by Avery Gale, Jess Buffett, Willow Brooke, Lynn Ray Lewis, Gracie Meadows
Right before she hit the ground Brett grabbed her yet again and pulled her close to him. She automatically wrapped her arms around him holding on, but suddenly she was looking up at him and lost as he looked down at her. His proximity, the feel of his chest to hers made her nipples pucker with excitement and strained against her abrasive cotton bra. His scent started to make her breathing increase from the smell of soap, sweat, and a hint of him filled her senses. Before she knew what was happening she pulled herself closer to him bringing her lips to his.
He froze, and her brain registered what she just did. Shit, she kissed him, and he probably didn’t think of her that way. She pulled herself away, but the second she started he gripped her tighter and deepened the kiss, running his tongue along the seam of her lips. She welcomed him and opened her mouth to great him in waiting. He didn’t hesitate as he slanted his mouth over hers, releasing her slightly, only to have him reach up and hold her head keeping her in place. She was lost in this man, this man she knew nothing about, but stirred all desire in her.
Suddenly Candy was lifted in the air and her ass hit the hood of his car. He pushed his large body between her legs making her spread herself open for him as he pulled her close to his present erection making itself known through his jeans. His free hand now started to roam her body starting with her thigh, skimming her jeans before making its way to her ass giving it a squeeze. She moaned as his large hand reached up and cupped her breast. She wanted to pull away, knowing she was smaller than most, but with her size, big boobs weren't an option unless she paid for them.
Brett released her head with his other hand and grabbed her around the waist pulling her closer to him. He started to rub himself against her pussy that was now screaming for release. The friction of him moving started to build heat inside her. The quickening feeling continued to climb as he continued to play with her breast, twisting her nipple between his fingers. He released her mouth only to kiss her throat, leaving wet hot kisses along her skin as it danced with fire. His large hand seemed to get frustrated by her clothing, and he reached under her shirt as the feeling of his warm calloused hand brushed her over sensitized skin as he climbed and finally reached the destination he had longed for. He continued his pressure on her pussy and she wanted nothing more than to remove her jeans and have him bury himself deep inside her.
He claimed her lips once again and she didn’t think she could last much longer as her impending orgasm was about to come. Brett kept moving, playing with her breast as the friction of her jeans and his erect pants rubbed her clit in the most delicious fashion. Candy wrapped her arms around him and held on tight now with her legs wrapped around his waist allowing him more access to her. He released her mouth only to leave her panting as he moved to her ear tugging on her lobe.
“That’s it, baby, let go.” And with his command she erupted, crying out as he still rubbed her. Holy hell. He held her tight as she knew her eyes were squeezed tight as her body shook from its release. The sound of Doug barking broke through her orgasm-induced stupor and her eyes flew open as she turned to see Randy bounding up to them. Completely embarrassed now, she pushed Brett away before jumping off his truck and scrambling to her own truck. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she muttered to herself. He tried to stop her, but she couldn’t face him, hell, she couldn’t even look at him.
“I’ll send you my bill.” And with that she and Doug headed home for lunch, and to change her now wet panties. On the way home she realized she just got off on a complete stranger and now she didn’t know how to act around him. She needed a drink, and not just a beer.
Chapter Three
It had been a week since Brett had heard or seen the extremely alluring Candy. He wasn’t sure what to think about her, but he knew he couldn’t get her out of his mind, ever since he got her off along with him about to follow suite. He wanted too much to strip out of their clothes and take her on the hood of his car, not caring who the hell saw them. He was shocked at how well she fit him. Even with her size, he was mesmerized by her. Her soft silky skin, and small breasts, which were natural and very responsive. He loved that she didn’t fake what she was, or who she was. She was real in so many ways. He enjoyed watching her work, even talking about random things. She was a country girl, and he was shocked that no one had pushed their way to get with a woman like that. According to his uncle, she never dated, never went out, or anything that most women her age would be doing. She was raised by all men and never had a female show her anything. It saddened him, but he wouldn’t want it changed at all, because then she wouldn’t be the woman he was fascinated with. He dressed to head into town today and see her, along with paying his bill. It wasn’t nearly as much as he thought it would cost to fix it, and he was shocked she charged him a great rate on labor. He wanted to make sure she got paid every penny because she did work her ass off on his truck and then some.
He was still getting the layout of the town and paid attention to everything as he drove. He spotted the small diner, a few clothing and various shopping stores. Some type of liquor store that was across town from the local bar, then the grocery store. It really was a small town and it was growing on him. He grew up everywhere because of his family life, but soon after he graduated, he joined the rodeo circuit and became one of the best bull riders around, he had several various broken bones to prove it. That was what led him to his Uncle Randy’s house. After years of being on the circuit, his body had taken a beating. He wanted something more than concussions and groupies. There was more to life, and now he started to see that in the little spark plug of a woman, Candy. He just had to find out how to spend more time with her.
He spotted her garage and was shocked at how nice it looked. It looked like a normal auto shop, but the outside was painted in white with black trim, three bay doors stood open and a few people waited inside drinking coffee while their car or truck was getting worked on. He spotted Candy within seconds, she was under a car that was lifted in the air. She was replacing some tires from what he could tell. She grabbed a giant drill that sat next to a large red and silver toolbox in the middle. The whirling sound came quickly as she tightened the lug nuts on each one. He watched her work, fascinated that this tiny woman did things that most wouldn't even think about. She finished, wiped her face, and looked up, spotting him. He raised his hand in a friendly gesture and she half smiled and waved back. But the look she gave him was one of uncertainly. Was she not happy to see him?
She nodded to an office near the back and he walked in following her. She opened the door and Doug barked his greeting to him before leaving the room and going outside. He patted the dog as he walked past him. He found himself actually nervous as she sat on the edge of her desk looking down at the ground.
“What can I do for you, Brett?” she said in such hushed tones that if he wasn’t paying attention he wouldn’t have heard it at all. He couldn't help but walk up to her. He didn’t like her head down like that, like she couldn’t look him in the eyes. He reached her and she had yet to raise her head. Brett reached up and watched her hold her breath as he reached her face and tilted her head up to look at him. Her soft hazel-colored eyes sparkled with uncertainty and he couldn’t tell if she was scared of him, or just nervous being around him.
“I came to see you. I was hoping maybe I could take you to dinner.” He held his breath waiting for an answer because with his little spark plug, he never knew what to expect. She did normally the opposite of what he would have thought, even down to her dog.
“Me, you want to go to dinner with me?” she asked him, more or less shocked at his question. He smiled at her and nodded.
Candy didn’t know what to think. She had thought that maybe he wanted to pay the bill, or something like that. Hell, she even tossed the idea around that maybe he wanted to get into her pants, which after their last encounter, she would welcome. Granted she felt like such a slut for jumping him the way she did. She knew better, but hell, he was the first real man to kiss her like that, to fe
el her, to make her scream and cream. Sure she had the few kisses here and there, but she must be the only twenty-seven year old virgin. She had her cousins, her uncle, her height, lack of womanly curves, her profession, she hated dresses, and then the fact she didn’t feel any attraction to a man, before Brett. What the hell is wrong with her? Should she say yes, and if she did, did she need to clean up? She had a nice-ish type of top on, but she didn’t dress up. Was he expecting her to? Shit, she was getting ahead of herself.
“Umm, dinner, like a date type of dinner? Like wear a dress and all that?” she asked him. His returning smile had her feeling better than she thought it would.
“Um, yea, like a date, and the dress is up to you. I was thinking maybe just going to the diner for a burger and talk, unless you want to go someplace nicer, and if so, I would need to go home and change.” He looked down at his clothes, but to her he looked just fine, if not yummy. Yummy, what the hell is wrong with me? I’m going girly on some dude.
“Sure, that’s fine, and a burger is fine.” She looked at the clock and noticed that it was time to start to close up. She was dirty, and they didn’t have a shower in the shop. She really needed to start wearing coveralls over her clothes, that way she could just strip them off. But she also had to take Doug home. She didn’t want to leave him in her office, he didn’t like it. “I have to go home and change, but I am only like ten minutes from here. Can I met you there? I also have to take Doug home.”
“Sure, that would be fine. How long do you need to get ready? I can get us a drink and a table.” He seemed happy when he responded to her. She couldn’t help but blush at his look.
“Umm, I don’t need much time, just a shower and some clean jeans, so why don’t I meet you there in about half an hour. That gives me time to drive, and feed Doug.” He nodded and leaned over her, brushing his lips over hers. She held still as he gently kissed his way over to ear before whispering to her.
“I’ll be waiting,” and then turned to leave her standing shocked and ready to melt in her office. Once again she looked at the clock, time was a tickin' and she was stalling. She went over and shut down her computer before telling the guys to lock up. Whistling for Doug, her other half came bounding up to her as she climbed into her truck to make the run home. She was home and in the door within about seven minutes. She first kicked off her boots, and went into the kitchen to feed Doug. She ran into her bathroom and stripped before climbing into the shower. Starting the water, she started to pour soap in her hands focusing on her nails knowing exactly how long it would take to get the grease and oil from under them before she went on to her hair. Clean within a few minutes, she wrapped a towel around her head and tried to find something to wear.
She first went over to her panty drawer and was saddened she didn’t own anything pretty. Pulling out her simple white cotton bra and panties, she looked in her closet and put on a pair of jeans. She hadn’t been on many dates, okay fine, two, but still, she wasn’t sure how to do this. So she grabbed her cleaner tennis shoes, and a purple colored shirt. It wasn’t like her normal work shirt, this one was slightly lower cut. She wore it for nicer things. This would do. She didn’t fuss with makeup, well, because she didn’t have any. She grabbed a hair tie and pulled her hair into a simple braid. She did know how to do that. Her teacher at school had shown her, and it was the one thing that made her look like a girl instead of a guy, so she kept it long. After securing the tie, she was ready to go. She grabbed her keys and wallet as she headed out the door, stopping only to lock the door.
She made it to the diner in no time and was happy to see that he was there waiting. She walked in hearing the small ringing of the bell. She walked over to him and was happy when he stood and hugged her to him. She didn’t know what to do, so she just let him. He kissed the top of her head and she took a seat across from him. He had ordered them both cokes, though she would have loved to have had a beer instead, but she had to drive home. It didn’t take long for Mary to come over and take both of their order of burgers and fries. He didn’t even snicker when she asked for it. She found herself waiting for the comment of, 'oh, I thought you were a salad type of girl', which looking at her she was not. He was shocking her at every turn.
“So what brought you to Hazeldale, Brett?” she asked as she took a drink of soda as he talked.
“Well, I use to be in the rodeo, and after one to many falls it was simply get out, or find myself in a chair for the rest of my life. So I left and wanted to see what the fuss was all about with ranching. Came to stay here, and now that I met you, I’m glad I did.” He reached across and took her hand rubbing his thumb along her knuckles, and just like that she felt the small zip deep inside as he just looked at her. The moment was interrupted as the food came and she thanked Mary for the food as she refilled their glass.
The two of them ate in comfortable silence and an occasional question was asked here and there. Soon the food was gone and she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t have to work tomorrow, it was actually going to be her lazy day, but she was thinking about going into the city to do some shopping.
“Well this was nice, but I should get going.” He nodded and stood, paying the bill as he followed her outside. The night had turned colder and she shivered as she walked out of the door. Brett snuck up behind her and wrapped his arm around her, effectively blocking the wind and warming her instantly. She started to head to her truck, which was parked on the side of the building. Reaching into her jacket pocket, she pulled out her keys as they approached her door. Candy turned to talk to him. “Umm, thanks for dinner and the company. I had a lot of fun.” She was being totally honest. She did. She found out he was nothing like she thought and for once in her short life, she longed for something more than just the next car or truck to work on.
“It was a nice night, but I must be the one thanking you. It’s refreshing to be out with someone who isn’t always talking about the rodeo, her weight, or something superficial. I really like you, Candy. You make me think outside the box, and it’s nice. You never do what I expect,” he said as he caressed her cheek.
She was going to say something witty, but the damn man took that moment to shatter every brain cell she had by lowering his lips to her, kissing her until she thought she was going to combust. What shocked her was her reaction, within a week's time frame she found herself wrapped in this man’s arms kissing and rubbing herself against him in public. She pulled away from him breathless, as he rested his head against hers. He was breathing heavily and started to kiss along her neck, which she found to be a complete hot and straight line to her pussy.
“Let’s go to your place.” And for the first time in her life she did something that was even unexpected to her.
“Yes.”
Chapter Four
Candy was shocked by her answer, but hell, she said it and it was too late to chicken out now. He told her he would follow her, and she climbed into her truck, started it, and headed to her house. She did a quick mental evaluation of the whole process. Best case scenario, it would be the best night of her life; worst case, she wouldn’t be a virgin anymore. She had made a promise since her mother, that she would wait and find the one she would marry, yadda yadda yadda. It didn’t matter now. She wasn’t getting any younger, and no one even looked at her like a woman, and if they did they thought of her as a child. She pulled into the driveway, turned off her truck and before she could open the door, Brett was there helping her out. She smiled at him as he lifted her down. She didn’t know what to expect, but went along with it.
Unlocking the door, she heard Doug bark, and wondered what he might think of a man in his house. She had never had anyone over who wasn’t family. This was his and her house, would Doug get mad and try to push Brett away, or would he be okay. Well nothing like the present.
She opened the door and the big oaf came jumping at her in welcome. He licked her face and she laughed at him. But Doug fell down on all legs and walked over to Brett as he entered the hous
e. Brett shut the door, but didn’t back down from him and the two of them had a stare down. Doug finally came up and licked Brett’s hand and she knew everything was going to be okay. Doug turned and went to his bed in the living room. Effectively leaving them.
“Um, you want anything to drink? I have beer, water, maybe some milk.” She started to walk into the kitchen when Brett reached out and grabbed her arm stopping her. She turned and he was right there, his breath was heating her face as he captured her lips with his. She lost all rational thought after that. He grabbed her, pulling her small frame into his much larger one. The man was built like a damn bear. She moaned as he grabbed her ass, squeezing the cheeks, but he didn’t stop there. He lifted her once again so she was forced to wrap her legs around his waist to hold on.
Releasing her lips, he groaned as she started to rub along his impressive length, not that she knew what one was like when hard. “Where’s the bedroom?” He continued to kiss her, pressing her body against the wall as she told him the second door. He walked into her room, and for once in her life, she was happy she did the girly thing and kept everything clean and neat. The wind rushed out of her as he laid her body down on her bed bringing his on top of her. His weight was heavy, but comforting, as he continued to kiss her, igniting everything wild within her. Grabbing the hem of her shirt, Candy felt the chill in the air as he pulled her shirt up and off her body, exposing her small breasts to him. She once again let insecurity plague her and she reached down to cover herself. His hands came up and held her still.
“Don’t cover or hide them from me, baby, they’re perfect,” as he moved her hands away then moving her bra out of the way. It wasn’t sexy and she might just have to look at something in those frilly shops. He slipped the material away and she about jumped out of her skin when he latched on to her nipple. He sucked it hard, like a man who had been lost in the desert, sucking through a straw in an empty glass. Candy moaned and she felt her cream gush with joy as he continued his dominance of her body. She bowed and arched into his touch, never seeming to get close enough for him to touch her the way she needed. She needed more.
