Wicked Bad Boys

by Bella Love-Wins

  The upside of their absence was that it left Tara and Kevin time to themselves. Tara grabbed some clothes from her house and brought them to his place, so they could have more alone time. They had the same work schedule for their last week, so they drove in to work together. During their off times, they were able to get more studying in. He even began to feel like they were a real couple, doing almost everything together and enjoying their time together more and more. Best of all, they had not heard a thing from Jake.

  On their final day at work, they were both in the barn working as everyone else toiled inside or with other animals. Kevin caught himself staring at Tara as she worked in her stall. She busied herself raking and appeared lost in thought. He grabbed his rake and went over to where she worked. She didn’t pay any attention to his arrival, until he grabbed a pile of hay on his rake it tossed it at her. She slowly turned around.

  “What are you doing?” she asked, playfully pushing the hay back toward him.

  “I thought you could use a little reprieve.” He laughed, raking up another pile of hay and tossing it at her.

  “Oh…you are in deep trouble, Mister,” she said, grabbing a handful of hay and tossing it over his head.

  He chuckled, dropping his rake and grabbing up a handful of hay. He tossed it at her and they proceeded to see who could look the messiest, laughing and pelting at one another, until he grabbed her into his arms. She giggled, moving closer to him. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and they held the moment.

  “It’s good to hear you laugh again,” he said.

  His hands hung on her hips and he slowly inched them up her shirt.

  “It’s good to hear you sounding happy, too,” she agreed. She reached up and pulled a piece of hay from his hair, throwing it to the ground.

  He moved in closer, pulling her into a kiss. They lost themselves as the kiss grew deeper, almost forgetting they were still at work until they heard the clearing of a throat. He pulled back from her, immediately dropping his hands and looking up to find their boss standing in the doorway.

  “Uh, hi Marge,” Kevin grabbed the rake and stepped away from Tara.

  “Hi, you two. I was just checking to see how things were going.” She looked back and forth between the two of them. There seemed to be more curiosity in her gaze than anger or surprise. “Do either of you need a new assignment?” She raised an eyebrow as she waited for their reply.

  “No, thanks,” he quickly blurted out. “We’re getting back to work.”

  He returned to his stall and attempted to take his mind off Marge, who still stood at the doorway.

  “Okay,” she replied, seeming unconvinced as she left the barn.

  After she was gone, Kevin looked up to see Tara’s face was bright red. “How embarrassing,” she said, with a laugh.

  He snickered, moving back to her stall. “She nearly got an eyeful,” he replied, putting his hand back up her shirt and rubbing her back. “Now, where were we?” He kissed her neck.

  “Kev,” she whispered, sounding frustrated. “We’re going to get into trouble.”

  “What are they going to do? Fire us? This is our last day.” He continued to kiss her neck, until she finally relaxed against him. She turned around and their lips met. “I need you so badly right now,” he mumbled.

  She parted from the kiss and reached for his hand. “I’ve got an idea,” she whispered. She led the way to the stairs to the hayloft. He couldn’t believe what they were going to do. And he couldn’t believe it was Tara’s idea.

  They reached the hayloft, hidden from sight of anyone who would enter the barn. For a few minutes it would be their secret place, and he’d cherish it.

  * * *

  “We’ll have to make it quick,” Tara muttered as she leaned up against the tall stack of hay. The straw pieces pierced her back and made her itch, but she quickly forgot about it when Kevin planted a long kiss on her lips. His hands pressed into her back, securing her body against his.

  Chapter 5

  “God, I love you so much,” Tara whispered against his lips, feeling his erection already poking at her leg. He tugged at the button of her pants and pulled them down with her panties until they dropped to her ankles, and she stepped out of them.

  “Turn around,” Kevin ordered, coaxing her to face the hay.

  He spread her legs apart and bent her forward.

  “Oh God…” she whimpered, pushing back as she felt his hardness pressed up between her legs. He lifted the hair from her back and trailed kisses down the back of her neck, slowly wandering down to her shoulder blade. Just before he entered her soaking wet channel, he bit her earlobe gently, sending a wave of heat throughout her craving body.

  Kevin gripped her hips hard and launched his wild attack on her pussy. All Tara could do to not attract any unwanted attention from staff was to clamp one hand over her mouth to cover her moans. If she could have her way, she’d be screaming at the top of her lungs as he meted out powerful thrusts that could rock her into next week. Her clit throbbed, aching to be touched, so she tugged one of his hands from her hips and guided it to do what it did best. It was exactly what they both needed to unlock their desire and send them beyond the point of no return.

  “Oh. God.” He whimpered against her ear as he impaled his release into her.

  Tara tossed her head back, squealing into the hand that muted her cries of pleasure. She sighed, breathlessly panting when she slumped forward into the haystack, barely able to move. Kevin leaned forward into her back, and she could feel his heart pounding hard. His lips touched her neck, and she swore she could collapse there and then.

  If she had it her way, she would stay there for the rest of their shift, but someone could walk in at any moment.

  “Kevin…” she mumbled.

  “Hmm.” He stood and turned her to face him, leaving nothing to chance as he moved his tongue in to claim her mouth.

  “Kevin,” she groaned, pushing him away, albeit with hesitation. “I told you we had to make it quick. Marge could walk back in and we’d be caught.”

  “You’re killing me.”

  She snickered. “Better me than Marge,” she teased. “Besides, we can get together tonight and pick up where we left off.” She picked up her pants and underwear, and shook the straw off before putting them back on.

  Kevin was in the same spot, with his pants around his ankles, when she looked back at him.

  “Are you going to stay there all day?”

  He grinned. “I’m considering it.”

  “I’m not finishing your”

  “Tara? Are you in here?” She heard her name being called by Nathanial, one of the long-time employees of the zoo.

  “Shhh,” she whispered, placing a finger to her lips. She crouched down to remain unseen.

  “Tara?” She heard him call, again.

  She shot Kevin a glance and stood to her feet. “I’m up here!”

  Nathanial looked toward the hayloft. “What are you doing up there? Hiding?” His booming laughter echoed around the stall.

  “No,” she called back. “I wanted to straighten up here one last time. It was a mess.”

  “Oh. Where’s Kevin?”

  “Um, I don’t know.”

  “That’s weird,” he mumbled. “Marge said he was in here with you.”

  She attempted to do her best to cover up how much she was blushing as she came down the stairs.

  “Maybe I misunderstood. Anyway, Marge would like to speak with both of you before you leave today.”

  She dropped her hand from her face.

  “Do you know why?” She hoped her voice didn’t come out shaky.

  “I haven’t got a clue, but when you find your boyfriend, tell him for me, okay? Oh, and Tara…”

  “Yes?” she asked. She still wondered what Marge wanted to discuss with them.

  “You have some hay in your hair,” he said, grinning as he walked away.

  She shook her head, reaching up and grabbing what she could fe
el. She looked up at Kevin and saw he could barely control his laughter.

  “This isn’t funny,” she said.

  “Well…it’s a little bit funny.”

  She rolled her eyes. “Put your pants back on. You heard him. We’re wanted in the office. Let’s get it over with.”

  * * *

  Kevin and Tara sat outside Marge’s office, waiting for her to get off the phone.

  “What do you think she wants?” Tara asked.

  He turned to her. “I don’t know, but don’t let her see you’re nervous. It could be nothing.”

  “Right. Or, it could be she wants to reprimand us for making out in the barn while working. She might want to dock our pay.”

  He didn’t want to point out they should be glad she only saw them kissing. “Tara, does it really make much difference? Today’s our last day.”

  “Oh, that’s right.” She looked at him and they both laughed. “I guess I’m freaking out she’s going to yell at us for being inappropriate at work.”

  “If she does, just nod and say you understand and it’ll be over before you know it.” He leaned in and kissed her, not noticing as the door to the office opened.

  “I really seem to have bad timing with you two.”

  The kiss broke off and he noticed the redness in Tara’s cheek. He turned to see Marge standing in her doorway. She just smiled as they both stood up.

  “We clocked out,” Kevin said. “So, that one wasn’t on shift.”

  “Oh, I’m not worried about that. Please, come in…both of you.”

  Kevin took Tara’s hand and followed Marge into her office. They each took a seat and Marge sat down in her oversized brown leather chair.

  “I just wanted to talk to you both before you left, because I don’t know when I’ll ever get the chance again. How did you like working here?”

  Kevin hadn’t expected that. He glanced at Tara and noticed she, also, appeared to ponder the question.

  “I can’t speak for Tara, but I really enjoyed it,” he answered.

  “I enjoyed it, as well,” Tara agreed. “I actually liked it more than I thought I would.”

  Marge seemed pleased with the response. “That’s great news. The reason I asked is I was hoping you’d both consider coming back here next summer.”

  Kevin was relieved, but knew they couldn’t accept it as they would soon head to Montana.

  “I appreciate the offer…” He paused, turning to Tara. She seemed just as shocked as he was. “But the thing is, after I graduate we’ll be going to Montana.”

  She nodded. “I’m aware you’ll be going to Montana come fall, but you could still work here during the summer.”

  It was an option he hadn’t considered.

  “I think it’s a nice offer,” Tara said. “Can we think on it?”

  “Of course. You can let me know whenever you decide. The offer will always be open.”

  They stood, and each shook Marge’s hand. It was nice to know they wouldn’t have to worry when summer came around. If they wanted to come back home to work, they’d have an option. “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome. You both have a great holiday and I look forward to hearing from you.” She walked to her door and held it open for them. “Goodbye!”

  “Bye, Marge,” Tara and Kevin replied in unison. They headed to the hangers and grabbed their coats. When they got outside, Tara turned to him.

  “That went so much better than I thought it would,” she said.

  “Let’s get out of here,” he whispered.

  He wanted to get home and use the little time they had to be alone. His parents would be home the following night, and then there’d be fewer places to have their alone time.

  * * *

  “You seem quiet,” Tara said. So far, during their drive back to his house, he’d barely said a word.

  “I’m on a mission and don’t want it disrupted.” He winked at her and then turned back to the road.

  She reached across his lap and felt his hard erection, itching to break free from its binding. “What kind of mission?” she asked.

  He groaned as she rubbed her hand lightly over his bulging manhood. “Do I really need to answer that?”

  She continued to massage him.

  “Would you want to take Marge up on her offer?” she asked.

  “Um…” he mumbled.

  She glanced up at him and stroked him a tad harder.

  “Oh God…”

  She had him right where she wanted him.

  “Was that a yes?” she teased.

  He shook his head. A sharp breath escaped his lips.

  “You’d better stop stroking my cock or things are bound to get a little messy,” he said, grinning between clenched teeth.

  She smiled, slowly pulling her hand away. “So, would you?

  “I suppose if you really want to come back here for the summer and work…we could. We’d have to look at all the options, but you know in the end I’ll do whatever you want to.”

  She nodded, looking out the window. “I guess we’ll see how things go.” When the time grew nearer, she’d make up her mind.

  He pulled into the driveway, and they could barely make it to the house quickly enough. It was their last night alone and they needed to get as much out of it as they could. She didn’t feel they’d be able to make it upstairs. Her heart was beating out of her chest. She was anxious to feel his pulsating erection deep inside her.

  He threw open the door, and she was right. Clothes fell to the ground from the front door to the living room couch, and in no time she flopped down onto the couch with his body on top of hers. She could never get used to his kisses. They sent her body spiraling with desire every time. His lips left hers to travel down her neck, shoulder, chest, and stomach, and she shimmied up the couch in pure pleasure, finally resting her head against the armrest.

  He pressed his mouth on her wet mound and flicked his tongue over her throbbing clit. Tara tilted her hips up, and closed her eyes to accept his tongue’s magic touch. It evicted her mind from her body, and sent her erotic need to the moon and back.

  “Yes, Kevin,” she groaned. She grasped his soft, brown hair between her fingers and begged for more. Soon, she felt him slide two fingers into her channel, probing with zeal to hit her special spot.

  “Faster,” she whimpered, igniting the force she craved. He moved in quicker and smoother, until a wicked orgasm shot through her body.

  “Oh God!” she cried.

  She was breathless from all her spent energy.

  She saw Kevin pull himself up, looking into her eyes with such love and raw need, all she wanted to do was return the favor.

  “It’s…it’s my turn,” she stammered out.

  “No,” he told her. “I need to be inside you, Tara, but let’s try it over there.”

  He stood up and took her hand to guide her to the wall. He turned her to face him with her back against the wall. All she could think about was how good he would feel inside her. Her chest rose and fell in breathless anticipation of what he was about to do to her.

  “Ooh, this looks interesting,” Tara whispered.

  “I think you may have a different word for it when we’re done,” he teased.

  He lifted her up and rested her shoulder against the wall, supporting her by wrapping her legs around his waist. He kissed one nipple lightly and grasped her ass cheeks tight, spreading her opening and positioning himself. In one swift thrust, he was inside. Tara shrieked with pain and pleasure from the force of his entry.

  “Oh. God.”

  She could barely speak, the way Kevin used the wall for leverage and pushed into her, almost lifting her with every move. Her hips rocked back and forth on his massive erection, positioning it in an attempt to find her own pleasure deep inside. With every shove, his onslaught intensified, drilling deeper into her channel, and slamming so hard against her clit she could have screamed.

  As she felt her climax approaching, there was a knock a
t the door. It was strong and forceful. Kevin stopped and they both looked toward the entrance.

  “Let’s not answer it. They’ll leave,” he said, lowering his lips to her neck for a taste.

  Whoever it was at the door, they didn’t go away, because they knocked again, this time even more forcefully. She groaned, not wanting to tear herself away. Kevin seemed unfazed and they remained in their hold. The third time they heard the knock, it was accompanied by a voice.

  “Police…open up!”

  Tara was shocked as the words registered. The police were at Kevin’s front door, and it was time to face the music.

  Chapter 6

  It was a disruption Kevin had not expected so soon. He stood at the door and turned around to make sure Tara was dressed. He shot her an apologetic look, but she seemed to put on a brave face. Officers Grayson and Jessup stood at the door as he opened it. Doing his best to remain calm, he leaned against the frame and smiled. “How may I help you, Officers?”

  “Mr. Crawford,” Officer Grayson started, “We’re going to need to take a look around.”

  He stepped into the threshold to walk in, but Kevin stood his ground.

  “Is there something I can help you with?”

  Officer Grayson looked him in the eye.

  “In case you didn’t realize, that wasn’t a question. We’ll check things out and let you know whether we find anything.” Officer Grayson glanced at Officer Jessup and nodded, proceeding to step through the doorway, past Kevin.

  “Excuse me, but you can’t just barge in here like this,” Kevin argued.

  “Actually, we can,” Officer Jessup informed him. She held up a piece of paper and Kevin stared at it. “Here’s the search warrant, young man. There’s a dangerous predator out on the loose, and we’re going to find him, so you’d best let us get to it.”