30. Ranger
Chapter 30
Ranger
Sarah’s Craftsman-style house was quaint and picturesque with a small front yard and perfectly manicured lawn. It made me think she had her mother in mind when picking it out, but I kept that thought to myself as she led me through the front door.
To my left, I noticed exactly why she must have chosen this place to be her home. A huge kitchen with white porcelain countertops took up the massive space across from the living room.
I could picture her waking up every morning cooking herself a batch of blueberry pancakes. With her long hair in a bun on the top of her head, white speckles of flour gracing her nose and cheeks. The thought brought me comfort since I’d spent most of our ride here trying to keep from turning my truck around to hunt down that fucking asshole.
While I was waiting for her to leave the restaurant, I had looked to see if there were any cameras in the area next to the building. I couldn’t tell why my mind immediately went there, drawing me back to that fateful night. But I had a feeling that if Sarah’s mother had picked the guy out, he probably lacked the ability to be okay with being rejected. Turned out…I was right. The guy was an ass and needed to be taught a lesson. I could still feel the skin of his throat pressed against my palm, his pulse quickening every time I squeezed harder.
It would have been so easy to beat him down for not letting Sarah go when she told him to. So fucking easy.
When I felt the warmth of her touch against my arm and the plea in her voice, I knew there wasn’t anything in this world I wouldn’t do for her. She brought me back to life when I never thought I’d experience true joy again. And for that, I’d give her everything.
“So, this is my home,” Sarah said, rubbing her hands together and blowing her warm breath into them. The temperature had dropped significantly once the sun went down and it felt like she didn’t have the heater on yet. “Let me make us a fire.”
She started darting around the living room nervously, grabbing pieces of wood from a small holder next to the mantel. I came up next to her and took the two pieces of wood from her arms. “Let me,” I said.
Positioning the extra pieces around the starter log, I reached for the long lighter tucked in a basket in front of the hearth and set the paper on fire. Bright orange flames licked away at the starter log and small embers glowed on the oak wood. We’d have a roaring fire in a few minutes judging by how dry the wood was.
I turned to Sarah. Her arms were wrapped around her middle and I hated how small she looked in the space. My vibrant, beautiful girl looked fucking terrified in the safety of her own home and I hated it.
“Come here, sugar.” Moisture glistened in her chocolate eyes as she melted into my embrace.
“He wouldn’t let me go,” she whispered so low I could barely hear her. Her words broke something in me. “I told him to stop and he wouldn’t.” When her voice cracked, my chest ached so badly I couldn’t breathe.
My throat was raw as I spoke. “I promise you, Sarah, that no one else will ever touch you again. No one.” I kissed the top of her head, small whisps of her hair tickling my lips. “I wish I could take away every second of that experience for you. I wish I would have moved faster.”
Her head moved side to side against my chest. “No.” Her eyes glistened as she tilted her head back to look up at me. “You didn’t do anything wrong. The only person at fault here is Jones. He should have stopped when I told him to.”
Wetness hit my hands as I palmed the sides of her face. Watching tears fall over her rosy cheeks was the worst thing I’d ever seen. I needed them to go away, replaced with her beautiful smile.
So, I leaned down and kissed the salty trails along her face. Pressing my lips just under each one of her eyes I trailed downward until I gently grazed her chin. A whimper escaped her lips as I carefully grasped the wrist Jones had grabbed her by and I kissed away that hurt too. Leaving only tender affection to replace the pain he’d caused her.
“Ranger,” she breathed, my name was a prayer on her lips.
I let her wrist go and reached down to pick her up. My heartbeat pounded in my ears as she kissed me, opening up fully and dipping her tongue into my mouth. She was so warm and sweet. Her little moans vibrated against my tongue making me want her mouth on another part of me.
I settled us on the couch and watched as she leaned back, threading her fingers through my hair. “I love that you have long hair.”
“Oh yeah?” I asked before bringing my thumb to her lower lip wondering what it might feel like to run the head of my cock over it.
Her tongue darted out between her lips and she took my thumb in her mouth, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. “Mmhmm,” she mused. “It’ll make it easier to keep your head in place when it’s between my legs.”
My cock jolted. I yanked my thumb from her mouth and snagged her bottom lip between my teeth, suckling it with my tongue and lips before letting it go with a pop . When I smacked her ass, she ground her hips into me, another moan slipping out of her mouth. “You won’t have to keep me anywhere, babe. I’ll gladly feast on your sweetness for the rest of my fucking life. ”
Her lids fluttered, eyes dazed with lust. “But what if I want to be the one to taste you?”
Fuck. Me.
Grabbing the back of her neck, I brought her closer so I could whisper in her ear, “You wanna taste me?”
Tendrils of her hair tickled my cheek as she nodded.
“Then let me give my girl what she wants.” I lifted her off me and stood before her. The fear I’d seen in her eyes before was gone. Erased with the heady need we felt for one another and I was thankful for it. This I could do. Watching her eyes trace my body as I unbuckled my belt and undid my jeans. Seeing her in pain had been too much for me to bear. My chest had felt like it was caving in.
But this. Just the two of us together. This I could do all fucking night. Hell. All day and night.
Her breathing quickened as her eyes darted to where my fingers slid under the edge of my boxers. “You’re sure?” I asked.
Those molten eyes looked back up at me. “Yes, I’m sure.”
With her permission, I hooked my thumbs into the band of my boxers and pulled them down. My cock was heavy, pulsing upward as she took me in.
She swallowed. “I’ve never done this before, Ranger.” Those beautiful eyes I loved so much were wary like I might flee from her admission. What she didn’t know was that I didn’t give a shit about her being experienced. I only wanted her .
“We’ll take it slow. Whatever you don’t want to do, just tell me, okay?”
She nodded again as I grabbed her hand and sat back down on the couch.
“Kneel,” I commanded and I watched as she lowered herself to her knees.
“Good girl.” Seeing her kneel between my legs nearly had me seeing stars from how much my dick throbbed. Dark eyelashes fanned over her cheekbones when she looked down at my length.
“Wrap your hands around my cock and stroke me, beautiful.” Her tongue darted between her lips. I sucked in air between my teeth when she wrapped both hands around my shaft and started pumping me slowly.
My head fell against the back cushion of the couch. Her hands were so fucking soft as they moved up and down, twisting back and forth in languid movements. When I looked back at her, those pretty lips were parted as she quietly panted.
“Run your lips over the head.”
Excitement flashed in her eyes as she licked her lips and brought me to her. If her hands were soft, her lips were two perfect pillows with the head of my cock nestled right between them. She started pumping me faster, her chest rising and falling in quick succession. Seeing her eager to please me sent a shockwave down my spine, causing my balls to draw upward. It took all my control to focus on not coming as soon as I felt her lips against me.
Taking control, she started to swirl her tongue over the tip. I reached down and took her long hair in my fist so it didn’t get in her way.
“You look so fucking beautiful licking my cock. Fuck, Sarah.”
She kept one hand low on the hilt as she suctioned her lips to the back of my shaft and ran her tongue along my entire length. “Holy—” The rest of my words were swallowed by a moan I couldn’t keep in.
My breaths were ragged as I whispered, “Take all of me in that pretty fucking mouth.”
Every part of my body was humming with pleasure as she finally took me fully, so deep my head hit the back of her throat.
I loved watching her mouth move up and down as I held her hair, slowly guiding her to keep going.
“You’re so fucking good, baby. So good. Don’t stop.”
She hummed at my praise, the vibration at the back of her throat ran over me. It was too good. Too fucking sweet. I picked up the pace, lifting my hips to meet her mouth as she slid her tongue all around, licking every bit of my cock.
“Give me your tongue,” I coaxed. Sarah opened her mouth and slipped her tongue out. I slapped my cock against her tongue, her lips widened into a sultry smile that would have had my knees buckling if I wasn’t sitting down.
“Tell me you like it, baby.”
“I fucking love the taste of your cock.” She licked her lips.
“That’s my girl.” I pushed her head back down, the wet warmth feeling too good. I wasn’t going to last much longer. Not when she looked so damn beautiful taking me between her lips.
Her nails dug into the tops of my thighs as her head bobbed up and down. “I’m close, Sarah. I’m so fucking close.” I let go of her hair in case she didn’t want to swallow but fuck me if she didn’t take me deeper until I could feel myself hitting the back of her throat again.
A tingling sensation crept over my thighs and lower stomach as my climax built. I was damn near off the edge and with one final flick of her tongue over my ridge, pleasure exploded within me. Sarah’s throat worked, swallowing, as I came so fucking hard my vision hazed. I gripped the cushion of the couch in one hand and palmed the side of her face with the other as she slowed her movements, finally coming to a stop as she lifted herself off me and my cock hit my stomach.
Her cheeks were tinged with pink from the effort as I gathered her in my arms, pulling her into my lap. Her clothes were still on, but I didn’t care. I just wanted her near me.
“How’d I do?” she whispered, eyes lowered like she was embarrassed.
Pinching her chin between my fingers, I raised her face to meet my gaze. “I’m not sure you need much help, sugar because that was the best blow job I’ve ever had.”
She rolled her lips together and looked away. “Don’t lie to me.”
“Hey.” I tilted her chin so she had to look at me again. “I wouldn’t lie to you about this. If I needed you to do something different I would have told you. But you were fucking perfect, Sarah.” I chuckled. “If being with you feels this good every time, I’m going to need to work on lasting longer. It’s never been a problem until now.”
That had a smile blooming on her face. “We definitely can’t have that. I expect to be fully satisfied during my first time.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I said, my voice lowering an octave.
Another flash of hesitancy flickered across her face. “And you’re sure it doesn’t bother you? That I’m a virgin?”
I leaned back so she could see my entire face. “I don’t think you understand just how tightly I’m wrapped around your dainty little finger. You being a virgin has no bearing over my feelings for you, Sarah. We go at your pace, when you’re ready. I’d wait an entire lifetime to be with you if that’s what you needed.”
“Is this crazy?” She blushed, placing her hand on my chest, right above my heart. “How we can feel this wild about one another?”
I thought about it for a moment. “I think life is filled with twists and turns and if you spend too much time wondering if something is crazy by other people’s standards then you lose out on the beauty right in front of you. I spent a lot of time letting my life waste away out of fear. You’ve made me forget about all that. So, no. I don’t think it’s crazy.”
Her face brightened with a smile. “I love that I can just be with you. I’ve always had to pretend that I wanted other things for myself. That’s how I ended up in the situation with Jones. But with you, I’ve never had to pretend. Not for a single moment. ”
“And you never will have to pretend again if you don’t want to.” I pressed my lips to hers in a gentle kiss, before scooting her down so she was nestled against my chest. I don’t know how long we sat there with her in my arms, the only sound was a gentle crackle of the burning wood in the hearth.
I savored every precious moment like it was my last.