by Marie , J
“Don’t cover up on my account, sexy. You can walk around all day naked; I promise I won’t mind a bit if you do.”
“You wouldn’t mind… huh?” She raised a cute little eyebrow at me and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You doing okay this morning? You feel okay? I was a little rough with you last night…”
“I’m a little sore, but in a good way. How are you?”
“Darlin’ last night was hands down one of the best nights of my life. Between our date, our dancing, and then coming home and making sweet love to you… I couldn’t get enough. I can’t even tell you enough how much it means to me that you’re taking a chance on us. Letting me into your world. Letting me be your man, even though it scares you.”
She raised her hand to run along the beard I’d been growing. “I need you to be a little less perfect, Beau. Seriously, I may melt if you keep being such a charmer.”
“Okay, you want some bad things about me?”
She nods. “Yes, I think that would help. I need to know that you aren’t as perfect as you seem.”
“Hmm… ok. Sometimes when I’m alone in the barn I spit.”
“You spit? That’s it?”
“Well, I’ve heard women say it’s gross before…”
“Doesn’t count. What else?”
“Well, Cass. When you get me all turned on sometimes, I can’t help but adjust myself. Women don’t like us messing with our junk in public. According to Reagan, I do not have a penis, therefore, I should never touch it.”
She laughed out loud and I enjoyed the hell out of the sound of her laughing. It was a turn on for me.
“Wait, she’s told this to your face?”
“You know Reagan, right?”
She shook her head. “Of course, she did. That girl…”
My cock was growing underneath this sheet. How could it not with this gorgeous woman, naked in my bed. I moved my hand down to adjust it and she laughed again.
“Am I turning you on, Beau?”
“Sweetheart, your ass is naked in my bed, breasts hanging out in perfection, and asking me if I’m turned on. What do you think the answer to that question is?”
A blush tore across her cheeks and I couldn’t help but love it.
She put a finger to her lips and tapped. “Well, I think we should most definitely remedy this situation.”
I raised an eyebrow at her, “Oh yeah, and how exactly should we do that?”
“Sit back and let me show you,” I watched as she slipped beneath the sheets and I felt it when her soft lips wrapped their way around my cock, a groan erupted from my throat. She licked me from the base of my cock to the very tip where she ran her tongue around the head and over the slit. Nothing had ever given me this much pleasure in my life. Closing my eyes, I leaned against the headboard of the bed as she worked her magic on my cock. I wondered why I had never done this before, but then I remembered. I was saving something for her.
“Cassidy Mae, you’re making me lose my damn mind up here. How are you so fucking good at this?”
She lifted the sheet up lightly, peering up at me from behind those long dark eyelashes.
“You like it when I do this?” She took me fully into her mouth and I felt myself hit the top of her throat and I couldn’t help the moan that came out.
“Hell, yes. It’s so hot.”
My cock dropped from her mouth as she asked her next question, “Beau… has no one… oh nevermind.” She let the sheet fall back into place, her beautiful face once again hidden from me. She was embarrassed and I didn’t need her to be. The warmth of her mouth surrounded me again and I was back in heaven.
“No, Cass. You’re the only one who’s ever had their mouth on me.”
The sheet flew off and her eyes were the size of saucers. A cold breeze hit me with the quick removal of the sheet and I was glad that she hadn’t removed her mouth from my cock. My hands slid down and held the sides of her head as she continued moving up and down on me. She licked her way up the vein that ran along the underside of my shaft and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. She lifted off me once more, “Well then, I better make it good for you.” She smiled and ran her tongue over and over my length for way too long and I needed her to stop.
I wanted to be inside her again. Reagan would be home soon and the ranch would need to wake up for another day.
“Cass, I need to be inside you again now. Come up here.” She crawled up my body slowly like a cat stalking its prey. Her eyes burning into my soul, like she needed this, everything, me. It was no longer a want, but a need. I needed to be a part of her. Skin to skin. So far inside her body that she would never let me go.
“Here?”
“Hell, yes.” The heat of her core came to rest over my pulsing and urgently needy cock. I needed her and it twitched in approval. “Lift up, sweetheart.” She lifted up slightly and I felt her tiny hand pick me up and run my length against the seam of her. She was coating me with her wetness and I craved so much more. Nudging me to her entrance, my eyes rolled back into my head as she slid down me ever so slowly, taking me in inch, by tortuous inch. Heat and warmth surrounded me.
“Ride me, baby. Take it from me. Take what you need.”
She sat up and started rocking her hips against me. Slowly at first, but then it became feverish and needy. I reached up to grab her breasts, rolling her nipples as she bounced on my cock. She moaned at the pressure.
“You feel so fucking good, Cassidy Mae. You like it when I pinch your nipples. You like a little pain with your pleasure? Yes, there…” She lifted up again and waited, almost letting me fall out of her before crashing back down onto my cock. My girl liked it a little rough and she was letting me know about it. I moved my hands to her hips and rocked her as she moved against me. Faster and faster we went. I slipped my hand between us and found her clit. My thumb and forefinger rubbed her mercilessly and she screamed out for me. I hoped no one was home, but at this point I didn’t give a care in the world if someone heard me pleasuring my girl. My house. They didn’t have to stay here.
Her head was thrown back in desire. She ran her nails down my chest and I winced as her blunt fingernails dug into me. I could feel the passion and the need coursing through her body. I continued strumming her until I felt the clench of her inner core against my cock. She was close.
“Tell me what you need, Cass.”
“Kiss me.” It was a simple request. One I could definitely remedy. I leaned up, my lips meeting hers. We were two ships crashing into a rocky shore. I nibbled on her bottom lip and she whimpered into my mouth. I had one hand on her clit, rubbing. I moved the other to her nipple and twisted it between my fingers. She threw her hands around my neck and slid down my back.
“You ready to come for me, sweetheart? I want you to ride my cock and then come all over it.”
“Yes… yes… right there, Beau. Yes. Oh my God, I’m going to…”
“Come for me, now.”
Almost as if my words had commanded her to, she clenched down on my cock so hard I didn’t think about anything other than my own release. I let myself go and warm bursts shot from me into the heat of her. It felt so good being inside her that I hadn’t realized I’d completely forgotten protection. I hadn’t worn a condom and now I had to tell her that too.
“Shit,” I said looking down at my unsheathed cock.
“What, what is it, Beau?” Cassidy looked over at me nervously biting her bottom lip.
“We didn’t use any protection. It felt so good that I didn’t even think about it and…shit. I’m so sorry, Cassidy Mae.”
“Oh, that’s what the ‘shit’ was for?”
“Yeah…”
“I’m on birth control, Beau. We’re covered.”
“Okay good, but I’m clean. I’ve been tested in the last couple of months and since you came back, I haven’t been with anyone else.”
“Me too. I saw a doctor for a checkup after I left him, I wanted to make sure that bastar
d hadn’t given me anything after putting his dick in that whore.”
“Woah.”
“I’m sorry, Beau. Pulling you into my life drama again.”
“Stop it, Cass. If you want to share things with me, do it. Just maybe not while my cock is still inside you… I may get angry, but it’s never at you. I just can’t believe someone would treat you so cruelly and still call himself a man afterwards.”
“Okay. From here on out, let’s just leave the past behind us. I don’t need to talk about him anymore and I’m sure you don’t want to hear about him either.”
“It’s not like that, Cass. You can share whatever you want to with me. You’re letting me in and giving me a little more of yourself. I’ll take what I can get. We all come with pasts. Some are not as terrible as yours, but we’re all fighting some sort of battle.”
“And what kind of battle are you fighting, Beau Montgomery?” She whispered.
“I’m fighting for love. For your love. Fighting to keep this farm and the memory of my father alive. Fighting to keep a roof over people’s heads and food in their mouths. Fighting for every single horse that comes in here as a rescue. Fighting so they have the chance to make a fresh start in life, no matter what kind of shit they’ve been through.”
“You’re carrying a lot of weight on those shoulders, Beau.”
“You’re sure you aren’t mad because I was such an idiot for forgetting the condom?”
“Beau, I’m not mad at all. We were in the throes of passion… were you really going to stop and ask if I wanted one on?”
She shrugged at me as if to say, it is what it is. “Good, it’s settled then.”
The night before was a game-changer for us. It was the closest we’d ever been and I never wanted to return to the ‘before us’. It’s how I pictured two people in love should act together. Never before had I felt such strong emotions toward a man. Not even the man I’d married and loved for three long years. It was a more mature love, an adult love. Today was the day. I decided from that moment forward that I’d stop thinking about Andrew, although I still wondered what was going to happen with Devin.
I needed to move on and live my own life without fearing what came next. Beau showed me that it was possible and now I just needed to do it. Starting with tonight. It was the first night of barrel racing and getting through the preliminary runs tonight meant that I’d be slotted into the semi-finals tomorrow night.
I looked over at Beau as he stood naked in the bathroom brushing his teeth. His firm ass standing tall and proud. Muscular thighs and built calves. Veins that bulged from his biceps told me he’d been working on this farm for years. He was so fit. My eyes trailed up every single muscle of his back and I couldn’t help but pinch myself. I still couldn’t believe that I was naked and in Beau’s bed.
“You got a good view over there, darlin’?”
He turned around and I couldn’t help the desire that burned between my legs looking at him and thinking about all the sinfully dirty things he’d done to me last night. His cock twitched and I could tell by the smirk on his face that he knew what I’d been thinking about just now. My cheeks flushed and I couldn’t help the blush that crossed them.
“Beau, Cass, anyone?” Her voice was faint and I didn’t pay her any mind. I was too focused on him until all of a sudden the door flew open and Reagan stormed inside.
Her eyes grew in shock. She looked at Beau and then over at me as I covered myself up with a sheet.
“Oh GOD! Beau, why am I looking at your dick? Cover it up, quickly. Gross… why didn’t you guys answer when I hollered?”
Beau let out a hearty laugh and I couldn’t help but laugh with him.
“BEAU, SERIOUSLY?!?!?!?! I don’t need to see that thing. I can never undo it. God, it’s burned into my eyes forever. They’re on fire. I think I’m blind.” She covered her eyes with her hand.
Beau stopped laughing just briefly. “Reagan, why the hell did you barge in here?”
“I told you, I came in and hollered but no one responded and I thought maybe something was wrong so I came up to check on you. Not knowing you were obviously having sex and oh God, I think I’m going to go vomit now.”
She backed out of the room and took off down the hall, down the stairs, and we could still hear her sputtering gross things about seeing her brothers dick out the door. She was so dramatic, but then again if I had seen my own sibling’s dick, I probably would’ve had the same reaction.
He shook his head and winked at me. “Alright, let’s get dressed and go put her out of her misery.”
It felt weird, knowing that Reagan knew what we were doing all night. We were adults though, so it’s not like she could reprimand us at all.
“Breakfast is ready, lovebirds. You two really make me sick, literally. I’d tell you to get a room but…”
A chuckle came from Beau. “Already did…”
Beau leaned over and kissed my forehead as I took a seat at the table. While we’d taken the time to get ready, Reagan had been making pancakes. The crew filtered in through the front door and I knew that the house would soon be filled with stories from the fair the night before. We had our own stories, but ours weren’t the kind you share with people… even if they were your friends. Reagan brought the pancakes, eggs, sausage, and bacon over to the table and we all dug in. Not much sound in the room other than the munching of people enjoying a home-cooked meal.
“Cassidy Mae, you ready to run barrels tonight? Saw you and Oakley in the arena the other day. Looked real good from what I could see,” Jameson piped up from the end of the table.
“Yeah, I think we’re ready. She’s been bending well around the barrels. Her speed is good. She’s leaning on me when we make those turns. We’ve got a pretty good chance. Even if we don’t make it past the prelims tonight, I’ll have had fun either way. It’s nice riding again.”
Reagan choked on her sausage and then mumbled under breath. “I’m sure it is.”
I couldn’t help the laugh that fell from my lips. I don’t think she realized that I’d heard what she said when I leaned over and whispered, “I’d say I was sorry for what you witnessed this morning, Rea, but for the first time in my life I’m happy and I won’t apologize. Maybe it’ll teach you not to barge into people’s rooms.”
She scoffed and managed to keep eating her food. There was an odd tension in the room this morning and I knew it had to do with more than just what happened a little while ago. Rhett and Rea weren’t making eye contact with each other. Remy and Faith wouldn’t look at each other either. It was weird. Like somehow the fair had brought Beau and I together and torn everyone else apart. I wondered what had happened, but it wasn’t any of my business.
“So, Jameson, you coming to watch the barrels tonight?”
“Hell yeah, Cassidy Mae. From what I hear, the whole town’s gonna be there to watch you ride tonight. Everyone’s real happy you decided to go for it. Well, except for Tara. She ain’t too happy, but she’ll get over it when you kick her ass. ”
The name on his lips made me cringe. I’d competed against Tara before and knowing she’d slept with my man really ground my gears. I didn’t have a reason to be mad. I wasn’t here and Beau wasn’t mine yet. I knew she’d smirk about it. That’s just who she was as a person. Mean and bitter to the core. I was breathing heavily, anger rising in my veins as I thought about my arch-nemesis. I couldn’t stand her.
I felt a squeeze on my thigh and looked over to see the concern in Beau’s eyes. I looked down and realized that I was making half-moons in my hand over the anger that was cascading through me. It dawned on him then that I knew.
“It was a long time ago, Cass. She means nothing to me. Not even a tiny speck of the amount that you do to me.”
“Still doesn’t mean I have to like her.”
“Damn straight. Hate her if you want to, baby, but if being with the town bicycle meant I was better for you then so be it.”
I huffed and folded my arms over
my chest. It wasn’t an acceptable excuse. He knew I hated her.
He chuckled. “Alright, well I need to go out and work with Zeus. Would you like to come with me, Cassidy Mae?”
“No.”
“Well come on anyhow. I know you like hanging out with that crazy horse.”
“Maybe…”
“Please, darlin’,” he whispered in my ear. He didn’t know it was a weakness of mine; being called that.
I shrugged my shoulders again, “Okay fine, but I’m still mad at you.”
“Am I going to have to fuck the mad out of you, darlin’? Don’t tempt me.”
A smile tore its way across my face and I shook my head.
“Beau…”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“You’re mean.”
We made our way out to the barn and brushed down Zeus. He’d finally learned to trust me over these last few months and he started acting like the other horses around me. Begging for treats. Leaning into my scratches, and neighing when I came into the barn.
Beau looked over at me with a curry brush in hand.
“Alright, I think we’re done. Let’s get him out to the round pen. I wanted to start him there again today.”
“Okay, let me know what you want me to do.”
“I want you to come to watch, maybe hop on. You’re an experienced rider, Cass. I’m sure you’ll be just fine.”
“Uh-huh…”
One look, one smirk, and my panties melted away into dust. This man. My man.
We got Zeus out to the round pen and started getting him used to the saddle again. Beau showed him every single step before placing it on him—saddle pad, saddle, girth. He was taking his time, being patient, much like he’d done with me these last few months and I trusted him just as much as Zeus appeared to now. Beau Montgomery was a good man.
Beau let him trot around the round pen with the saddle on to make sure he remembered how the stirrups hit his sides with each step. Baby steps. Every pace we took him through and I watched as he meticulously worked with Zeus.
