Chapter two
I heard the train whistle and it made my skin crawl, but also gave me a sense of excitement for the future. Evan sounded like a good man and he had a kind of money that he could afford to keep me in luxuries for the rest of my life. I wasn’t exactly sure what he wanted in return, except for companionship and possible family. I’m sure that he could have gotten that from anyone, so why did he have to go this way to find what he wanted. Maybe he was worried that people would not take him seriously and they would only be after his money. I could understand something like that.
I got up, picked up my two bags and got down onto the platform with the sticky heat now making my clothes snug to my frame. The black dress had now been replaced by a blue number that I had sewn with my own two hands. We couldn’t afford much, but whatever hand me downs I could find that the church was willing to give, I made them fit my considerable body. I was not big, but I did think that I could lose a few pounds. I liked that I could push my weight around and that I had this motherly quality that made most people think that I had already been blessed with children.
“Do I dream that you might be Nicole Fallon?” I turn to see this man with a black cowboy hat, vest to match and a bolo tie that really did look like he didn’t have a female around to hold his hand. “This vision of loveliness can’t be the one and only Nicole Fallon. Is this a mirage, or are you truly the one that is going to make my life complete?” He was handsome with a slight scruff and a pair of green eyes that almost felt like they could see right through me. His jeans were dirty, as if he had just come from cattle rustling.
“I take it that you’re Evan Johnson. It’s nice to finally meet you and your letters don’t really do you justice. You make me think that there are some good ones left out there. I was taught that anyone that was worth their salt was already married or involved. Why is it that a considerable man like yourself is alone?” I don’t think that there was any reason to beat around the bush and the fact that he was alone was a little bit of a warning sign.
“I’m really not much for socializing and the idea of going to a bar and drinking is not something that I would like to do. I find talking to women a little unnerving and I never know if they’re going to slap me across the face. I don’t like rejection and this way I get what I want and not have to worry about any of the ugliness. I don’t know if you understand what I’m trying to say, but I took from your letters that you were worldly and you knew how life worked.” Being the gentleman, he picked up my bags and carried them like they weighed nothing.
“I can appreciate your need for discretion, Evan. I understand that this is not exactly what most people do. This mail order bride situation is a bit more than most people can accept and I want you to know that I do not feel any ill will towards you for going this direction. You obviously have your reasons and we did make an agreement. I would like to go over some of the parameters and find out what exactly you are truly looking for.” I saw him stop a few feet away from a black stallion. Its eyes narrowed in on me I could feel that Evan was worried about something that was hanging in the air.
“I just want somebody to spend my life with. It gets lonely out on the ranch and I only come into town for provisions. My animals are nice, but it’s not even near the feeling of a body close to me. I’m not suggesting that we have anything sexual, but if things progress to that point, then the more the better. I’m going to go out on a limb and tell you that I find you attractive. Your smile makes me feel unworthy of being anywhere near you. You obviously have a high opinion of yourself and I could tell that you’re most likely self sufficient. The fact that you would even contemplate something like this must mean that you are doing it for your own reasons. I’m not going to pry, but if you need to get it off your chest, then I am more than happy to listen.”
He was being gallant, but I could still sense an underlying reason for him getting involved with somebody like me. He was obviously a church loving man and I could tell from the cross around his neck that we had that in common. “I think everybody wants somebody in their life. Being lonely is not something that we strive for. We think in our youth that it’s going to be easy, but sometimes it’s easier for some than others.” He lifted me onto the horse with ease and he climbed up behind me with his arms wrapped around to the reins. He was a man that I wanted to get to know better.
He slapped the horse and it began to trot through town with people staring at us with condemnation. He had obviously slipped to some of his friends that he was doing this and it had gotten back to the rest of the locals. Their eyes were judging me this way to Sunday and instead of shying away, I stared back with daggers to make sure that they knew that I wasn’t going anywhere.
The dust settled behind us and we were soon moving away from town and away from those that didn’t know a good thing when they saw it. “I do apologize for that, Nicole and sometimes I let my mouth run wild. I thought that I could trust a couple of my friends with my secret and it became painfully clear that they couldn’t keep their mouths shut to save their life. Believe me, they got a good working over and if you haven’t noticed, my knuckles are a little bruised and bloody from showing them how I felt.” I could see the makings of a black eye and he was going to need a piece of raw meat to bring down the swelling. I only knew this, because my father was a loud mouthed drunk.
“I’m glad that you were protecting my honor, but there wasn’t any reason. We hadn’t even met yet, but I do commend you on acting like a man. I’m not usually one to condone violence, but in this respect, I will make an exception.” Fighting was never the answer, but the brutality and the manliness in which he handled himself was to be admired. He was strong and confident and didn’t like people taking advantage of him or making him feel less than a man.
The horse was magnificent and it moved with a certain grace that made me feel like I was in the presence of an animal that really did deserve my respect. It had a warrior spirit and I felt like we were doing a disservice by sitting astride it. It was meant to run free and wild and not have to be domesticated for the purpose of those that needed it to help with the daily chores. I felt a little bad, but I wasn’t going to voice my concern over the safety of the animal.
The landscape was stunning and the fact that I was living out in the old west was almost enough to make me pinch myself to see if I was dreaming. There were only a few properties in between his and the town. We came to this long hill and then we came to the top and I saw a sprawling land with a huge house that looked like it had stood up to the test of time and weather.
“All of this is mine and I believe that you will be very comfortable here. We will have to talk about something, but that can wait, until you get settled in.” It was a little daunting for him to say something like that and let it linger there for me to wonder with trepidation. “I may have not been entirely on the level and there is something that is weighing heavily on my shoulders.” He was alluding to something, but I could make head or tails out of what he was trying to get at. I wanted some clarification, but he looked like he was going to do it on his own terms and time.
He jumped down from the horse, landing heavily on his 200 pound frame. He was muscular and there was no reason to believe that he had a beer gut. There was nothing that could be further from the truth. He was a specimen and underneath those clothes, I was sure that he was going to look like something that I could truly sink my teeth into. I couldn’t say that I wasn’t attracted and the very fact that my libido had just knocked on my door was a good indication that I wanted more than just a platonic relationship. Ripping off his clothes and having my way with him was presently on my mind and from the way that he was looking at me, I had this funny suspicion that he was thinking along the same lines.
“I’m glad that you are willing to tell me up front, but maybe you should have thought about that. before you got me all the way out here. I’m willing to listen, but I think that you’ll find that I can be pretty opinionated on certain issues. I don�
�t mind cooking and cleaning and even taking care of the animals. This is what I did for my father and I wouldn’t expect anything less from any man that I got involved with.” He looked at me with confusion and he kept shaking his head in disbelief, as he carried my luggage into the house.
The screen door slammed shut and I could tell that it was in disrepair and could probably use a feminine touch. The whole house had this manly feel that needed to be softened with a little female persuasion.
He carried the luggage upstairs and I was in the perfect position to see his ass and the way that those jeans hugged his body like a second skin. I wanted to squeeze those cheeks, make him jump out of his skin and then have him turn to me with his arms outstretched to carry me into the bedroom. I thought that that was being a little presumptuous and maybe a bit too aggressive for a woman to take the initiative.
“You’ll be staying in this room, until we can come to some arrangement. I don’t want you to feel that there’s any pressure. I think that you’ll see after what I have to say that something has to be done in a hurry.” Once again, he was saying something and nothing at the same time. The window sticks and you’re going to have to put a little elbow grease behind it.” I went to the window and I gave it a hard tug and I felt like a damn fool for even trying. I looked back to see that he was smiling like this was the biggest joke of his life. This frustrated me and I began to sweat bullets.
I grit my teeth and put my backbone against it, feeling it give and then sprawling backward, as the window came loose. I fell into his arms and his fingers were now lingering over my breasts. I would’ve thought that he would have stopped all of that, but he apparently liked what he felt and didn’t mind keeping contact.
“I’m very impressed.” I wasn’t sure if he was impressed by my body, or the fact that I was able to open the window. “Damn…you definitely got me at a loss of words. I can’t even think straight and I have this desire to kiss you.” I stood on my feet with him hovering over me by a couple of inches. I looked up into his eyes and felt his hand on my chin, before he leaned in and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips.” That was better than I thought it was going to be.” He turned on his heels and went back downstairs and I had a feeling that he wanted me to follow him.
Chapter three
“I want you to know that I’ve done some soul searching. I know that we’ve only met a few hours ago, but I feel that I can be honest with you. I have this need to be a father and I want you to be the mother of my child. I’ve always felt like I have a lot to offer to a son, but I would even be happy with a daughter. I don’t know how you feel about that and the very idea of getting intimate, so soon must be a little disconcerting.” I didn’t want to tell him that I’d already been fantasizing about him in various positions. I didn’t want him to know that I was hot for his touch and that I would’ve done anything to see what lurked underneath. The very image of his cock pressing up against his pants had now woken me to the possibility of something more profound than just doing the dishes.
“I certainly wasn’t expecting any of that, but I don’t see any reason why we can’t talk about it.” I could hear the catch in my voice and the fact that I was nervous had probably confirmed to him that I had designs on getting him naked. “I’m not going to deny that there is chemistry between us, Evan. I think that you would make an amazing father and I know that I would make a great mother. I don’t want to brag, but we have a pretty good gene pool and my cheekbones and your eyes would make the perfect addition to our little family.” I think that I was convincing myself that spreading my legs was a good thing. I wanted a little bit more romance and fanfare, but I wasn’t sure that it was necessary.
“I don’t even know where to begin. It’s not every day that I find myself in the company of a beautiful stranger like you. I don’t even consider you a stranger anymore. I think I know you better than my own family and believe me that is not a subject that you want to go poking at.” I knew that there was something there, but I couldn’t put my finger on it and the fact that he was avoiding that subject made me a little hesitant. “This is all new to me and I feel like I don’t even know what to do with my own hands.” Taking a deep breath, I got up from the white chair and I found myself straddling him. My dress had rose up to where he could probably feel my panties rubbing up against his quite rampant state.
“They say that a woman’s work is never done and I suppose in this regard it’s true. If we’re going to do anything about this attraction and make a baby, then somebody is going to have to take the initiative. I would’ve thought that you would be ready to do that, but maybe you need somebody to take the bull by the horns.” As I was talking, I was undoing his shirt and opening it up for my inspection. The coarse hair on his chest made me wound my fingers around it and pull it with him grunting his reply.
With his mouth open, I gave him my tongue and we made out like long lost loves that had been separated for a long time. He was not a sloppy kisser and I felt like he knew how to play my body for his own pleasure and amusement. His hands were around my waist, his thumbs pressed nicely against my spine and making me purr like a kitten.
“That was damn nice and I’m not even sure if that is the right kind of adjective to describe how I’m feeling, Nicole. You’re more than I could ever expect, but I don’t think that I’m going to be doing anything in the kitchen. I would think that you would want something that is more comfortable. I have a big bed upstairs that is calling our names.” At that moment, I was comfortable where I was and I rained kisses on his neck and down his chest. I slithered to the floor in a subservient role with my face pressed up against his crotch and the heat of his member now trying to escape.
I extracted him from those pants, seeing the pillar of strength and knowing that he was all man. My eyes were wide and I wondered if I was going to be able to handle something with that girth. This was not my first time with a man, but he was bigger than those that I’ve had in the past. I’ve never been concerned about size, but something about him made me salivate at the chance to feel it inside of any hole that I had to offer.
He was definitely letting it all hang out and the noise that he made when I touched him with the tip of my tongue was enough to make me go after more. His balls were already rising tightly against his body. That was a sure sign that I was on the right track. He really did make me feel like a woman and it was my prerogative to decide on my own fate and not let others dictate the terms.
I was feeling the attraction and I want to be free, but father had put me into an untenable situation. I was making the most of it, but it was a good thing that I found him desirable. That would make a lot of difference in the long run. The best thing about being a woman was that I could tell him what to do and he would be more than happy to comply. Most women didn’t know the kind of power that they held in their hand. They usually allowed them and to push them around. I was not like that and I guess I was beyond my time.
“I thought… I thought… I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking.” He was all over the place. I knew that he was trying to tell me something, but for now his body was mine to play with, as I saw fit. I licked him up and down and the response I got was drizzling of hot sauce that easily found the lapping of my tongue. I enjoyed the feel of his cock and the heat that it exuded, not to mention the sticky substance that made it all that more worthwhile.
“I don’t know what it is about you, Evan. I can’t get enough and every time that I think that I’ve got my fill, I seem to become almost addicted to your taste.” I proved that by surrounding his knob in the heat of my mouth, consuming him and letting him linger on my tongue, before tapping on the back of my mouth. I let him into my throat and he felt the sensation of that tightness squeezing down on him. There was nothing that he could do. He tried to put his hands on my head, but I shook my head to indicate that he should keep them to himself.
“Whatever you want is what you’ll get.” That was music to my ears and keeping a man in his place was
not an easy thing to do. Sex was the ultimate weapon and women could use it at their discretion. I had watched a certain neighbor and I learned from the way that she treated her husband that a man needs a firm hand to keep him from meandering.
I slapped his thighs to punish him for trying to hold my head steady. I was not some dumping station for his seed, unless of course I decided that was going to be the case. He jumped out of his skin when I made contact with my bare hands to his bare thighs. His pants were now around his ankles. I don’t think that he even realized that I had done that; until he looked down to see that he was naked from the waist down.
Any time that he got close to doing that again, I would dig my fingernails into his thigh to prove to him that I was the one that was in charge. Having a cock in my mouth gave me power over his body and if he thought otherwise, then he was fooling himself. I’d always wanted to use my considerable feminine charms, but I’d yet to find a man that was worthy. Evan may have been the man that I was looking for, but I still felt like he was holding something back.
I watched for his reaction, as I bobbed up and down in his lap. I made sure to put in a lot of effort. When I felt that knob swelling and the vein throbbing, I knew that it was just right there on the edge. I could take him all the way over, but I needed something in return. Asking him anything at this point would make him powerless to resist.
I held him at the base, his purple knob now threatening to release, but nothing was happening. I squeezed tightly and I let him simmer on a slow boil. “I want to know what you were going to say before. There’s a reason why you wanted to get together with me and I think it’s time that you let the cat out of the bag.” I had him where I wanted him and if he wanted any kind of relief, then he was going to have to open up his mouth.
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