Epilogue #2
“Not a fucking chance, Tully, not fucking ever,” the need to be deeper, to feel every ripple, every pulse, and the way she gives over to her pleasure.
It’s an incredible sight to see and to know I’m the one that Tully falls apart for, fuck that’s something else entirely.
“Mouth, sunshine. I need your mouth,” a few more skillful movements and I know Tallulah enough that she’ll be coming in a matter of moments.
The only way to keep her quiet is to swallow her moans.
One day soon, very fucking soon we won’t have to hide what we’re doing.
And it’s not because of my brothers or her best friend.
It’s all on Tully, she won’t accept help and won’t listen to reason.
And I get it, partially doesn’t mean I have to fucking like it.
Not one single bit. Birdie, Birdie’s mom, my mom, and even Lane tried to talk to her.
She refuses to take handouts, at least right now.
I also know a bit of information about old man Herbert, his son left town and didn’t look back, started working for himself.
There’s other shit going down with Herbert Veterinarian Clinic, things that I’m not telling Tallulah in case nothing comes of it.
“Dean, more honey, please,” she sighs as my mouth slants over hers, my tongue presses in, seeking entrance, and she doesn’t resist. My hand moves away from Tully’s breasts, a fucking travesty but what’s to come will only make her impending orgasm that much stronger.
While I dominate her mouth and body, my hand slides to her throat, fingers wrapping around her throat.
My thumb on her pulse point, pressing into it, and with my mouth on hers.
I keep thrusting my cock in and out of her tight heat and Tully falls apart.
She pulls me right along with her, I have a hard time keep my mouth sealed to hers, the way Tully has me wrapped up in knots, only getting small doses of her.
It’s not fucking enough, it won’t ever be, and this damn keeping things quiet has to stop.
“Dean,” her eyes are closed and she nuzzles into the side of my neck, I can each inhale and exhale from Tully trying to catch her breath. It’s nice to know I’m not the only one unaffected.
“Tallulah,” I hold her body to mine, tightly as we come down from our combined orgasms. Sucks I won’t be able to stay inside her wet depths much longer, I’ve got to deal with the condom, clean her up, and then both of us need to get dressed.
We’ve probably been in here long enough.
She came to look after our prized bull. Lately he’s been having issues mounting the heifers, we called Herbert’s since Tallulah made it clear we were to do things by the books.
I get that she has an end game, start a rapport with the ranchers before going out on her own.
It’s a plan, probably smarter than us giving her the leg up we can, but watching her dead on her feet every day, working weekends, and doing the grunt work only because she’s new in town is fucking bullshit.
“Have you seen Tully?”
“Fuck,” I whisper, her body arches away from me, causing me to lose her heat. I’m left standing with my jeans around my ankles, my cock in the wind, and Tallulah is scrambling to get pick up her clothes.
“I’m screw, oh my God. I’m so screwed, my job is going to be taken from me and I’m going to be known as the town harlot,” Tully is attempting to shove her pants on without her lace thong, jumping up and down. I’m attempting not to laugh, who the fuck says harlot in this day and age.
“Sunshine, breathe,” I pull my jeans up, I’ll have to deal with the condom in a minute, “They’ve already left, you’ve got a few minutes to pull yourself together, and not one fucking person in this town would think that of you,” I’d make damn sure of it too.
I bend down to grab the remainder of her clothes, pocketing her thong.
She’s already got her jeans on, no use in her getting undress to redress.
“You don’t know that. I’m an outsider. It’s bad enough the employees at the clinic hate me. Them finding out would only make it worse,” Tully admits and this time it’s my body locking up, irritation is thrumming in my blood stream.
“They giving you hell besides the usual?” I ask, she puts on her bra, then her shirt. I’ve lost every semblance of her naked body and it’s a damn shame.
“It’s nothing, forget I mentioned it,” Tully says stepping in her boots, smoothing down her shirt then taking her hair out of a lopsided ponytail before redoing it.
“Tully, all you gotta say is the word,” she goes to walk around me and I stop her.
“I’m fine Dean, promise. I’ve got to get back to work, I’ll see you later,” Tallulah is anything but, every man worth his grain of salt knows that when I woman says she’s fine.
She goes to the tips of her toes, pressing her lips to mine, shutting me up.
Tallulah may think she’s got to do everything on her own, she’s about to learn that I’m not letting my woman at it alone.