With a shake of her head, she says, “No, I’ll wait in the Jeep. With my crying I must look like crap and I’m kind of emotionally spent right now. Tell Max I’ll see him on Sunday for a while as Kip plans on stopping by before we make our way back to Los Angeles.”
I nod and take a few steps then stop and look back at her. “Wait! Kip knew he was bringing you down here to go to this thing, right?”
“Yes, why?” she asks.
“Oh no reason. Hold on! I’m sure Kip talked to Max and made arrangements for the visit on Sunday. Do you know if he did?”
“Yeah, Kip talked to Max. Max knew I was coming here. OMG! They hid it from us!” Her eyes go bright and shiny and she giggles.
My heart fills with the sound and I smile. “Rat bastards, they are. I’ll be right back.”
As I walk away I realize there is a huge chance I will walk back to this very spot and find her gone. I have to give her this chance to leave if she wants to.
If she does leave, this will be the last chance I ever give her.
Rachelle
Five minutes go by and I find my mind going crazy. Maybe Blake decided not to come back. Maybe Max told him it was a terrible idea to get a room with me and talk, or more.
I hope there’s more!
Another five minutes pass and no Blake. I had taken the passenger side, but if he’s not here in five more minutes I’m moving into the driver’s seat and taking off back to Smithville.
He could be giving me a dose of my own medicine after all. Leading me to believe all is well and we can at the very least be friends then walking away and leaving me all alone.
I deserve it. I know I do. Only a few more minutes to go and then I’ll be leaving here alone. I had already put on my seatbelt.
One more minute then that’ll have been fifteen minutes and I’m no idiot. It means he fucked me over this time. I unbuckle the seatbelt and turn to get out of the car and make my way to the driver’s side.
“Were you going to leave without telling me goodbye?” a little girl’s voice asks.
I turn to find the little girl named Sally. She’s walking next to Blake as he carries the little boy I saw him playing with. They look like a little, perfect family and my heart thumps hard in my chest.
I jump out of the car and jog up to meet them. “No! I’m sorry, Sally. I hope I didn’t hurt your feelings.”
“A little,” she says as she holds her small arms out. “Can I have a goodbye hug, Rachelle?”
I take her up in my arms and hug her. “How old are you anyway, young lady?”
“I’m five. I’ve been here for a couple of years.” She leans close to me and whispers in my ear. “Can I tell you a secret?”
“Of course.”
“I think you look like a nice lady and if you ever want a cute little girl, I’m available. My mommy isn’t ever coming back for me and I know it.”
My heart clenches in my chest and I hug her tight to me. “Well, I hope that changes for you, sweetie,” I whisper back. “And if my life ever gets to a point where I could use a cute little girl in my life I’ll be sure to consider your offer.”
Her lips touch my ear again. “While you’re thinking about that, think about that handsome man as my dad, just saying.”
I giggle and squeeze her. “Will do. I’ll keep in contact Sally. Tell me your last name so I can.”
“Sally Portis.”
I put her down and run my hand over her little head. Red curls and glasses look up at me and I wish like hell I could take her with me now. “Well, Sally Portis, you get ready to get some awesome little goodies in the mail. I’m a chef in training and I can make yummy cookies.”
She jumps up and down then Blake nudges me with his shoulder and I look at him to see the dark haired little boy blushing. Blake says, “Toby is her little brother, and he asked if you could send him some goodies too.”
With a tussle of the kid’s hair I say, “I can manage that, Toby.”
“Thank you,” the little boy says and Blake puts him back on the ground.
Sally takes her little brother’s hand they wave before they start back towards the house I had spent three weeks in once what seems like a zillion years ago.
“See you guys soon. I promised I’d be back to visit and I always keep my promises,” Blake calls out.
I kind of fall apart inside with his words. I wonder if he really does keep all his promises. What kind of a life would that be?
Blake
The wind blows around us as we drive into the town near the children’s home. Rachelle has been too quiet all the way into town. I gave her the chance to haul ass on me and I have the feeling she was just about to do that when I walked up.
“So, those kids were cuties, huh?” I ask her.
“They were. It’s good to see them happy. That’s all I saw were happy kids. Not like I really remembered it when I was there. But I only recently let myself remember so that’s probably why.” She looks out the side and taps her fingers on the door frame.
After grabbing us some drive through food and a six pack I find the nicest place in the town to get a room and check us in. Back out to the car I jog and get back in to park the car.
“Room 107, on the ground floor here in beautiful Beeville, Texas.” My smile I hope is letting her know all is okay.
She takes the food and I take the beer and we go inside the little, very ordinary room. I wish this could be better, like so much better. I’m a billionaire for the love of Pete and I have yet to really take this woman anywhere fabulous.
Rachelle takes the food out of the bag and places it on the little table. I put the beer in the mini fridge and wrap my arms around her from behind. My lips touch her neck and my manhood springs to life.
“Hungry?” I ask.
“Not really. That hotdog filled me up.”
I turn her to face me and she runs her hands around my neck. “So let’s leave that for later then. I’m hungry for something though,” I say.
That little half grin she gets pulls the corners of her mouth up. “What are you hungry for?” Her eyes twinkle.
With one smooth move, I run my arm under her legs and pick her up. “Let me show you.”
With a playful toss, I put her on the bed then take my shirt off. I’ve been working out like a maniac and the way her eyes light up tells me she likes the results.
“Oh! Damn, Blake. How in the hell…” I place my finger to her lips and pull her T-shirt over her head.
Her creamy skin at the top of her breasts begs me to kiss it. My lips touch the top spilling over the lacy, pink bra. I unhook it at the back and pull it away. They spill out and I groan.
“Baby, how I missed you.” My mouth takes one and my hand takes another.
Her hands move all over my back, touching every muscle as she moans with the sensations. “Blake, my God! I missed you too.”
Her body is making me crazy, but I told her we would talk so I have to give her that chance. I pull my mouth away from her juicy breast, but my hand won’t leave the other.
“Baby, do you want to talk? I’m sorry for going all animal on you. I did ask you to come here to talk.”
“Blake, please can we talk later? I kinda really want you bad right this minute.”
“Sure thing, baby. Whatever you want, I will give it to you.” Her lips are begging me to kiss them so I do.
The amount of groaning is insane and I don’t know why I’m doing so much of it. The button on her jeans is making me crazy so I stop my kiss and pull back to see what kind of a contraption she has going on there and unbutton them then slide them off.
Only little pink panties are left and I am drooling. She lifts herself up on her elbows. “Wait!”
No! No wait!
Her pink lips curl into a smile. “Finish undressing and let me look at you.”
Hell yeah! That’s what I’m talking about!
“You want to see some of this, baby?” I ask as I slide my hand down my defined abs.
She shakes her head, confusing me. “No, I want to see all of you. Strip for me, cowboy.” She lies back and turns on some music on her cell phone.
Who are we? Bud and Sissy from Urban Cowboy? Oh well, I’ll play along!
Kid Rock starts signing how he wants to be a cowboy baby and I have the idea she downloaded this song for just this occasion. I rock my hips to the music and slowly unbutton my jeans. The zipper I move up and down a few times, then leave it down.
Rachelle lies back and watches me with a nice smile on her pretty face. When I push my jeans down, her eyes go wide with the sight of what I plan to fill her with in just a bit. She sits up and when I pull the last remaining piece of clothing off me, she bites her bottom lip and I know she wants me.
Her panties I pull down as she looks into my eyes. “I missed this, Blake. I missed it all. How happy and charming you are. How sweet and sexy you are. I missed it all.” Her palms take my cheeks between them. “Make love to me, please.” She lies back and I look down at her.
Black hair and blues eyes look up at me and all I want is for this moment to last forever.
She wants me!
Rachelle
Heat fills me with the way Blake is starring into my eyes. It’s as if he’s looking into my soul. His mouth moves so slow to mine and when his lips touch mine I swear I have to hold myself back from a full blown orgasm.
My breath is already ragged, what the hell?
My body is shaking as he presses his body on top of mine. It’s as if he can’t wait any longer either. His hard cock presses into me and I cry out with the relief I experience. “Hard and fast,” I say.
A growl comes from deep inside him and I can feel it in his cock. The first stroke is dead on and I arch up. Beads of sweat form on my body and his body slicks with a light sheen as well.
My hands flow over his tightly muscled back, and it sends shivers down my spine. He looks at me as he makes hard and fast strokes like I asked him to. His blue, brown eyes are mostly brown with desire.
He stops moving and says, “Do it.”
I fall apart as he’s told me to, and it’s like I’ve died and went to Heaven. My insides quake and pulse and he growls again and pounds into me. Hard thrusts he makes. Loud grunts he makes as he hurries to keep my orgasm going for as long as he can.
All of a sudden I realize I am screaming, “Fuck me, fuck me, baby!”
His monster arms are on either side of me and I run my hands up them and nearly fall apart at how firm and big they are. Then I feel another one coming and I arch up and moan like a whore on a Saturday night.
Who am I?
This one must’ve been intense because Blake soon follows. His heat fills me and he moans like he never has before, “Fuck me, Rachelle.” He bites his lip as his body tenses and pulses inside me. “Baby, what have you done to me?”
What have I done to him? What has he done to me?
Blake
My body feels like it’s on fire. The way she feels is beyond anything I’ve ever felt before. I just came like a fire hydrant and I’m hard again already. Slow and deep strokes I make as I press my body to hers.
We’re totally sweaty, both of us have dripping wet hair and the smell is awesome. Like I never thought in my life I’d find body odor to be something that brings me joy, but our combined smell is making me giddy or something else. Maybe horny is the word I’m searching for.
I need her like I’ve never needed anything. “Did you like that, baby?” I ask like some seventies' porn star.
“Um,hm,’ she moans back at me with half closed eyelids. “More, baby.”
“Oh, you are going to get more. Do not worry about that.” I pull out and flip her over on her knees. Dragging her back to me, she presses her hot ass back, ready for me to take her again.
As I press my astonishingly erect dick into her equally astonishing wet dream scape I moan as it seems it missed it in there and only wants to be back home where little Blake belongs.
A deep sigh she makes, and she shocks the shit out of me as she licks her finger and presses it to her clit. I take over for her in that area as I see it as mine to please. “Let me get that for you, baby.”
I push into her and take my finger and rub it over her swollen as hell clit. We both just came like it was the end of the world and here we are ready to do that all over again.
Lord, it is good to be young!
Rachelle
A tiny ray of sunlight is peeking through the motel curtains and right into my eyes. Strong arms hold me and I think I’m okay with that. Blake and I made love all night long and somehow I feel like everything will be okay.
I turn in his arms and run my hand over his even better than before bicep. The man just keeps getting more built every time I see him. I cannot help myself as I gaze at his sweet, sleeping face.
He seems so peaceful but I have to do it. I place my lips gently on his. Though I want to kiss him for real, I pull my lips back. He stirs and his blue, brown eyes open and he smiles.
“Hey, girl,” he mumbles, sleepily.
“Hey,” I say and run my hand up and down his muscled arm. “It’s going to be time to leave soon. I thought you might want to play around before we have to go.”
With a slow blink, he says, “What you and I do is not playing around. Also, I plan to be with you for at least the next two nights.”
“Oh you do, do you?” I ask with a giggle. “I guess I can put up with you a couple more days, and nights.”
“That’s all I ask, baby.” He pulls me close and places his lips on mine.
A warmth eases into my body. A little lick he gives my lips and I’m opening them for him. The heat increases in my lower regions and I press against him.
His long length pulses and grows against me. Slowly his hands roam over my back and mine do the same to his, touching every corded and tight muscle as they go.
Moving me to my back, Blake presses his body to mine and pulls his mouth away to look at me. “I love you, Rachelle.”
“I love you too, Blake,” I say in a whisper.
The way his lips conform to mine or mine conform to his, I don’t know which, it makes me melt inside. He presses against me then pushes his erection into me. I groan with the sensation.
Sore from so much of this only hours before has me a little stiff. His hand runs over my hip and then he does the same with the other side. Massaging and rubbing as if he knew I was tight.
His strokes and the way he’s rubbing me has me loosening up in no time and I pull my knees up and wrap my legs around him, arching up to him as he makes each stroke.
My ass cheeks he cups in his hands and massages them as I lift my body off the bed to meet him. The deep ache inside me comes to life and I know only he can fix that.
As if sensing my need, he strokes harder and faster. His mouth leaves mine and goes to my neck where he bites and sucks, sending me to the outer limits. Nothing matters but us and this moment.
“Blake,” I say in a ragged breath. “God! Blake!”
“Come for me, baby.”
I buck up to him and finally the wave flows over me and I scream out, “Blake! God, Blake!”
The way my body is milking him makes him follow right behind me and he tenses and heat rushes into me. “Baby, oh, baby,” he moans against my neck.
Slowly the pulses die down until there are no more. Only I don’t want to let him go. I keep my legs wrapped around him and hold him tight to me. I never want to let him go, not ever.
I whisper to him, “Blake, don’t let me leave you ever again. Please. I’m a mess and I know I am, but if you do love me, you will help me. Please, help me, Blake.”
His words sound funny as they whisper against my ear, “I’ll help you, Rachelle. I promise.”
Blake raises his head and I see tears glimmering in his eyes. “I love you, Blake.”
“I love you, Rachelle. I promise I’ll help you. I’ll always be there for you, no matter what.” His hand runs over my forehead
and he pushes back my hair.
In most cases I’d be crying right now, but something inside me tells me I don’t need to. Something inside tells me I can give it all up, the crazy ideas that I might go crazy one day. I can lay my issues aside and love this man and let him love me.
“We are going to take this thing slow,” he says. “We’ll spend the next couple of days together then I will go back to Lubbock and take care of my business and you will go back to L.A. to go to school and do your intern work.”
“No pressure,” I say with a giggle.
“Well, there will be some, but it won’t be like before. I do want you to tell whoever the hell that was you went out on a date with that you have a very serious boyfriend who doesn’t mind coming out there to kick his ass if he keeps on asking you out.”
“How did you know about that?” I ask as I furrow my eyebrows.
“Our friends talk, baby. Don’t ever think they don’t. So let that English dude know I mean business. We may be taking this thing slow, but you are definitely mine. Okay?” He runs his finger along my jawline as he looks at me.
“Then you do the same. Let all those Lubbock hussies know that you belong to me.” I run my hand over his stubbly cheek.
“Will do,” he says then kisses me lightly. “Now just one more time then we need to get up and get ourselves cleaned up. I can’t wait to go to Peyton’s and ride some horses.”
I smile at him and have to wonder if I can really do this. Right now with him all up on me like this I feel as if I could do anything. But when he goes back to Lubbock and I go back to Los Angeles. I can’t be sure.
Blake gives me a strength I don’t have when I’m all alone. All I know is that for right now, I want this. I want this man and all that comes with him.
But do I have it in me to keep this up?
Part 8 Lucky Words
Rachelle
Darkness settled in a long time ago as I finished up my shift at the restaurant. Getting home, taking a long, hot bath and climbing into my bed is foremost on my mind.
Blake and I have settled into something nice. We talk on the phone and text some, but he’s giving me the space I need. He’s really taking things slow.
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