Halley #2
“Don’t know why, guess he was lonely, but Serpentine took an interest in toying with me.
I think that’s why he was hanging Scar over my head.
But I never counted on Scar to rescue me.
Snakebite had taken his own liking to me.
See, there were years I didn’t see him at all.
I decided to use his renewed attention to my advantage…
Well, as you know, he was helping me escape. ”
“He was rescuing you… first?”
“I guess so.”
“You never really loved him?”
“Love? I don’t think I knew what that was. Like when you thought you had it good with your family until you had something better. I thought I could love Snakebite, if I had to. When I didn’t know better.”
“But you don’t have to settle, now.”
“No, I don’t.”
Now that the air was clear, suddenly there was something in that air that hadn’t been there before. Cowboy leaned in, and I thought he would kiss me. Our lips hovered over one another’s. His hot breath hit my lips. “Another of our many firsts,” he breathed.
Oh, hell, a knock at the door interrupted him.
“Scar says to lay off the girl.” Root came over and hauled him up and away from me. Cowboy got in a good punch before Chug came in. They double teamed him and drug him out the door.
Around midnight, I’d just gotten up to feed the baby and laid back down again.
Being a milk machine was pretty lonely business without Cowboy snoring beside me.
There was another knock, but this time on my window.
Could it be? I padded over and saw just who I missed.
The window was so high, I saw only his head.
Pulling the window open, I looked closer and Cowboy’s eye was all swollen.
I squatted down and laid a kiss on it. After that he caught my face and planted the kiss from earlier on me, but it had an abrupt end as he drew away.
To my pleasure, he’d stepped back to jump up and climb in the window.
Inside he instantly pulled off his shirt.
“I thought you wanted to take things slow, hold hands and kiss.”
He came toward me, “Tonight, Little Lady, I’m only planning to kiss you—all night.”
Without another word he crossed my room and sat on my bed. Luckily, Wanda had brought over a crib for the baby. I went to turn off the lamp, afraid someone would look in the window, but he shook his head. I remembered he had those sex videos on his phone. Suddenly, I had a bit of stage fright.
Cowboy hauled the sheet up and made a cavern for just the two of us.
I crawled in and snuggled close, purposely bumping myself against him.
He slung one arm around my middle, tugging me to him until we were chest to chest, sharing the air.
When I stared into his grey eyes, did I see a future staring back at me?
Our smiles touched. Then I went for a kiss this time.
Tender at first, our lips tasted lips. Slightly parted, his lips smacked against mine with more force.
His tongue darted out, wet. I licked the taste of him from my lips.
He tasted like liquor smelled, sweet and dangerous.
Cowboy’s teeth gently caught my lower lip.
He tugged, drawing it into his mouth. Our tongues twisted wildly for what seemed like forever.
I moaned against his mouth wanting more.
He couldn’t oblige quick enough. Our eyes locked again as his hands reached to undo my blouse. He stopped.
“We’re just kissing. My hands aren’t coming to the party tonight. Take off your shirt.”
I did.
There was a burning desire in his grey globes as they dropped to my exposed cleavage. His stare intensified as I reached behind and undid my bra and slipped it away.
“I want to see all of you, again,” he whispered in a sexy exhale, like I’d taken his breath.
“I thought we were just kissing.”
“I plan to kiss all of you.”
He gave me a look of approval as I quickly shed my shorts. I made the move to discard my white panties but hesitated.
“I want to see my Pussy, too.”
When I didn’t move quick enough, he snarled, “I want to kiss my Pussy, Halley.”
At his words, I got completely, utterly naked, but he was only shirtless.
He didn’t move to correct this. Instead, he drew back and took me in.
His face said it all. He was hungry, hungry for me.
Then he descended, leaving lingering kisses down my jaw.
Raking his tongue down my neck, he nibbled.
He sucked. That was going to leave a mark.
He licked between my breasts, down to my belly stopping just before he reached my sweet spot.
He lapped his way back up. Slowly his tongue drew circles around each mound.
Each ring got smaller and smaller until he reached my areola.
He devoured each nipple, being careful not to suck too hard and get a mouthful of milk.
All the while, his taunt abs were against me just in the right spot.
I wrapped my legs around him, so he could feel the wetness from his pussy against his skin.
No, it hadn’t escaped my notice, he kept calling me his. I was on cloud nine.
When I wrapped my legs around him, and pressed his pussy against him, Cowboy sort of growled.
He kissed his way down, way down. He lingered, blowing cool air on me.
The feeling was incredible. Then he nibbled around, drinking up my juices.
His mouth hovered over my sex. I was so incredibly horny now, I desperately wanted him to fuck me.
And in a way, he did. He thrust his tongue, first inside me and then on my little nub, harder and wilder each time.
"Oh, no..." I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders.
He raised away to correct me, “I think you mean, oh, yes.”
I did mean that. I arched his pussy into him as he bent back down and ground his tongue, working my clit until ecstasy swelled and erupted, spreading through me in jolts.
Cowboy didn’t stop there. He held me for a while. We breathed and recovered. I thought it was over, since we were just kissing, but he said he believed in second helpings. And with only his mouth, he worked me up again, giving me another glorious release.
Luckily the baby slept through it all.
Cowboy, he was gone by morning.