took a few minutes for us to come down from the high. I was tempted to keep going, but I didn’t want to risk hurting Lucille. Not with her thigh.
I slapped her ass before pulling my dick from inside her, watching as our mixed wetness dripped down her legs and onto the barn floor. A smile branched along my face as I felt a sense of pride.
Lucille held the hem of her nightdress and stared down at her thighs. “Now what am I supposed to do?” she asked.
“Here.” I grabbed one of the clean towels from nearby and walked up to her.
“Let me help you.” I fell to my knees and raised her leg, resting it on my good shoulder.
She lifted her dress, and I used the towel to clean our mess.
She watched me closely while I moved to the other leg and then ventured up to her center, gently wiping her body clean. “Better?”
She trembled at my touch and nodded silently. “What about you?” she asked sheepishly. I placed her foot back onto the barn floor and stood.
“What about me?”
Lucille took the towel and reached out, gripping me by the shaft. My jaw tightened at how good she felt. “You’re a mess too, you know?” She used the towel to clean me up as I watched.
“Is that so?” I grinned. “‘Cause I’m pretty sure most of this—” I snatched the towel and raised it up. “Is your mess.” She scoffed and made a face. I tossed the towel aside and tucked my dick back into my jeans. “Come on.” I kissed her forehead. “Let’s have a smoke.”
Lucille let me take her hand. I pulled her away from the stall and handed her my jacket, tossing my t-shirt over my shoulder. We walked out into the corral and lit our cigarettes, leaning against the railing as we smoked.
I couldn’t help but watch Lucille, standing there in my jacket and hat. The moonlight shone down on her, wrapping her body in a midnight glow, enhancing her beauty. My heart nearly stopped as I stared at her.
Fuck…she’s got no idea how divine she is. Like a slice of fucking heaven sent here to tempt me. And if things keep going this way, I’m going straight to hell.
“Hey, Forsythe?” Her head turned to face me. “What’s the tattoo on your back mean?” Her eyes met mine and she waited for me to answer.
I hesitated. “It’s a long story.”
One I’m not sure you want to hear.
She didn’t seem to like my answer. “Who’s hiding now?” I smiled at her remark, and she didn’t press the question. “What about the scar on your shoulder?”
My whole body seized up. “You saw that, did you?” She nodded.
Fuck.
“What about it?” I blew a mouthful of smoke out into the night.
Lucille lifted the hem of her nightdress and looked at her scarred thigh. “It reminds me of mine.” The color drained from my face. “When did you get it?”
I forced my eyes away and stared ahead. “Just before you got yours.” I paused. “It’s—”
“Hello?” We both froze as we heard a voice from inside the barn.
Lucille dropped her cigarette and covered her mouth. She stared at me with wide, fearful eyes. “What do we do?” she whispered. I raised my finger over my mouth, motioning for her to keep quiet. She nodded as I quickly put my shirt back on.
“Hello?” I recognized the voice. “Forsythe? Is that you?”
Lucille began to panic, making all sorts of faint noises and whispers. It humored me to see her so nervous. “Shhh.” I stepped in front of her and covered her mouth. “Trust me.” I then looked back in the direction of the barn. “That you, Torchy?”
“Yeah. Whatcha doing down here so late?”
I smiled, glancing back at Lucille. “Just some unfinished business.” She stomped on my foot in a fit of annoyance, making me grunt.
“You okay?” Torchy asked.
“I’m fine!” I shot Lucille a glance. “Say, whatcha doing out here?”
Torchy’s footsteps grew nearer. “I heard Wimberly barking, and when I went to check on her, I heard some weird noises coming from the barn.” He paused. “You sure you’re okay?” I could hear him walking towards us.
“I’m fine, kid. You should head back. I’ll be up shortly, just gotta finish feeding the bulls.”
Torchy stopped. “Feed the bulls? But I—” He stopped. “Shit.”
I laughed faintly. “Yeah, so get your ass out of here or I’ll make you finish the chore.”
“Fuck—sorry, man!” I rolled my eyes. “I’ll make it up to you, I swear!” I listened as he walked away, hearing the barn door close.
Lucille and I both exhaled with relief. I lifted my palm from her mouth and stepped back.
“You better get going.” I took my hat from her head and returned it to mine.
She moved to take my jacket off, but I stopped her.
“Keep it. It’s cool out tonight, plus it looks good on you.
” She pulled my leather jacket around her body and nestled up in it.
She turned to leave but stopped, keeping her head low as she spoke. “Tonight wasn’t a fluke.”
I walked over to her and gently gripped the back of her neck until her eyes sparkled up at me.
“I know.” I kissed her softly before forcing myself to let her go.
“So quick trying to pretend there’s nothing between us.
” My thumb brushed along her lower lip. “And when it happens again, you know where to find me. Get some sleep.” She nodded and began to walk away.
I quickly slapped her ass and watched her cheeks flush.
See you in my dreams, little viper.