by Moore, Fancy
CHAPTER FIVE
Bobby was wide awake, looking at his watch. He’d slept an hour and needed, wanted more of her. Slowly he moved her over snuggled against her back, his hand between her legs and held her. His finger rubbed her clit then entered her.
“Oh,” she jerked against him.
“Just a little bit more,” he whispered.
“Yes,” she moaned moving against his hand.
He sat up leaned against the head board.
“Sit between my legs facing me,” he said placing her legs over his shoulders then pulling her closer.
“Just a little bit more, then I’ll let you sleep,” he said. He couldn’t get enough of her.
“I like you,” she whispered. “I like the way you woke me up.” He was different, something had changed. When she snuck a look at him his face seemed softer, and his eyes weren’t so hard.
Both hands covered her small breasts kneaded them slowly. He pinched her nipples gently, then harder, watching her eyes. She arched into him, her eyes finally meeting his. He knew then he was falling, and might not be able to let her go.
“Can’t get enough of you Casey. When you come so easy I just need more and of you.”
He knew she was close.
He let go of one nipple, his hand going between her legs, his fingers slowly pushing in then slowly pulling out.
She moved closer to him, her hand wrapped around his cock.
“Don’t come Casey,” he growled. “Put my cock in you first.”
She rubbed him against her entrance then moved closer pushing him in further. He was so big and hard.
“Casey,” he whispered pulling her in tight against his chest, holding her.
He shifted her on her back, pushing in to her. He started slowly moving, then faster, slamming in and out. She felt his anger, his rage and held him tighter, wrapping her legs around him. He lost everything and came hard.
“Casey,” he groaned.
“You’re mad,” she whispered. “I’ll go now.”
“No,” he said his fingers wrapping around her wrist. “I not mad at you. Shit, I don’t know what I feel but I didn’t want to be rough with you, and I was.”
Snuggling into him, her hand whispered over his cheek. “Sometimes rough is okay,” she said.
Damn, she was sweet.
“I think I died and went to heaven,” he whispered, holding her close, feeling her hand brushing over his shoulders down to his chest leaving a trail of heat.
“Rest,” he said holding her close, pulling the covers up over them. She came so dam easy for him and he loved it. He knew he’d touched her where no one else ever had but he needed her to want more.
Bobby woke with a start, his cock hard and hurting. She was wrapped around him, holding him. No one had held him for a long time. When she saw he was awake, watching her, she moved back, away from him, leaving him feeling cold and lost.
“Shower,” she said, climbing out of bed.
“Not yet,” he growled, reaching for her. She danced away laughing at him.
“You’re being a bad girl,” he laughed. “I might have to punish you.”
“Promises, promises,” she smirked. He jumped up, his arms wrapping around her holding her tight. He fell back on to the bed laughing and holding her even tighter.
“When we’re done with my promises you can take a shower. Maybe I’ll join you and punish you more.”
He wrapped his arms around her kissed her hard, his tongue pushing into her mouth then softly stroking, his hard cock rubbing against her leg.
“You’re gonna scream for mercy before I let you out of this bed,” he said. He held her close, his hand between her legs. She pushed against his hand as his thumb brushed over her clit, moving with him.
“Just a little bit more,” he whispered against her ear. His fingers wet with her juices he rubbed her other entrance, slowly pushing in. He moved in and out slowly then pushed in deep, feeling her shudder. He pushed another finger in. She tried to struggle.
“Just a little bit more, Casey. Relax and it’ll start to feel good.” When she relaxed he pushed in further. His other hand was between her legs, teasing rubbing stroking, in and almost out.
“Punishment now,” he said, sucking, nipping her nipple. She pushed into his hand. He bit her nipple and she yelped, shuddered then came so hard against him he thought he might of hurt her.
“I didn’t want to hurt you” he said. “I’m sorry Casey.”
“Didn’t hurt,” she gasped. “Never felt or needed anything like that before. Oh, god,” she whispered, tears in her eyes. She clung to him as he slowly stroked his hand over her hair, down her back, kissing her gently.
He cradled her in his arms then picked her up carrying her into the bathroom and ran warm water into the tub. Climbing in behind her, his legs on either side he held her against his chest. He was falling for her, this sweet little barrel racer who wasn’t what he’d thought.
“Okay?” he asked.
“Yes,” she sighed. “If that was punishment I don’t think I could stand a reward.” His warm hands, his strong arms let her feel safe, wanted for the first time in her life.
He laughed. “I told you every time you come I just want more of you.”
“I can’t help it. It just happens. I’ve never done that before.”
“Ah, Casey, I love it when you come so easy for me.”
He soaped his hands then slowly moved over her shoulders then down between her legs. Picking up the wash cloth he squeezed, the water truckling over her. Leaning back he held her, his arms around her. She wasn’t any where close to what he had thought. She was a gift, his to love, to give and receive pleasure. He’d take it slow, show her his wants and needs and at the same time learn hers.
“Bed,” he said lifting her out of the tub. He dried her, then himself. Cuddling her close he carried her to bed.
She snuggled against him, wanting the warmth of his body. He was gentle now, not trying to scare her any more, showing her new things she was starting to find pleasure in. She ran her hand slowly over his chest, feeling his muscles ripple. She wasn’t sorry. She wanted all him. She’d never felt really safe before but with his arms around her she did.
“Open for me Casey,” he said, leaning in over her kissing her. “You’re going to cripple my cock and kill me before the night’s done. Will you come for me one more time?”
“Can’t,” she whispered.
He teased one nipple with his tongue. “Roll on your tummy,” he said. He arm under her he lifted her a bit, pushed one finger in then two moving in and out. She didn’t stiffen or try to get away this time. He used his other hand, rubbing his thumb over her clit.
She slammed back into him.
“Ah Casey,” he whispered
“Why do I want more all the time?” she moaned.
“You like it just like I do. Soon you’ll want even more, need more then I’ll help you. It’ll be okay.”
He wrapped his arms around and pulled her close. “Not right away Casey, when you’re ready okay?”
It had been a long time since he’d felt like he could trust again. He knew it wasn’t just the sex. She trusted him. Hell, maybe she could even learn to love him a little bit. He’d never spent so much time, been so gentle or patient with any woman. He’d always taken what he wanted then left. Somehow she was different, felt different. He wanted more of her every time he touched her.
“Casey will you ride me like you do your horse? Would you do that for me?”
“Yes,” she smiled, knowing she would do whatever he wanted. He’d hurt her a bit, but he’d been right. She liked what he’d done and wanted more.
He lay on his back stretched out, his hands behind his head. She looked at him, all of him, seeing the beauty in his body, the warmth in his eyes. She ran her finger over him, his cock twitching.
Cupping his balls she said, “I’m going to explore all of you.”
One finger rubbing the tip of his hard ri
gid cock, he jerked.
“Do I get turn?” he asked.
“No. You had your turn,” she answered, dragging her tongue across his nipple, down his rock hard tummy. He was beautiful, his eyes soft and warm now. She wanted him, needed him to want her. She was desperate with a need to please him, for him to feel what she did when he touched her.
Her tongue tickled over his cock, her hair dragging, teasing over his chest. She took him in her mouth sucked once then stopped.
“Fuck,” he said. “Casey you can’t just do that and then stop”
“Sure I can,” she said giggling.
“Shit,” he groaned his cock twitching, pre cum seeping. Her hands were driving him crazy, his skin felt almost to tight and his heart beat too fast.
Her thumb and forefinger ringed his hard hot shaft, then tightened. Her lips around him, her tongue swirled lightly over him. She sucked. Her head bobbed up and down, almost taking all of him. She blew a soft whisper over the tip. He tasted hot and sweet and she wanted more.
Enough,” he growled.
She licked the length of him, then gently sucked, her hand slowly squeezing, moving up and down. Again she suckled, her mouth hot, her tongue swirling, her hair tickling and teasing every time she moved. He tangled his hand in the soft thickness, pulling.
“Stop, Casey,” he whispered.
She lifted her head, moved up, covering his body with hers, sucked one nipple brushing the other one.
“Come closer,” he groaned. “Need to taste you too.”
Brushing her nipples over his lips, she moved back. Kneeling over him she grasped him rubbing his cock against her entrance.
“Come here,” he said.
“No,” she said, with a little smile. “You’re really big and hard.”
“Wet,” he said. “You need to be wet.” His fingers entered her, flicking that little nub. He leaned in. “I love these little nipples,” he smiled sucking then biting.
“You promised,” she said her hand against his chest pushing him back down.
“Casey, I’m gonna lose it,” he groaned.
She knelt over him, held his cock to her entrance and slowly started lowering herself.
“Help me,” she whimpered.
He did, his hands gripping her hips, holding her still, pushing up into the burning heat of her. He was flying, pushing deeper, watching her. “You are so beautiful,” he said knowing she’d never done this before either.
She moved up and down then slowly rolled her hips, like she was riding.
He was burning, the flames kissing, licking hot and getting even hotter.
Reaching back she tickled her fingers over his balls, then squeezed.
Bobby grasped her hips, holding her still, pushing up into her, coming hard.
“Fuck,” he said, pulling her down to his chest holding her tight to him. He rolled them to his side kissing her.
“I’ve never felt like that before. Fuck, I’ve never come that hard, that fast.”
“Good,” she giggled. “Now you know how I feel when you touch me.”
Bobby pulled the blanket up over them, brushed the hair off her face and held her close, then pulled her even closer. “I love her,” he thought, knowing he could never say it out loud.
CHAPTER SIX
The sun was bright, beating in the window when Bobby heard the tap on the door. He pulled his jeans on, opened it to see Dale standing there a grin on his face.”So was it as good for you as was for me?” he asked.
“I’m good.” Bobby said.
“Jody and I are going to water and feed then pick up breakfast. What do you want?”
“Two coffees large and a few breakfast sandwiches. I need a box of condoms too.”
“So think she’d be interested in all of us getting together for some fun and games?”
“No, maybe next time,” Bobby said, his mind screaming no sharing.
“Jody said you wouldn’t be getting what you need from her so how about a trade,” he asked.
“Nope,” Bobby said, wanting to smash his face in.
“See you in a couple of hours then,” Dale said walking back to his room.
He pushed his jeans off, crawled back into bed wrapping his body around her, holding her close.
She turned in to him, her leg going over his hip. She was wide open to him. “Casey,” he whispered kissing the tip of her nose. She sighed snuggling deeper against him.
“I should leave,”she whispered.”I need to feed and water.”
“Not going to happen any time soon,” he smiled holding her tighter. “Jody and Dale are doing it, then bringing breakfast back,” he chuckled. “You’re staying.”
Pulling away from him she sat up. “Bobby, I’m not like Jody. I won’t do the things she’s told me about. I won’t party or trade partners. I know I chased you. I should have told you up front. I’ll leave now then you can do what ever you want.”
He was laughing. “It took me five minutes from the time I had you this room to figure out you weren’t even close to what you showed me. You heard Dale and I earlier. You didn’t see his face when I told him no. I want you Casey. I won’t share you with Dale or anyone else.”
“Really,” she said.
“Yes, really,” he said kissing her. “ I felt like punching him in the mouth. Instead I just said no maybe next time.”
“I won’t do that ever.”
“Casey I’m trying to tell you that you’re the only one I want.”
“Oh,” she said, a little smile starting.
They both heard the footsteps and laughing then a knock at the door.
“Coming in,” Jody yelled the key in the lock.
Bobby handed a blanket to her. “Wait in the washroom and don’t come out until I tell you okay.” He didn’t want anyone seeing her without clothes, specially Dale.
She took the blanket hurrying to the bathroom.
Bobby had just pulled his jeans on when the door opened.
“You don’t have to dress for me,” Jody snickered watching him pull his zipper up. “Where’s Casey?”
“In the bathroom.”
“So why don’t you come to our room?” she smiled.
“No thanks,” Bobby said taking the coffees and bags from her hand.
“Casey’s not into having any real fun. She about as close to a virgin as the real thing. You should find a different woman or better yet just you come over for a while. I can give you what you really need then you can come back.”
Dale draped his arm over her shoulder. “Let’s go,” he said
Shit, he shook his head. Never turned anything like that down before. Don’t even feel bad about it. He’d been right about Casey but then he had known anyway. He smiled thinking about what he’d teach her, what he would be doing to her and with her. She was his and there would be no sharing.
He opened the bathroom door, “They’re gone. Feel like eating?”
“Thanks,” she whispered. “I should go and do a few practice runs. I’ll come back in a few hours.”
“No,” he smiled handing her a coffee.”You think if you leave I’ll join them. It doesn’t interest me any more Casey. I told you I only wanted you.”
She took a bite of the sandwich, sipped her coffee then asked, “What time is it?”
Looking at his watch Bobby said, “One o’clock We have to be out of the barns by four o’clock so we have lots time.”
“I think I should leave.”
“No. Please Casey, stay with me.”
They ate in silence. Casey picked up the garbage dropping it in the pail by the door.
Bobby took his jeans off, took her blanket and dropped it on the floor.
“Come here,” he said. Picking her up he sat on the bed his back against the headboard, Casey between his legs. She leaned against his chest, his arms around her.
“Tell me about you?” he asked, his lips brushing over her shoulder.
“What do you want to know?”
“Wh
ere you work. Where you live. What you do. Things like that for starters.”
“I live in Dallas, and I teach at a private school. I have a small house on the edge of town.”
“Do you live alone? What about your family?”
“ I’ve lived alone since I was eighteen.”
“Do you do the circuit every year?”
“Last year was the first time. I joined it late because of school.”
“You’ve won every go round. I’ve watched you every night.You’re good Casey. I like it when you swing your leg over and jump off. Then you turn around and give me that sweet little smile,” he said holding her tighter, kissing the top of her head.
“I chased you all last year Bobby, but you never noticed me.”
“I looked for you every night at the bar after the first time I saw you,” he said holding her tighter.
“Don’t do the bar thing. I stay in our room at night.”
“Do you have a boyfriend at home?”
“No boyfriend for a long time, since before I started teaching,” she said.” Gracie was all she had, and Joey.
His arms tightened around her. He wanted to look after her, take care of her, then neither of them would be alone. He brushed his lips over her shoulder.
“What about you?” she asked, knowing someone had hurt him. She could see it in his eyes when she had watched him.
“Haven’t had a steady girlfriend for years,” he said. “ My brother and I worked our asses off trying to get ahead. We have a cow calf operation and hay barns. I breed and train a few quarter horses for cutting.”
“Do you do the same circuit every year?”
This is my last year. I rodeo in the summer for three months. Jake, my brother and his wife go on a long holiday in the winter. Works out good for us.”
She hadn’t asked where he lived and he didn’t tell her, but it was close enough that he could visit. Their ranch was just outside of Woodson, about three hours from Dallas.
“Who hurt you Bobby,” she whispered.
“Happened years ago. Not a big deal.”
“Do you trust me enough to tell me?”
Hesitating, he knew he trusted her, but he’d never told any one, not Dale and not even his brother.
