“No, Char,” Shane snapped. “This is the last time we are doing this over Skype, and I want you so much that I’m even jealous of your vibrator tonight. Use your fingers instead. I want to see you lick yourself off them when you’re all done.”
I dropped the vibrator back down on the bed and spread my legs a little bit wider before running my fingers up my thighs. I heard the sound of Shane undoing his zipper, and my eyes popped open so I wouldn’t miss a thing. I knew I wasn’t going to last very long. I was already on a razor-sharp edge. The slightest touch was bound to send me over.
I watched as his cock sprang free from his pants, thrilled to know that he had gone commando all day even while he had been all dressed up for me. I watched him grip his cock tight at the base and realized that he was right there on the edge with me, and I desperately wanted to push him over as fast as I possibly could. There wasn’t anything hotter in this world than watching Shane as he came.
“Mmmmmm, I wish this was your cock,” I murmured as I plunged two fingers inside my pussy.
“Fuck, so do I,” Shane groaned as his hand stroked up and down.
“You’d be so deep inside me right now, filling me up and driving in and out.”
His eyes clenched shut at my words as he tried to hold his climax back.
“Look at me, baby. Watch me while I pretend it’s you inside me right now. I’m so close already. I want you so much.”
His eyes flashed darkly as he opened them. “Come for me now,” he demanded. “Now, Char.”
I added another finger and slammed them inside, using my other hand to rub my clit. I heard Shane’s groan and the sound of him so close sent me over the edge.
“Shane,” I whimpered.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmured. “And all mine.”
“Yours,” I agreed.
“Feeling better?” he asked smugly, a cocky grin spreading across his gorgeous face.
“Yeah. I think I can make it until tomorrow now.”
“Good girl. You come find me as soon as you’re free, okay?”
“Mmmkay,” I sighed.
“Go to sleep, Char. I’ll see you tomorrow,” I heard him say as I drifted off to sleep.
chapter 3
shane
I woke up refreshed this morning, more prepared to face the day than I had been in the last four years. Knowing that Charlotte was just across town at her parents’ eased something inside me, a tension that had stayed with me while she’d been away at school. I’d never really wanted to admit to it, not even to myself, but there had been this fear within me that she wouldn't come home. That she would decide that there was more out there for her to explore and that I'd be left with a decision to make about what to do next. Deciding to wait for her while she went to school had been easy for me. It wasn’t like there was anyone else I wanted to be with but Charlotte. But if she had decided that she wanted something other than life in my hometown, I wasn’t sure what I would have done.
My plan had always been to work on my dad's farm with the horses and take over when he was ready to retire. It was the only thing I knew and I loved doing it. Plus, if I didn't stay here, then there wasn't anyone else who could work it when he was done. I was their only child, so it was me or nothing. I'd grown up fully expecting to raise my own children on this land, and the idea of the farm passing outside of the family after being ours for so many years was something I just didn't think I could accept. Not even for Charlotte.
Luckily, I didn't have to worry about that anymore. She was home, right where she belonged, and now we could plan our future together. Pretty soon I was going to be able to wake up with her in bed next to me. I didn't know how the hell I was ever going to get my morning chores done on time when that happened. Just the thought of having her here with me made my morning wood rock hard.
As I jumped out of bed to head to the shower, I thanked my lucky stars that my move to the apartment above the garage afforded me some privacy. I wasn't going to stay here forever since my dad had already deeded me some property to build on, but it sure came in handy at times like this when I knew there was no way in hell my cock was going to go down any time soon. Jacking off in the shower in my parents’ house when I was a teenager was one thing. Doing it as a grown-ass man just wasn't right. Plus, I could sleep naked without worrying about my mom barging into my room in the mornings.
I flipped the shower on to get it nice and steamy while brushing my teeth. It had been a hectic couple of days with the trip down for Char's graduation. I figured I should probably squeeze in a shave if I was going to see her today, but I knew it made her even hotter when I had a bit of scruff. And seeing the marks it left behind on her skin drove me crazy. That was reason enough for me to skip shaving today.
I stepped into the shower and couldn’t help the smile that crossed my face upon seeing Charlotte’s favorite shower products in there. My mom was one hell of a smart woman. She must have grabbed them for me, knowing that I’d do everything I could to get her to move in with me this summer. I flipped open the cap on the body wash and breathed in the smell of cotton candy that always clung to Charlotte. It made me think of nibbling and biting her skin and leaving a trail behind that marked my possession of her body.
I squirted some of the body wash onto my hand before wrapping it around my hardened cock. The steam from the shower made the scent swirl around me, helping me picture Charlotte there with me—on her knees with her hair wrapped in my fists as I pummeled in and out of her mouth. She knew exactly how to torture me with blowjobs after so many years together.
I rested one hand on the shower wall for balance as my head dropped backwards. Eyes closed, I could picture her sucking me off so easily. My fist slipped up and down my shaft, her body wash making it slick. It was almost like her mouth would feel, making it even easier to imagine that it was her blowing me instead of my hand jacking me off.
I wanted to take my time and make it last, so I moved as slowly as I could. If she were here right now, her nipples would graze against my legs as she bobbed back and forth on my cock. I’d be able to hold myself still inside her mouth as she swirled her tongue over the slit in my cock to taste the pre-cum that I rubbed with my thumb.
Shit, it didn’t matter how slow I went. I could already feel the telltale tingling in my balls and my feet started to clench on the tile floor. If I had wanted it to last, I shouldn’t have pictured Charlotte’s lips wrapped around my dick with her green eyes staring up at me with desire. Eyes filled with longing, knowing that as soon as I shot my load deep into her throat I’d return the favor by eating her pussy until I made her squirm.
And that last thought—the thought of the taste of her against my tongue—tossed my control out the window. My hips started pumping, driving my cock into my fist as I raced towards my climax. There was no thought of drawing this out anymore, just of completion as my balls drew tight against my body before my cock exploded against the shower wall. My chest heaved and my heart pounded, but I still wasn’t fully satisfied. Not even after having watched her come for me last night. Nothing would take away this hunger that burned in me until I could get my girl under me over and over again. It had been too long since I had been able to sink deep inside her.
I finished up my shower as quickly as I could, spurred into action by the thought that the sooner I finished what needed to be done today, the sooner I could see Charlotte. As I headed out the door, I sent her a quick text giving her my schedule for the day and making sure she knew that she had better plan on being with me tonight. Because there was no way in hell I was taking no for an answer.
chapter 4
charlotte
I slept in really late, an unusual occurrence around our house. I figured my mama was giving me a couple of days to adjust to being home from school. How she managed to keep the rugrats out of my room, I had no idea.
I grabbed my phone off my nightstand and found a bossy text from Shane about how I should plan to spend my evening. I never t
hought I’d end up with someone so domineering. He was the exact opposite of my daddy, who pretty much let my mama get away with just about anything she wanted. She had him wrapped around her little finger, and I always figured that I’d end up with the same type of man in my life. Someone who catered to my every whim.
Not that I didn’t know how to get what I wanted from Shane most of the time. Which was probably mostly due to the fact that we usually wanted the same things. Besides which, I found bossiness downright sexy on him. There was just something about knowing that I could trust him completely and hand over the reins that made me love him even more.
But today he was due for a surprise because there was no way in hell I was willing to wait until the end of the day to see him. Not after our call last night. Sure, I’d been able to climax on my own with some help from him. But it just wasn’t the same as having him inside me, and I’d waited long enough. So it was time to plan a sneak attack. Something he wouldn’t see coming.
I glanced at the clock and did some quick calculations in my head. Odds were that I had just enough time to get ready, prepare a picnic, and head out to meet him when he was ready for lunch. Only it wouldn’t be just food on the menu.
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“Well aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes,” Shane drawled out as I drove the Kawasaki Mule up to the pasture he was working in this morning.
I’d chosen to wear a green sundress today, one of his favorite colors on me. I had paired it with brown boots and pulled my hair into a braid that trailed down one side. I also hadn’t worn any panties, which Shane was going to find out about before I left to go home.
“I certainly hope so,” I teased as I twirled around in front of him.
“Pretty as can be,” he replied before he wiped his brow with the red bandana he carried in his jeans pocket when he worked. The sun gleamed in his dark hair, and his shirt clung to his chest. Add in the stubble on his chin and he looked sexy as hell.
I stuck my ass out as I leaned into the Mule to grab the picnic basket and blanket. I could practically feel his eyes boring into me, just like I wanted.
“I brought you lunch,” I said, handing him the basket. “Hope you don’t mind if I stay though.”
“Char, I never mind spending extra time with you. Ever,” he murmured before leaning over to give me a kiss. “If you decided to bring me lunch every single damn day, I’d be the happiest guy in town.”
My heart melted at his words. How could I not love this guy? Surely having him in my life was worth whatever crap I’d have to take from the local beauty queen brigade.
I laid the blanket out on the grass at the bottom of a hill, and Shane opened up the basket and started pulling out our lunch. I hadn’t really packed anything special for us to eat, just sandwiches, chips, and cookies. Lunch was secondary to my main goal in coming out here, so I didn’t really care what we ate.
We sat across from each other on the blanket and finished off the food pretty quickly. Shane was always hungry, especially when he was working outside. It felt nice to be the one to feed him.
As soon as we’d cleaned up the mess, I pulled him back down with me. “Can you stay for a little bit longer?”
“Sure,” he murmured as he leaned back, pulling me with him.
I twisted in his arms so that I lay on top of his body. There wasn’t a soul around. It was just the two of us out here all by ourselves. Perfect.
“Shane,” I whispered before kissing his across his jaw and placing a gentle kiss on his mouth.
“Char,” he whispered back, a smile tilting his lips in the corner. His eyes were closed as he enjoyed the quiet moment between us.
“I love you so much.” I couldn’t help the words that rushed out. My heart was bursting at the seams.
“It’s a good thing, sugar. ‘Cause I love you too and I’ve finally got you right where I want you.”
My heart jolted at his response, a lump forming in my throat. I felt so incredibly guilty for not talking to him about my fears and second thoughts about moving back home. But no matter what the future brought, I wanted to enjoy this one perfect moment in time with Shane.
“I need you,” I whispered against his lips, my hand moving down his body to cup his quickly hardening length.
He opened his eyes and looked at me, desire burning in their dark depths. “I always need you, Char.”
I quickly unbuckled his belt, popped the button on his jeans, and pulled down the zipper. I’d been thinking about this moment since I woke up this morning, so I didn’t hesitate as I grabbed the base of his cock and slid down its length. A look of shock crossed Shane’s face before he clenched his jaw and groaned.
It had been so long since I’d felt him hard and hot inside me, stretching me bit by bit. I heaved a sigh as I savored the feel of Shane’s cock deep in me.
“Fuck,” he muttered in a raspy voice. His fingers curled into my hips as he guided me lower. “Tell me that feels as good for you as it does for me.”
“I can’t even begin to describe it,” I gasped, rocking my hips down to bring him farther into me.
I wanted more of him, needed every single inch buried inside me. I lifted myself back up to repeat the action, but he grabbed my waist and pulled me down again.
“Need more,” he rasped out as we start moving in rhythm. As quickly as I would lift my hips, his hands would lower me back down.
“Shane,” I whimpered as he kissed me everywhere he could reach. Across my cheeks, down my neck, along my collarbone, and near the edge of my bodice. He nudged both straps off my shoulders so that my sundress gaped open, revealing my bare breasts.
“Mine,” he growled before he licked my nipples. I felt his fingers digging into my skin as we began to move faster against each other. He laved each breast and softly bit into my skin, leaving a slight sting behind as he released it.
“Yours,” I agreed, tangling my hands in his hair and pulling his head so that I could stare into his eyes as I moved.
“God, Charlotte! You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said in a sex-roughened voice that sent chills up my spine.
I leaned down to kiss him, needing the taste of him in my mouth as he took over our motions, rocking his hips up and pulling me down at the same time. I could feel the strength of his muscles underneath me as he controlled me even while I was in a supposed position of power.
“Harder. Please, Shane,” I begged.
“Tell me you love me,” he demanded.
“Shane,” I whimpered.
He held his hips still for a moment. “Say it and I’ll give you exactly what you want. What you need,” he rasped.
“I love you,” I moaned, rocking my hips, trying to keep him deep inside.
“That’s my girl,” he whispered before grabbing my hips harder and filling me completely. Giving me what I needed to send me over the edge.
Waves of pleasure poured over my body. “Shane!” I screamed.
“I love you, Char,” I heard him murmur before he crushed his lips against mine. His mouth was demanding as he surged inside one last time before climaxing.
My body collapsed against his as though I had been drained of every last ounce of energy. A smile lit across my face as I listened to the sound of his heart beating wildly under my cheek. Moments like this were exactly why I needed to stay in town. I couldn’t imagine ever feeling this close to anyone else in the entire world. Being with Shane had to be worth the moments of doubt I had about where I fit in in this tiny town.
“What time are you coming over to my place tonight?” he asked huskily. “I think I owe you something special after your little surprise.”
“I’m not sure yet if I can make it over. It depends on how much help Daddy needs at the bar.”
“Shit, Char. It’s your first night back. Can’t you take a little time off to enjoy being home?” he complained.
“I’ll do my best to make it an early night,” I promised, not knowing that the week was going to fly by with my helping o
ut at the bar for my daddy and at home for my mama when three of my siblings came down with a bug all at the same time.
chapter 5
shane
A week going by with hardly being able to see Charlotte after she’d finally come back home was something I could barely tolerate. I understood that she had family obligations, but I wanted her first responsibility to be to me. And there was only one way to make that happen. I needed to make her my wife.
My parents had known for months that I planned to ask Charlotte to marry me. I’d worked with my dad to pick out the land where I would build our home. My mom had gone with me to the jewelry store to help me pick out a ring. But I hadn’t talked to Char’s father yet, and I needed to ask for his permission before I could pop the question. He wasn’t the type of man who would take my asking her without first approaching him very lightly. So I had called him to ask if I could meet up with him while Charlotte was watching over the bar tonight.
I didn’t think I had been this nervous since my first date with her when I arrived at her home to find him waiting on the porch, sitting in a rocking chair with a shotgun sitting across his lap. He’d told me that they hadn’t lived in town long enough to have heard any good things about me, but he hadn’t heard anything bad either. That he was trusting me with his baby girl, and he fully expected me to honor that trust. When he asked me back then if I was going to treat Charlotte with respect, I’d answered him honestly when I said yes.
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