by Terry Towers
I snatched my hand back and out of his view. “When he arrived in Moscow at the end of our first night together.”
“Did you know he was going to propose?” He seemed to have forgotten all about his breakfast as he fixated on me. It was making me severely uncomfortable. Luckily for me, I could see dark smoke coming from behind his left shoulder.
“I think you’re burning.”
He hesitated for a moment and then cursed under his breath as he spun around to attend to the burning breakfast. I took his distraction to get the hell out of Dodge. Gathering my bowl, I rinsed it off and put it into the dishwasher, then put the box of cereal away.
“It was nice meeting you,” I said as I rushed from the kitchen and up the stairs, intent on getting into Ryker’s bedroom in record time. I was done with the inquisition, thank you very much. Getting to know his brother was going to have to wait; it was quite clear to me that he didn’t approve.
~*~ TT ~*~
Ryker
It took me a minute upon waking to realize that I was missing someone that should be sleeping next to me. Sitting up in bed, I looked around for any sign of her. There was none. She must have had to use the washroom, or perhaps got hungry. In my exhaustion I’d completely overlooked that she was most likely hungry.
I was hungry as well; the loud grumbling in my stomach that nearly rocked the walls of the house demanded food. But there was something that demanded attention even more than my angry stomach and that was the throbbing in my dick. I wasn’t quite sure what I was dreaming about, but my cock was primed and ready to go a round… or two.
Alas, I was minus a fiancée.
As I considered the pros and cons of finding her compared to just rubbing one out and going about my day, I heard footsteps coming down the hallway at a brisk pace. The house was large, but it was also relatively old so there were a lot of squeaky floorboards.
The footsteps seemed too slow as she approached the door until they were almost silent. Grinning, I appreciated the fact that she would think of not waking me. The doorknob turned and she slowly opened the door and stepped inside.
“Morning, sweetheart,” I said with a grin, lacing my fingers behind my head. As much as I would have preferred her beautiful naked body lying beside mine last night, I was amused to see her in those silly pajamas and, in a weird way, they turned me on. The top may have been that cat that little girls went crazy over, but it was tight-fitting to her breasts and just slightly transparent. You could just vaguely make out her dark areolas under it and her nipples that were nice, tight and pointy.
Dear God, if I hadn’t already been horny, I would have been looking up at her as she approached the bed.
“Ryker, I need to ask you something,” she said as she reached the side of the bed.
“Of course, baby. What’s up?” Reaching up to her, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto me on the bed. She ended up straddling my waist, the apex between her legs riding my stiff dick.
“Oh wow,” she gasped, wiggling on me, and in the process, making me groan out loud. No doubt mistaking my groan as pain instead of what it was, one of her hands went to her mouth as her eyes widened in horror. “I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?” She attempted to get off me but my hands held her tight.
“No babe, just the opposite.” I thrust my hips up, giving her a good feel of my hardness. “You may not have hurt me, but you can certainly do something to make me feel a hell of a lot better.”
Chapter 9
Ryker
“Wait, I need to talk to you.” She leaned forward, placing her hands on my shoulders.
The last thing I wanted to do was wait. Not with her bouncing over me, her breasts so damned close to my face. I was concerned, I really was, but my dick’s need was making it hard to focus. But she looked a little distressed so I clenched my jaw and forced myself to push down the hunger building within so I could focus on her.
“What’s wrong?”
“I met your brother.”
Well shit. I should have made sure I was there for the introductions. My brother could be a dick sometimes. I just never thought he’d upset her. “What did he do?”
“It wasn’t what he did.” She sighed. “He didn’t seem happy to see me and he seemed mad when he found out we’re engaged.”
I groaned inwardly, closing my eyes and attempting to decide how to go about explaining the situation to her. It wasn’t fair to her to have to feel unwanted. This was her home now, regardless of my brother’s feelings on her coming here. I’d have to have a long talk with him, outside of her presence.
Opening my eyes, I smiled and attempted to look as nonchalant as possible. “He’s not very easy to get along with in the mornings. He knew you were coming and he’s fine with it. It just takes a while for him to come around. Don’t worry, I couldn’t imagine a person on earth who wouldn’t fall in love with you from the moment they see you.”
It took her a moment, but she returned my smile, accompanied by a rosy blush that colored her cheeks. “I don’t know if that’s true.”
“I can’t imagine it not being,” I replied, reaching out and brushing a lock of hair out of her eyes and tucking it behind her ear.
“Now I think you’re just trying to make me feel good.”
“I know how I can make you feel even better.” Grasping the back of her head, I urged her mouth down to mine. She hesitated for a moment but slowly lowered her lips to mine.
When our lips met, it was like a jolt of electricity was sent through my body on a direct course from my lips to my dick. My cock jerked and the need to be in her was becoming unbearable. As our tongues dueled, I slid my hands down her back and to the hem of her top. She tore her lips from mine long enough to raise her hands over her head so I could pull it up and off, tossing it to the floor.
I sat up slightly, sliding my hands up her back and capturing one of her perky nipples between my lips, making her gasp and arch her back, thrusting her nipple into my mouth. She had amazing tits, somewhere between the B and C range. Perfect handfuls. As I teased the one nipple with my teeth and tongue, I caressed her other breast, rolling her nipple between my fingertips.
She moaned, her head falling back and her dark hair cascading down her back. Her hands flattened against my chest as she began to rock on my groin. Ohmygod, was she trying to kill me? The feel of her moving against my dick with just the thin layer of cotton between us. There wasn’t a stitch of clothing under her pajama bottoms.
“You’re killing me, do you know that?” I growled, releasing her nipple from my lips. The material between her legs was getting damp, whether it was from her or me I had no idea, though I suspected it was a combination of both of us.
My hands slipped down her back and under the waistband of her bottoms. Grasping her ass cheeks in my hands, I pulled her tight against me. Jesus, dry humping had never been so sexy.
Enough was enough! With one swift motion, I flipped her over to her back, hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her bottoms and began yanking them down. She giggled, her breasts jiggling as she moved while she lifted her legs, allowing me to pull them off and throw them to the floor next to her top.
Despite the throbbing need between my legs, I took a minute to admire the woman under me. Her skin was so perfect. She could use to gain a few pounds, but that didn’t make her imperfect, not at all. It made her real.
She stared up at me and then frowned. “Is there something wrong? You’re looking at me weird.”
I smiled, meeting her gaze. “Not a damned thing. Nothing could be more perfect. You’re perfect.”
She blushed and looked away. “I think you’re being kind but thank you.”
“No one would accuse me of being kind, lady,” I responded with a grin, grabbing her by the waist again and flipping over to my back, taking her with me. As much as I’d been tempted to thrust deep into her, I wanted to see her ride me even more.
“I doubt that.” Settling herself onto me, she leaned forward,
her breasts brushing against my chest, and kissed the side of my neck. Another jolt of sensations went through me, sending my dick into a frenzy. “You brought me here for a new life,” she whispered, rocking onto me.
Gripping her ass, I bucked up against her. “Ride me, baby.”
She pulled up, her hair falling into her face again and lifted her pelvis just high enough that she could align her entrance to the head of my cock. Fuck, I couldn’t take it another moment, I’d been sporting this hard-on for way too long.
“Ninaaaaa.” I was just saying her name when she began to lower herself onto me. Inch by glorious inch she took me in, her warmth surrounding me and making me groan along with her. Once she’d taken me in fully, she paused and looked uncertain.
“What’s wrong?”
Her hands began to gently caress the muscle of my chest, tracing the hard lines. “I — I’m just taking a moment.”
She’s only had sex once, idiot, a voice in the back of my head reminded me. The proof had been on the hotel room sheets the next day. Not to embarrass her, I’d covered up the stain when she’d went to the bathroom.
“Take all the time you need,” I said, slipping a hand to the back of her head and urging her lips down to me. As her lips came to meet mine, she began to move. The feeling of her made my entire body vibrate.
Grasping the back of her head, I intensified the kiss as I began to buck up into her, meeting her downward thrusts.
She tore her lips from mine as she sat back up on me. I watched, mystified, as she began to bounce onto me, her breasts jiggling as she moved. But even more enchanting than her body gyrating on me was the expression of pure pleasure on her face as she closed her eyes, moaning softly and letting her head fall back, her hair cascading down her back.
Grabbing her hips, I kept her steady as she began to pick up the pace, her tight, newly deflowered pussy milking my cock. Jolts of pleasure raced through me, over and over, starting at the top of my head and causing the need in my dick and balls to intensify to the point where they were beginning to ache.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I groaned, my fingertips digging into her hips.
She moaned again, one hand gripping tight to my thigh behind her, while the other lowered to her mound. Spreading her velvety folds, she began working her clit as she bounced.
I was reaching the end of my journey but fought to hold on. There was no way I was coming without feeling her pussy pulse around me. When she began moving her hips in circular motions it was almost my undoing.
Stay strong, man, you’re better than this, I coached myself.
Her moans became louder and louder. The moans, along with the soft slapping sound of her riding me, was driving me to insanity.
Jesus, I wasn’t going to be able to make it.
My entire body tightened as I fought the need to release.
She cried out, her entire body convulsing, as her pussy clenched around my dick. Oh fuck, the sweet pleasure as her heat coated my dick and seeped out and onto my balls. As she fell forward, I thrust up hard into her and groaned, releasing my load deep into her. The sweet, blissful relief made my head spin and for a moment, I didn’t know where I was; all I knew was that I never wanted to stop feeling what I was feeling right now.
Her hot, sweaty body covered mine and I was surprised to smell lavender. Fuck, the woman even smelled good after being covered in sweat. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I held her tight to me as the warm mixture of our lovemaking continued to seep from her and coat my groin.
“Dammit, I love you, Nina,” I whispered in her ear.
She placed a hand on either side of my head and smiled down at me. I could see the love and affection glowing from her eyes. “I love you too, Ryker.”
My brother was going to eat his words. He was going to fall as in love with her as I was; how could he not. While my initial intention was to share her with my brother, a large part of me was glad that she’d said no and he’d thought it to be a ridiculous idea because I wasn’t so sure I could share her now even if they wanted to.
“What’s the matter?” she asked, the happiness disappearing from her expression to be replaced by concern.
“It’s nothing, Sweetheart. Nothing at all.” I slid one hand to the back of her head and gently guided her head down to my chest. While the other hand slid to her lower torso. I didn’t want her releasing me from her heat just yet.
One thing I would have to do is have a chat with Calvin over his attitude towards her. He may not like the situation, but he was wrong about her and she didn’t deserve to be treated poorly just because he didn’t like the way she’d come into our lives.
Chapter 10
Calvin
I felt a little guilty. I’ll admit it. I may not like the situation that Ryker put us in but that didn’t mean I had the right to treat her like an outsider. We were not brought up that way. We were brought up to treat women with respect and hospitality. Just because I suspected she may be here for less than noble reasons, I didn’t know for sure. For all I knew, she was a good woman and she’d genuinely fallen in love with my brother.
The fact that he’d given her an engagement ring so soon had sent me over the edge. And that rock had been huge. It must have set him back a fair amount of money. We were hardly poor people, we were quite well to do, in fact. Between the money left to us from their life insurance policies, the inheritance which had been substantial since our parents saved every penny and the ranch which was very profitable, we were living comfortably. But that was besides the point.
As much as my brother was a playboy, he was also a softy. I could see him falling for her and then being broken up when she left. Was it so bad that I wanted to protect him from that? I didn’t think so; it was part of my job as a big brother to look out for him. We may be adults, but that didn’t mean my duty was over.
“Calvin! We have an issue!” I looked towards the sound of the voice to see Kent come running up the dirt road from the milking barn.
“What’s the problem?” I didn’t waste a moment, meeting Kent at the halfway point.
“The machinery has seized up.”
“What?”
“Just come.” He turned and began to jog back down the path, with me in hot pursuit, easily overtaking the older man.
“Sir, so glad you’re here.” One of my general laborers wiped his brow, leaving a greasy streak across his forehead. “I’ve been trying to get the machines to work for over an hour.”
Entering the barn, I frowned. “Which one?” As I asked the question, I answered it for myself. The very first rotary machine was filled with twenty-four cows, all of which were waiting for their daily milking, but was not functioning. “Dammit, this is brand-new equipment.”
“Sorry, Sir.”
I shook my head, going to the control panel. “It’s not your fault. Things break. It’s just a piss off.” With a sigh, I got to work trying to get it back up and running.
~*~ TT ~*~
Nina
“Are you sure you’re not needed in the barn?” I asked as we walked hand-in-hand to the stables.
Ryker had gone to the barn earlier to find Calvin hard at work attempting to fix some machine that was broken. Calvin already hated me; I could tell that from our brief encounter that morning. I didn’t want him disliking me more because I was keeping Ryker from his duties.
“No, not at all. Calvin is the wiz at fixing the machinery. I’d be more of a hindrance than a help. Besides, we have an ample amount of staff. It makes Calvin feel better to be out working all day but it’s not necessary.”
“Why doesn’t he take time off.”
“Not sure. Between you and me, I suspect it’s because he’s still mourning his wife.”
I frowned. “What happened?”
“She passed away, rather suddenly, a couple of years back.”
“I’m so sorry.”
Reaching the stables, Ryker opened the stalls for two different horses. I didn’t know what breeds
they were; one was pure black and the other beige with a golden mane. “Just don’t bring it up with him, please. He’s pretty touchy on the subject of Allison.”
“Of course. I won’t bring it up at all. I just wondered.” What would it be like to lose the one you loved so much that you took vows to devote yourself to them for the rest of your life? Looking down at the ring Ryker had given me, I couldn’t imagine the pain. Spending your years wondering what could have been must be anguish. I’d cut him some slack for being grumpy and maybe try again once he’d gotten time to adjust to the idea of me being there.
“Good enough. If you have any questions, come to me first, please.”
“Okay.”
“I believe you said you haven’t ridden before, have you?”
“No. But I’m anxious to try,” I replied, smiling as I looked up into the eyes of the black one. “She’s beautiful.”
“That’s Beauty.”
“As in Black Beauty?”
Ryker laughed. “Yeah, I’m not exactly original when naming the horses and Calvin isn’t much better. Most only stay here until they’re old enough to be sold. Beauty’s special though so we kept her.”
She was so calm and docile, leaning into my hand as I petted her mane. “She sure is,” I agreed.
“Whose horse is she?”
“She’s yours if you want her.”
“Really?” I looked at Beauty with newfound appreciation. My very own horse. I’d have to take a picture of her later and send it to my mother. I’d already taken dozens of pictures of the ranch and grounds to send her.
“Of course. You just have to tell me what you want and it’s yours. I know you’re used to doing it all on your own and taking care of your mother, but you have me now to do that for you.”
Looking from Beauty to Ryker, my heart warmed seeing how genuine his expression seemed. To be honest, I’d shared my mother’s fears to a certain extent when I was contemplating coming to America. I wasn’t completely naïve, but I also wanted, no scratch that, needed a life where I could be and do anything. The chance I was taking was worth the protentional reward.
