Chapter 7
Seven
Boone
S lowly, she stalks forward, nothing on but the bottom of her bikini. Hard nipples jut out, begging for me to take them in my mouth. When she stops in front of me, I can’t do anything against her falling to her knees. Warm hands replace mine and I’m lost to her touch.
She looks up my body. Those sweet, pouty pink lips so damn close to my cock I can feel her hot breaths brush over my taut skin. God, she’s fucking beautiful. She does something to me with those pretty eyes when she looks at me like fucking hang the stars in the night sky for her. Truth is, she’s the angel that heals my soul from all the damage Uncle Sam did to it long before she came into my life.
"Before last night I was still a virgin, yes, but I'm not blind nor am I stupid, Boone. You want me. You have for a long time. Stop lying to me and to yourself. For once just let things happen. You don’t have to control everything and everyone."
I narrow my eyes at her and pinch my lips into a tight line. Since when did the young teach the old? All I would need to do is move my cock half an inch. I could have those sweet lips sliding over my angry shaft.
"What I want from you would terrify you. I'm not some schoolboy softy looking for a little hand-job out in the hayloft. You're too damn innocent and soft for a hard man like me. You can't handle what I want. And you don’t have to be a virgin to be innocent. I see the comeback on the tip of your tongue. Your soul...heart, both are pure. Mine aren’t."
My dick is about to erupt like a volcano all over her sweet face if she continues to look up at me like some damn fallen angel made to give me pleasure. So thirsty to please me and wide eyes ready to do whatever it is I want from her.
That has to make me the Devil.
I stand back against the wall, wordless. I don't protest when she moves my hand aside and wraps those delicate fingers of hers around my pulsing cock. I need her touch and just standing here I'm fucking trembling with the need to shoot off a load to her name.
I clench my teeth and suck back a rumbling breath when the pink tip of her warm tongue slips from between her perfect lips to run hot trails up the back of my shaft.
"Damn it, Harper, you don't know what you're doing."
"I can learn. Teach me how to give you pleasure. It's not like I've had a slew of men to teach me."
"I didn't mean it like that."
I sink my hands into her soft hair and tug just hard enough to have her stand. She's breathing heavy and with every harsh breath the hard tips of her tits brush against my chest. Each stroke is like Morse Code to my dick, making me harder, filling my balls up with a major load of cum I'm dying to feed her slick little pussy. I don’t need to have my fingers buried inside her to know she’s dripping wet for me.
She's pressed up against me. I pause a moment, looking deep into the dark, swirling blue of her eyes. “Don't lie to me. I want the truth and you're going to give it to me.”
A savage need to make sure of a truth I already know consumes me.
"No," she pants. And as if she can read my mind, she answers my unspoken question.
"No other man has ever touched my lips, my body, Boone. But you already know that. The blood on your sheets this morning was proof. You're my first…first everything. Even my first kiss. I never let another boy touch me. Until last night. When you took my virginity."
"God, I've fucking ruined you." I tuck her close and something inside me clicks. Something warm and perfect. Not a single woman has ever made me feel the way Harper does.
"No.” She shakes her head. “You gave me a gift."
"You're too good, too innocent for someone like me. You need to run, baby girl. Far and fast." I bury my hands in her hair and tighten my hold. “But if you do, I’ll find you. Not another soul will have what’s mine.”
Ah fuck. What am I doing?”
She leans her head back and a cold chill hits me at what I see in her eyes as if she wants to push my limits.
“I wasn’t lying. You run, I’ll be powerless against the animal in me that will chase you down and claim.”
“Do you hear yourself? Either you want me or you don’t. You can’t have it both ways. Claim me or let me go for someone else."
Suddenly I can't breathe. My lungs lock up and my heart hammers a hole into my chest.
“I'll kill any fucking man who dares lay a finger on you." Each word is truer than the last and I start to see red.
Then she speaks again.
"What makes you think you're not a good man, Boone? From where I'm standing, you're perfect for me. You just need to decide if I'm good enough for you."
"I'm a goddamn pervert is what I am—you're just too young to see the monster that I am. You need to leave, but instead you're here begging me to fuck you."
I tip her head back a bit more until I know she's listening to the words I'm saying. Between us, my raging, hard cock is throbbing and she'd gently stroking the beast as if she can tame the animal inside me.
“Stop pushing for something that is nothing more than a lie. You only think you want me. When you get out there in the real world, you'll see I am nothing more than a mistake.”
My words force a cloud of confusion across her face.
She blinks, seemingly startled by the words. "You have no idea what you're saying. You can't speak for me, Boone. Nobody can."
"I know you. I can read every single emotion that crosses your face, so yes, I can."
"Then you should be able to see how much you mean to me."
She falls to her knees. I do and that is the problem.
"Fuck, no, baby. Don't do it. Get up and leave. Leave while you can. Before I spread you, sink my cock into that cunt and feed it my milk," I groan hoarsely.
She shakes her head. "I'm going to love this cock with my mouth and then you can do with me anything you please."
I fist a handful of hair and force her to look up at me. Her hungry eyes have molten lava filling every inch of my veins.
Too late. Cock in hand, I guide the head to her lips and sink into her mouth an inch at a time until I feel the soft pad of her throat with the crown of my dick. Pink lips stretch over my cock. I pull out and sink back in with slow movements, letting her get accustomed to my large size.
“That’s it. Open wide and swallow just like that when I get in there deep.” I hear a whimper and watch as she takes another inch of my hungry cock. Blood roars through my veins and makes my heart pound like it wants to come out of my chest. I hold the back of her head and plunge into her hot, sweet mouth. I can’t believe I’m doing this again. Didn’t I swear to myself this morning I would get her out of here? Put the off-limits barely eighteen-year-old on a horse if I had to and send her home where she belongs?
Right now, I couldn’t give less of a shit what I thought I’d be doing. All I can focus on is how breathtaking Harper is sucking me off.
I pick up speed, knowing her mouth has to be hurting by now. “I’m going to give you my cum and you’re going to drink it down that beautiful throat. Don’t spill a drop.”
She looks up at me nodding obediently. Hungry and greed shining back at me.
Her cheeks hollow and she slurps around the fat head of my cock before I drive back in hard enough to make her gag. She pulls off a bit and this time she’s the one taking me deep throat, and that’s the last thing I know before I’m shooting hot cum down her throat. Pulse after pulse I feed Harper her first dose of seed, and she’s sucking every drop up, making sure not to leave a single drop.
“That’s it, baby girl, clean me like a good girl,” I groan. “Suck my cock and take everything I’m giving you.”
She whimpers around my shaft and the second her fingers fondle my balls, the last shot hits her hungry tongue.
Finally, with a final kiss to the head of my cock, she stands, breathing heavy. Those newly fucked lips are nice and swollen. Every cell in my body is screaming for me to take her. Throw her on my desk and give her what we both want.
Holding my gaze, Harper takes a step back. Then another and I know instantly what she wants.
“You said you would catch me if I run?”
Chin to chest, I narrow my eyes. “Don’t play games, little girl.”
“Who’s playing?”
Light footfalls brush against the smooth hardwood floor, but I’m on her before she can get more than ten steps outside my office door. We’re out in the open now. Her topless, girl cum wetting her bikini bottoms and my dick out, slick with her saliva and hard, ready for a taste of her pussy juices next.
I pin her to a nearby wall.
“Now what?"
“You don't get to do that to a man's cock and then strut away with that gorgeous ass. After I fuck you right here, against the wall, you're going home and we never speak of this again."
I hike her up and press her back the wall. She has her legs around my waist and my cock, hard and ready, sinks into her velvety walls the second I pull aside her bathing suit. My head falls back with the pure shot of pleasure to my system. There’s so much I want to say. So much I want to fall to my knees and confess. Like she’s the angel that will destroy me and make me whole all at once. That what is happening is so fucked up it makes me harder for her. Crave more of her. That nothing in this screwed up world will keep me from making her mine now that I’ve ridden her bare.
She completes me in ways no other woman ever has.
I bang into her, taking her hands and pinning them over her head.
"More, Boone, harder," she demands, and I’m not one to hold back.
I thrust into her, uncaring of how rough I am. Pictures and trophies fall from their perches. From the look of bliss on her face I’m not sure I’m scaring her away or making an addict out of her. Hell, out of us both.
“You wanted the animal, the beast I become around you? Here you go, baby. Are you scared yet?” I tighten the grip I have on her hands when she tries to yank them free.
My lips take hers roughly, and I pry her mouth open, groaning the second our tongues clash. She kisses me back, giving as good as she’s getting.
I drop my hands and dig my fingers into the flesh of her ass cheeks, holding her apart so when I slam into her hard, she feels the full force of me claiming her pussy this one last time.
Suddenly I feel soft lips on my skin. Warm hands running the length of my arms and tiny nails digging into my back. My game plan isn’t working and you know what? I no longer care.
“More, Boone, harder. I’m cumming!”
Her legs tighten and her hot body is melting into mine.
Not just hot. More like untamed fire. The buried wildfire inside her is stoked and ready to consume us both. She’s a storm of heat wrapped around me. Instead of fighting and running away she's growing hotter, wetter. Sticky sweet cum drenches her thighs and my balls.
I drive her higher and higher with each thrust. Pulling out until only the head of my cock sits in her entrance.
“Boone, please," she begs. When I hover, rocking my hips to where only the tip teases her smooth walls, she groans and rocks her hips as if she’s in control.
"You have a greedy pussy trying to suck me back in."
Unable to deny her what she wants, I sink in and when I go to draw out again, the delicate walls tighten and try to hold me. God, that one little move makes me impossibly harder.
Growling a string of harsh curses, I tear my eyes off her tight cunt sucking my cock. Something possessive comes over me. A feeling I've never felt before for any woman. "You should have run when you had the chance, baby girl. This time I won't be pulling out. I'm cumming in your tight hole and giving you your first dose of milk.”
My balls draw up tight and I move faster, slamming into her. Raw, animalistic and wild. Fucking her frantically like this is the last minute of our lives on this planet. Every cell in my body is focused on getting her to climax first and when I feel the walls of her pussy clench around me with the first shock of her orgasm, my load shoots up my cock, causing me to shout.
She falls to pieces in my arms and I’m right there to catch her. Hold her. Keep her safe as she loses herself in blissfulness.
Hot cum spills into her milk virgin channel. There is so much, some drips down our joined bodies to make a mess of us both. I lean in, dropping my head to her shoulder. She gasps, taking my head in her hands and holding me close. I nibble my way up her collarbone and kiss a slow trail over her jaw until I find her lips. She rolls her hips at the same time I rock mine. Slowly, we grind against each other until I feel her ease back down to Earth.
Panting and clutching at each other, I work to calm my racing heart. I can feel hers pounding against her chest just as heavy. She looks up at me, all mussed from getting fucked and with a satisfied smile on her beautiful face.
I slip from her, easing her bikini bottom into place. “Get back to the house and wash up. I’ll be taking you home now,” I say tightly. My voice is rough but I have to try one last time to set her on the right course which doesn’t lead back to me.
She doesn’t say anything. Simply turns with her head tucked low, face hidden from my sight behind a pale wall of hair.
Shit. What have I done? I’ve broken her.
Harper angles her head around, that fire in her eyes ready to burn me to embers. "Yes, Daddy," she coos and takes off running.
Standing between the pool deck and the barn everywhere, my chest tightens. That ass, in need of a spanking, bounces with every step and with those two little words the last straw on the proverbial camel’s back has been placed.
Three, maybe five, steps and I'm on her. “Boone,” she shrieks as I toss her over my shoulder. In the time that we were in the barn a sudden summer storm rolled in and rain soaks us through.
By the time we are inside Harper is shivering in my arms, dripping water everywhere. “Shit, I forgot. I cranked up the AC. Wait a minute.”
I turn the dial down from Arctic cold and grab a towel from the drier and wrap her in it before stripping off my shirt and muddy boots.
Something in her eyes has me drawing up short when I mean to head for the shower, pulling her with me.
“What?” I ask.
She shakes her head, the wet strands of her hair bouncing around her back and shoulders.
I growl, grabbing the sides of her towel and pulling her into my arms.
“Let’s get you warmed up and all that oil washed off. We’re not going anywhere anytime soon from the looks of it. You can tell me what’s on your mind after a warm shower.”
“Wait.” She stops me with a hand on mine.
“I need you to know something, Boone.”
“You know you can tell me anything. I think it’s safe to say there are no more secrets between us.”
This is about to get serious and I don’t know if I can handle more bombs today, but I brace my hands on either side of the kitchen counter and wait for whatever she’s about to say with that serious look.
Her blue eyes dance between mine.
“Tell me, baby,” I say softly.
“If…” she sighs. “If you can't accept me. Accept this attraction between us if you’re still wanting to send me away… I need to know. Don’t keep seesawing. I thought I could do this, convince you we’re perfect together, but if not, I have to walk away, leave, because I can’t go on living here if I can't have you. Watching you be with someone else… I can’t do that.”
Water rims the edges of her eyes. And through the unshed tears I can see the love pour through for me.
Fuck. I feel like an asshole on multiple levels.
“I want us to be happy, Boone. Not fuck behind people’s backs like what we have is dirty or something.”
I tuck her under my chin, searching for something to tell her to take the ache from her words.
“I have huge responsibilities. I can't have you alone all the time. Plus, what would people say? Have you thought about that? Our clients?”
I run my hand down her back and her breath catches as if I’ve lost my mind. “The last thing I am is alone, and the clients aren’t here taking notes on how we live. We train horses, breed others. Who’s to say some of Urban Ranch clients aren’t taking their stepdaughters against a wall in the barn or banging the preacher’s daughter during Sunday sermon? You have a lot of assumptions about people you only do business with.”
Since she drives a hard point, I can’t say much to that so I keep my mouth shut. With a finger under her chin, I lift her mouth up and press my lips to hers in the softest kiss we’ve shared. She moans, a beautiful pink coloring blooming across her face.
Pulling back enough to where her lips caress mine as she speaks, Harper adds, “I have our family and maybe one day we can have a family of our own.” A hand comes to rest on her belly.
I blink a few times, taking in what she’s saying. Those last five words drop me to my knees.
“I've given you my seed.” She’s right. She could have the starting of their family already taking root in her tender body already. I can't walk away from that or have her leave.
Unacceptable.
I dry her off. Not missing a single inch of her skin and trying to come up with an answer. Bless her heart, she lets me battle without a word. Simply running her fingers through my hair as I grapple for safe ground. Finished, I carry her to bed and slip her beneath the covers.
“You're going to be sore for a while. Rest while I tend to the horses and when I get back, we can eat something. Talk this over.”
I see a hint of confusion and doubt in her eyes as sleep takes hold. I force myself to walk out of the house. I know the horses are fine but I need some air and some time to wrap my head around what just happened. I can't help either of us with the bank of fog clogging up my thoughts.
I took Harper bareback and gave her every last drop of my sperm. It will be a miracle if she doesn’t end up carrying my child.
Because I lost control, I may have changed the course of our lives, and things are about to change. For better or for worse is the big question.