Diamond in the Rough (Precious Gems)

by A. A. King

  Now that I think about it, his truck was not in the drive, she reflected to herself. The house was too quiet for her comfort. Since coming here, she had not had a moment alone to reflect on her situation. Before, she was always alone but now the solitude didn’t suit her. The couch looked inviting as she lay down and clicked on the television. Her body sunk into the cushions as the soft velvet lulled her to sleep. Cheyenne had not been asleep for more than an hour when she awoke to a familiar name. A reporter on television was saying that Jason had been arrested. Apparently the murder weapon had been found in his truck during a routine traffic stop just a few miles from the ranch.

  “Was he on his way here?” she asked herself, already knowing the answer. Cheyenne opened her cell phone and called Brian, but it went to his voicemail.

  “Brian, I just watched the news and saw a report about Jason. Where are you? Please call me,” she spoke into the phone. Jason was in custody but she felt shaken to the core. As she had lain on the couch sleeping, he had been on his way to do her harm. Moving quickly from one door to the next, she checked all to make sure they were locked and then sat on the couch for another hour, trembling with fear, before Brian pulled up outside.

  Cheyenne ran outside into his waiting arms sobbing uncontrollably.

  “Shhhhh, it’s okay. Don’t cry baby. We got him before he could hurt you. I told you that you would always be safe with me,” he consoled her. Between sobs she said, “I was at the office and I humiliated him in front of the board members. He was coming to kill me.” After what seemed like forever in his arms, he gently steered her toward the front door and inside the privacy of the house. They walked into the kitchen and he poured them both a glass of wine. As they sat and drank she began to leave the drama of the day behind her. She could feel the wine coursing through her body, lowering her inhibitions and erasing the fear that had occupied her mind for the past few hours.

  He’s right. I am safe and sound here with him and Jason is in jail. I have nothing to worry about, she told herself. Three more glasses of wine found her light headed and Brian was not far behind her.

  “Do you want to go riding?” she asked with hope in her voice. A nice ride sounded so good to her right now.

  “Sure,” Brian said. They both saddled their horses and lead them to the stable opening. She mounted and took off. Brian mounted and watched intently.

  HE imagined her riding right in front of him. His cock rubbing against her perfect ass with ever step the horse took. Her hair flowing over his shoulder fluttering in the breeze. He could feel his cock stiffening. The horse was getting restless so he took off and tried to catch up with her. He finally caught her and galloped beside her.

  Brian took her horses reins and hopped off of his. Pulling her out of the saddle he caught her in his strong arms. With her feet still not touching the ground he began to kiss her, this time passionately. She ran her fingers through his hair as she nibbled on his lower lip. She was exciting him beyond anything he had ever felt. As she slid further down his body his erection was evident. He laid her on the ground and came down partially on top of her. She looked like a goddess lying in the grass. His face gave away that he had never seen a more beautiful site. Kissing down her jaw to her neck seemed to excite her. Testing his resolve, he pulled the opening of her shirt and it easily popped loose and he licked her erect nipple through her bra. It was electric to her. He nibbled and licked for what seemed like an eternity.

  SHE could not take it anymore. Rolling her on top of his body, she straddled him just like she had the horse. If she rode him half as well, he was in for a treat. She gazed at him as he pulled her top off. With one hand he unclasped her bra like a magician. Taking her nipple into his mouth, he teased it to a hard peak.

  “Tell me you want me,” he demanded. Moving to her other nipple he lavished the same attention to it.

  “I want you so bad,” she cried. He licked harder. She was so wet already and did not know how much more she could take. She began rubbing her pussy on his hard cock. The friction created made her crotch not only wet but warm. The warmth made her feel like she was going to explode. He lay back and watched her grind on his dick. She pulled her hair out of the ponytail and as it cascaded down her back he grabbed a handful and pulled her face down to his. Placing another eager kiss on her full and waiting lips he pushed her gently off of him and he rose to his feet. She looked into his eyes; confused as tried to stand, but he put his hand on her shoulder and kept her on her knees. When she saw him pull his dick toward her face, she understood. It was ten inches of the tastiest looking cock she had ever seen. She tried to take the head into her mouth but he pulled back from her.

  “Ask me for it,” he said as he slapped her full lips with it.

  “Please can I have it?” she asked sweetly.

  “Open your mouth, now,” he demanded. She did as she was told and he crammed his cock into her waiting mouth. She kissed the swelling head and then licked down the shaft. He had the most perfect blue vein that ran from the head to the base and she followed it like a road map to heaven. When she got back to the top she opened wide and took all but the last two inches into her throat. She bobbed and slurped until he grabbed a handful of her hair. He began fucking her mouth as if he could not get enough of her then, he pushed his dick as far into her throat as he could and released his load. She gagged at first.

  “You better swallow every drop,” he said sternly. “That it, that’s a good girl.” She swallowed and he pulled out of her mouth. “That was a good blow job baby. Damn that was good. You mind very well with a dick in your mouth,” he teased. He noticed that her lips were fuller than they were before. She looked so hot on her knees with her tits bare. Her nipples were still hard and looked very appealing. He helped her put her clothes back on and kissed the back of her neck. She stood before him and he reached out and ran his hands through her hair. Cheyenne started to put it back in the ponytail but he stopped her, “If you knew how gorgeous you were with it down, you would never put it up again. Leave it down for me.” She nodded and mounted her horse. They both rode back in silence. Cheyenne could not believe that this man could bring her out of her shell the way that he did. Brian had the power to lower her inhibitions. As they entered the stable she knew she had to have more of him. They dismounted and stabled the horses. After brushing the animals down, they both walked back to the house. “I’m going to change and meet you at the pool,” Brian said as he walked down the hall to the far bedroom.

  Cheyenne changed into a swimsuit; noting that it was much too small but it would have do. Brian was already lounging at the pool when Cheyenne came down. He gasped as she walked onto the deck. It was dusk; he had lit the fire pit and watched the flames as they danced on the water. Cheyenne dove in, slicing through the water like a hot knife through butter. Brian could not help but stare. Her top barely covered her large breast and her ass looked amazing in the tiny bikini bottoms. Cheyenne walked up the steps getting out of the water. He stared harder with every step she took. The wet bathing suit clung to her body perfectly and it left little to the imagination. She sat on the chair beside him and towel dried her hair. Getting up from his chair looked to be difficult for Brian. He walked down the stairs of the pool and sat down in the water.

  “Are you coming back in?” he asked with a grin on his face. She knew better than to go but she could not help herself as she walked in and sat beside him. He leaned over and untied her top. It fell into the water. Grabbing her hands, he held both behind her back. Gently, he kissed her still swollen lips as he buried his face in her chest and began sucking her nipple. Tracing the areola with his tongue made her body shudder. He let go of her hands and she instinctively wrapped them around his neck.

  He put his arms around her and pulled her body closer while his other hand reached to pull down his trunks as he moved between her legs and untied her bottoms and moved them out of the way. He gripped his cock and rubbed the swelling head against her moist pussy. She bucked against hi
m silently begging him to enter her and suddenly he plunged his growing member into her waiting slit. Cheyenne wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Pumping wildly he kissed her neck as she buried her head in his shoulder, moaning in ecstasy. She was so tight that he would not last long. Her nails dug into his back as he pushed her to the edge. They fell over together as he came deep in her slit. He stayed in her for a bit, slowly kissing her neck and then back up to her lips. She leaned forward and kissed his closed eyelids which sent shivers up Brian’s arms. She felt his cock jump inside of her when she did this. Cheyenne pulled herself closer to him and began kissing his ear, then his neck. When she nibbled on his collar bone she felt him jump again. She rocked back and forth until she felt his cock grow to full size, and then started to slowly ride him. Up and down she bounced until he could take it no more. He threw his head back signaling his release again. He held her for a while and didn’t seem to want to let her go.

  “Brian, will you stay in my room again?” Cheyenne asked

  “So you want me to stay the night with you. What’s in it for me?” he teased. She knew what was in it for him and she was sure that he was going to like it. Cheyenne blushed but felt no need to answer his question as his cock was still inside of her.

  Both Brian and Cheyenne got out of the pool and showered. Brian started a fire in the fireplace and poured them both a glass of wine. Cheyenne made a snack of cheese and fruit and they curled up in front of the fire to relax. As it blazed, so did their bodies. The growing passion Cheyenne felt for Brian scared her. She had never been one to let anyone get to close to her heart, but he was working his way in. On a daily basis she could feel her resolve being chipped away and she was powerless to stop it. At times she felt like being with Brian was the most exciting thing she had ever done and other times she felt as if it was the most insane. Her life was coming together and seeing Brian day to day had become a habit she did not want to break.

  Her body felt weak from their lovemaking. The tender moments moved her heart in a way that was new to her, but the fucking was another story. It lit her soul on fire and awakened her. Her life had been mundane up until this point. But, now this glorious and beautiful man was giving himself to her and she would gladly take all she could get.

  Brian moved toward her and kissed from the exquisite curve of her neck to her pouting lips. He ground his mouth into hers with a savage intensity that she had not experienced before. His tongue snaked into her mouth finding hers to be a more than willing playmate. She inhaled deeply, relishing the raw animal smell of Brian’s masculinity and his musky cologne. She let it fill her senses and it made her mind reel.

  The unprecedented events of her recent life had instilled within her a brazen confidence she scarcely knew existed and now she was keen to discover just how far she was willing to let herself fall with this man.

  “You have been satisfying me, now why don’t you tell me what I can do for you.” Cheyenne said seductively.

  “Hmmmm…ladies prerogative,” he said eagerly. “I think I can trust you to come up with something I would enjoy.”

  “Stay right here. Don’t move a muscle.” Cheyenne instructed him. Her no nonsense tone let him know that she meant business.

  She ran to the kitchen and located a bottle of champagne she had seen earlier. Cheyenne remembered something she had read about it but had never tried.

  “Why not?” She thought. “I will show him something that will blow his mind.”

  She returned slowly, concealing the bottle behind her back, she moved toward him and ran her tongue across his stomach, over his chest and up to his neck and chin. Brian trembled as she watched goose bumps form down his arms. Cheyenne paused before biting his bottom lip, hard enough to force him to draw a breath but not hard enough to draw blood. As Brian panted with anticipation, she bent again, retracing the same slick path that her tongue had previously traveled, but this time moving beyond his navel and into uncharted territory.

  Dropping to her knees, Cheyenne let her mouth linger just inches from his groin and her warm expectant breath through the thin material of his pants made him stiffen uncomfortably behind the cotton restraints. She reached up; dragging carefully painted nails across his chest and down his stomach until her hand came to rest on band of his night pants. Although she paused there momentarily, her desire was as great as his and it was not long before she had roughly stripped him of his pants and boxer briefs, leaving him naked, exposed and swelling with excitement.

  Brian moaned as her hand gripped his manhood as he arched his back in pleasure as he felt Cheyenne’s tongue traced a hot, wet line from the tip of his cock, along the underside of the shaft, before flickering gently against his aching balls. Releasing him momentarily, Cheyenne drank deeply from the champagne bottle, but instead of swallowing, she held the delightfully fizzing liquid in her mouth while Brian looked down at her while a look of puzzled expectancy spread across his face. Without warning, she took him into her mouth, engulfing as much of his cock as she could without choking and began to work back and forth, steadily building up her rhythm and pace.

  Brian closed his eyes in ecstasy as the cool liquid fizzed and bubbled around his cock, producing a sensation that was slightly uncomfortable but definitely erotic. Cheyenne worked her mouth up and down alternating long stroked with deep, and finally swallowing the champagne. Taking another large mouthful of the bubbly liquid she engulfed him again, but this time he immediately began breathing heavy. He pumped his load into her mouth and she swallowed it along with the champagne. She was disappointed to see him spent so quickly, when she had only just begun to work on him.

  Rising slowly, she ignored the look of disappointment on Brian’s face as he was parted from her erotic embrace. Never taking her eyes from his, she slowly popped open the last few buttons of her blouse so that it hung open invitingly, revealing her flawless, porcelain skin and firm large tits. Unable to restrain himself in the face of her sensual beauty, Brian slowly reached down and began to rub himself in a desperate attempt to relive the memory of her touch.

  “Naughty, naughty,” she said in a stern tone, and pushed his hand away. “Whatever you have is for me and certainly not something I want wasted on the living room floor!”

  Knowing that it was no longer the time for delicate teasing, Cheyenne quickly shed her nightshirt and in no time at all she stood before him in just her underwear.

  “I think it is time for a little payback Brian,” she said with a wink and turned so that her back was facing him. Bending forward slightly, she rubbed her smooth ass against his straining manhood until he was desperate for something more tangible. Painfully, slowly, Brian watched as she straightened before easing herself backwards so that her entire body was pressed up against his, and he was forced to rest on the arm of the couch.

  Unable to withstand any more of Cheyenne’s torture, Brian reached around, cupping her breasts roughly. He slid his fingers around her breasts and pinched her hard nipples. Leaving one hand to massage her breasts, Brian ran the other down her body and cupped her moist pussy. Already feeling the wetness of her excitement, he pushed his fingers inside of her and began to slowly moved them in and out. With two fingers fully inserted, he used his thumb to stimulate her clit and this time it was her that moaned in pleasure.

  Proving himself to be equally skilled, Brian brought her to the brink of release before removing his hand. He grabbed her ponytail and spun her around with her back facing him as he pushed her over the arm of the couch. “Okay you dirty little whore…you are going to take everything I have, right here, right now and you are going to love it,” growled Brian and although she had heard him talk like this before while he fucked her, his gentle touch told her that this was nothing more than hot and dirty role-play.

  Struggling with her own excitement she nodded before replying. “Y-Yes…I’m your dirty fucking slut and I need your cock. I’ll take all of it Brian.”

  He entered her from behind and she savored the way his co
ck filled her pussy. His belly pushed against her back as he hammered her tight pussy. She was unable to form intelligent speech with his cock so deep inside of her, all that would come out was inaudible grunts. Her knees buckled as she tried to stand for leverage. Brian placed his hand in the center of her back and pushed her firmly back down. Although neither of them had much resistance left, he was simply unable to take things slow and steady, and instead began to pump his hips hard.

  Both lovers cried out with animal passion as the mounting sensation coursed through them, until, with a hoarse roar, Brian bucked, thrust deeply into her and stood shuddering as his cock twitched and jetted the warmth of his come inside of her. At the same time, Cheyenne’s own orgasm hit her and she was unable to prevent herself from screaming out as hidden muscles contracted around Brian’s cock, causing more spasms from her lover and milking him for all he was worth. A tingling heat filled her body, before centering on the area where Brian remained buried deep within her. Gradually it subsided and they both shivered and relaxed; panting and spent but blissfully content.

  Brian withdrew slowly and Cheyenne turned to see him still struggling to catch his breath.

  Brian stayed with her that night. They both walked up stairs, hand in hand to shower and get some much needed sleep.

  Chapter Twelve

  Cheyenne awoke early the next morning to an empty bed. The sun was just rising in the Texas sky as she opened her eyes.

  Today will be a better day, she told herself.

  With Jason in jail she had nothing to be scared of anymore. Without realizing she had begun to live her life in fear and dread. Charles Wingate’s murderer running around had taken a toll on quite a few people in Houston but none more than Cheyenne. Knowing that she needed to get on with life, she decided to put it all behind her.

  She tapped her fingernails together nervously as she knocked on Brian’s door. There was no answer from inside. Opening the door, her heart sank. The bed was empty and his bag was gone. Running downstairs she felt her heart racing and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. As she neared the last step she saw his things by the front door and could smell coffee in the kitchen.