Chapter 26 #2
Why was everything he said turning me on? I didn’t have time to think about that as he wastes no time pressing two of his thick fingers deep inside of me. My back arches as I hiss out his name.
“Sit up a little, that’s a good girl,” he says as I do as I’m told, giving him more room to press into me.
He starts thrusting his fingers in and out of my dripping pussy while his thumb rubs my clit.
The motion of the horse moving, combined with his fingers and thumb, has my climax building quickly, and I feel myself so close to coming already.
“Indy, I’m going to come!” I tell him, unable to stop my hips from meeting the thrust of his fingers.
But then he ramps up his efforts, his fingers moving me so quickly, it literally feels like he’s fucking the orgasm out of me, and I try and fail to hold in my scream as I crash hard over my peak, my whole body convulsing on top of the horse.
“That’s it, Sugar, ride it out. Fuck, you’re so sexy when you come.
” His mutterings keep me coming even longer until I finally let go of all the tension and lean against him.
He pulls his fingers out of my dripping pussy before sucking them into his mouth.
“Mmm, I’ll never get used to your amazing taste, Sugar.
” He drops his hand back down, using all of his fingers to try to wipe up my juices, he licks his hands and repeats the process.
I know he’s trying to clean me up, but the action of him licking my juices off his fingers and him rubbing my pussy is making me hot all over again.
When he goes to wipe me again, I finally drop my arm down to grab his hand. “Indy, I can’t take anymore.”
“Oh, Sugar, and I am making you hot again?”
“Yes.” He laughs before wrapping his arm against my middle. I do up my pants and relax back into him.
“Relax, Sugar, I got you. It’ll be a little while before we stop, take a nap.”
“Thanks, Indiana, you’re the best.”
“Love you, little mate,” he whispers, kissing the side of my head.
“Love you, sir.” He laughs, and I smile, falling asleep in his arms.
After we stop for lunch, I decide to sit with Brax and Ry at the front of the wagon. I teach them eye spy and we play that for a while, until there isn’t much left to spy besides ‘tree,’ ‘rock’ and ‘horse.’
“Ry, you haven’t told me much about your life growing up, tell me something I don’t know.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Why don’t you tell me what you were like as a kid?”
“Well, I loved playing pranks on people.”
“Really?” I asked, surprised.
“Yep. I’d switch the sugar and salt at home. Sometimes at school I’d find a little creature and slip it into someone’s lunch bag, they would always scream,” he admits with a laugh.
“Good to know, maybe we will have to pull a prank on someone together?”
“Oh yeah, let’s do that! Who?” We both turn to look at Brax, who doesn’t even glance away from the horses he’s leading.
“Don’t even think about it, you two.”
“Who? Us? We’re innocent,” I tell him, batting my eyelashes at him.
“For now,” he grumbles, making me laugh.
“What about you Brax? I know you didn’t get along with your parents. But what would you do with your time?”
“I trained.”
“Is that how you got so… strong,” I say, unable to resist reaching out and squeezing his giant thigh.
“You think I’m strong?” he asks, turning to look at me.
“Strongest yeti I’ve ever met.”
“Not a yeti.”
“That’s exactly what a yeti would say.” He rolls his eyes, but I can see the smile trying to break free.
That night I sleep bundled up between Ry and Brax, with Indy laying by my head, so I could reach up and hold his hand.
Silver sleeps nearby, and I can’t help but keep glancing at him, wondering if he feels lonely by himself.
Sometimes I get the impression that he’s interested in me, but based on how forward my three mates have been versus the way he interacts with me, I think it’s pretty obvious that he’s just a caring person, and it’s not about me specifically.
Although I can silently admit to myself that I wish he was interested.
I’ve seen him stand up to my mates several times when he thinks they’re being idiots, and he’s not afraid to put people in their place in a gentle way.
I wish he’d put me in my place. The thought has me biting my lip nervously.
The next day is more of the same, I spend the morning riding on a horse with Ryker, and the afternoon on the wagon with Brax and Silver. Silver shares some more stories about Ria, but now that it seems like she’s okay, I ask him questions about himself. I find myself curious about his past.
“So what was your childhood like?”
“Well, I left home early, I was probably around fourteen when I first got my first job on a ship as a cabin boy. I worked my way up pretty quickly, and it was about ten years later when I met Ria’s mates at a tavern.
I had been looking for a bit of a change and they seemed like really decent captains, so I decided to take a chance on their ship. I never regretted it.”
“So, what made you leave? I guess it couldn’t have been that long ago if you know Ria.”
“I can’t really give a single reason. Just after everything happened with Ria, I didn’t feel like that was where I was supposed to be anymore.
And please don’t think it was anything to do with her or women in general that I didn’t want to be around.
She truly is lovely, but I just didn’t feel like I’m supposed to be there anymore.
I felt like I was being pulled in another direction. ”
“Was that direction the tavern?” I ask curiously.
He seems to think about it for a minute before he answers.
“At first I thought it was, because once I purchased it I didn’t feel the pull to keep moving like I had before.
But recently I felt it again except this time it’s pulling me back to the sea, so I don’t know, I think my internal guide must be off or something. ”
“Well, I’m glad that you were at that tavern when you were. Who knows where we would have moved on to looking for Ria if we hadn’t found you? And now that your conscience, or whatever it is, is directing you to the place we want to go, I can’t be mad about that either!” I say happily.
He gives me a strange look, like he’s seeing something that I’m not. I think over what I’ve just said, but I’m not sure what has him looking at me like that.
“What?” I ask.
“Nothing,” he says as he shakes his head and looks back towards the front.
Brax jumps into our conversation. “Baby, the common denominator there is you.”
I turn to look at him with a frown. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, he was pulled to the tavern and stopped because he was waiting there for you and now his pull is going in this direction because that’s where you’re going.”
My eyes widen in shock and I whip my head around to look at Silver again. “Is that true?”
“No, it’s just a coincidence.”
“It’s your loss, man,” Brax grumbles. I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, and I was afraid to think about it too much. Silver clearly didn’t share a connection with me, or he would have said something by now.