I get on Peach's back and guide her to his side. "You're wrong there. It only gets bad when they canter for the very first time." I grin at him and click my tongue. Both horses start to walk. They are taking it slow, waiting for my signal to trot, but before I can give that signal, Steve approaches us. He carries a small pillow and holds it out for Delsin. "Here. You better use this if it's your first time."
Delsin looks confused. "Why?"
"Because you're going to feel as if your balls are falling off in a bit, believe me," Steve replies, causing me to giggle.
"I think I can live with that," Delsin says with a shrug.
"Okay. Ready?" I ask, taking the pillow from Steve.
Delsin nods.
I click my tongue again, and both Rooster and Peach start their trot. Delsin groans, yelps and gasps alternately, as his package is being pressed against the saddle over and over again.
I get Peach to stop and then I grab Rooster's reins. Looking at Delsin with a mixture of worry and amusement, I ask: "Would you rather have the pillow now?"
"Yes," he squeals and takes it from me. He quickly pushes it between his legs. "I think we'll remember for a while what happened today."
I lean over and kiss him on the stubbly cheek. "Wimp!"
He utters a forced laugh. "It hurts like hell. You wouldn't know."
"That's why Steve wanted to give you the pillow. Now stop acting like a girl and let's go for a ride," I chide him playfully.
Delsin looks at me with a pained expression, but he nods.
I give the horses the signal once again, and we ride along the paths of the farm property.
Delsin holds on to the reins while Rooster carries him across the fields and meadows. His insecurity is plain to see, but he said he wanted to try it. He seems to become more confident after a while, which relaxes me in turn, because that means I don't have to worry about Rooster bucking and seeing what he may get away with.
"Are you ready for a canter now?" I ask after another while.
Delsin looks at me warily. "I guess so."
"Okay. Then hold on tight." I give Rooster a slap on his behind, and he starts cantering. I follow him on Peach, while Delsin lays low and hugs Rooster's neck.
"Ho," I drawl, causing both horses to slow down and stop eventually. Then I get down and gesture for Delsin to do the same. He jumps down from Rooster's back and announces: "That wasn't too bad, was it?"
I laugh and grab the reins, leading the horses to the brook, which runs by here, too. Then I sit down in the grass. "You did well for a first-timer, yes."
He sticks out his tongue and plops down next to me. "My balls will be sore for a week," he grumbles.
I burst into laughter. "At least you're going to remember your first ride for a while then."
He leans in close and his lips brush my ear. "I can show you a ride you will remember."
Goosebumps spread over my skin like wildfire. "I'd like to experience that, but remember that I'm expecting something more from you before ... we're going to have sex again."
Delsin utters an exasperated sigh. "What do you want from me?"
"Go out with me tonight. Let's go dancing."
"I can't dance," he admits. "Well, I might get away when it's slow dancing, but I suck at everything else."
"Slow dance is nice, but at the bar all you have to do is nod your head to the rhythm. We could take along Hailey, Thally and Steve. That'll be more fun," I say.
"An evening out with friends?" he asks.
"Yes, though Ave is missing. I hope I'll be able to see him again before the break is over."
"If you want me to, I can arrange for my dad to bring Ave here."
"That would be awesome, but I don't want to force all my friends on my parents. That would be asking a little too much of them," I say half-heartedly.
"Ave could stay at my dad's place. I could go and stay there, too, if you promised me you'd visit me at least once a day," Delsin grins and caresses my side.
"I wouldn't come every day ..."
Delsin cocks his head to the side and looks at me with a puzzled expression.
"I would come to stay, because it would be cooler than here with mom and Buck," I giggle.
Delsin lies back and pulls me closer. I lay my head on his arm and look up into the sky. "I'm all antsy because I want to know what my dad is going to say. I want to study here, but I expect them to send me back to Miami," I muse.
"Would it be so bad to go back to Coral Gables?" he asks softly. "I mean, your friends are all there, and we would distract you from being homesick."
I shrug my shoulders. "I realized that I don't belong there. It's beautiful, no doubt about it, but I didn't really make any new friends. Ave is really the only friend I found there. I even knew Thalia before, though not as well as I do now." I turn on my side, put one leg over his and look at him.
"I found you, and that made it a special year for me," he murmurs.
"I don't believe you," I smirk.
"Why not? I'm telling you the truth, nothing but the truth," he grins.
"Because ... because," I giggle.
Delsin raises his head and kisses my cheek. "It is the naked truth. When I kissed you for the very first time, I fell head over heels in love with you, Caramel."
I close my eyes. "I am still afraid that it will destroy me in the end. When it ends, I mean," I whisper.
"Then we'll simply see that it doesn't end. I know that I am a complicated dude who is often surrounded by annoying girls, but I swear you're the only one I want to have near me in the future."
I open my eyes and look straight into his dark green ones. "Do you love me, or is it more of a crush?"
"I think that at this point in time, we'd still have to call it falling in love, because it is simply too soon to speak of undying love. But I know that I don't want to lose you, because you are special and unique, and because you gave meaning to my fucked-up life," he says honestly.
"Do we still have the rule that I have to ask you to kiss me, if I want you to kiss me?" I ask softly.
Delsin nods slowly.
"Please kiss me," I breathe against his lips, and he kisses me in a heartbeat. Delsin pulls me closer, pulls me on top of him, and kisses me tenderly. His lips caress mine, before he nibbles my lower lip and lets the tip of his tongue glide across it.
I let out a soft sigh and prod his tongue with mine, before we let them meet in a long and passionate French kiss. His hands explore every inch of my body, slip beneath my shirt and pull down the cups of my bra. Delsin puts his fingers around my nipples and gives them a little tug.
I hold his face in my hands, caress his cheeks and then end the kiss.
Delsin does not pull his hands out from under my shirt. "It's time for the ride you're going to remember," he grins.
I swallow and look at him with wide eyes. "Right here?"
He gives a curt nod. "We've been riding for more than an hour, so we should be far enough from the house," he reckons.
"Delsin, I ... I don't want to do this now," I whisper. "I want to be close to you, but I don't want to have sex."
A sigh escapes him. "Okay."
"You're mad at me," I venture.
"No. I only would have liked to feel you."
"You're feeling me. I'm right here," I say.
"That's not the same. I wanted to be closer, wanted to really feel you, your skin on mine," Delsin tries to explain.
I kiss him on the lips. "Well ... I did bring blankets, so why don't we ride to the old barn, get cozy in there and see what happens?" I breathe kisses onto his lips and the corners of his mouth while I say that.
"I don't want you to feel obliged or anything."
"I don't. I want to have sex, you know," I smile. "But not here, where I can't stop thinking about a charge of buckshot aimed at my ... um, behind."
He laughs. "It would be aimed at my behind, not yours."
Then he lets me slide off him and we both get up. "Do you really want to go
play hide and seek in the barn, or head home?"
"I want to head home, I guess," I admit shyly.
"Okay." He offers me a wry smile and walks with me to the horses. We climb their backs and ride back to the stables.
***
We stumble into the house and up the stairs, lost in our kisses. Mom and Buck don't seem to be around. Delsin pushes me into his room. It's the guest bedroom, with high windows that look out on the yard behind the house. As soon as the door closes behind us, Delsin has taken off my shirt and thrown it into a corner. Then he opens the fly of my jeans. When I stand before him in my underwear, he starts undressing. Every time he has taken something off, he kisses me. Then he pushes me over to the bed, turns around and lets himself sink down on it, pulling me along and on top of him. His arms reach around and open the clasp of my bra, pulls the straps from my shoulders. Before he can move to sit up, I push him down again.
Wide-eyed, he looks at me. "What is it now?"
"I want to be in control for a change," I smile and trail kisses across his chest. The tip of my tongue circles his nipple, which is pierced. I've never noticed until now.
Delsin utters a moan of arousal and drags his fingers through my hair. I move downwards, towards the thin line of dark hair that disappears into his shorts.
"What are you doing, Caramel?" he asks in a halting voice.
"I want to give you pleasure, too, the way you have given me," I say softly against his skin.
Delsin freezes, but I can feel his erection nudge between my breasts. I look up at him. He whispers: "You'll stop when I tell you to, okay?"
I nod slowly and pull down his boxers.
"So much for the ride," he chuckles.
My lips move along his thighs, until they reach his erect member. I kiss it tentatively and then touch it with the tip of my tongue. He moans softly and buries his hand in my hair. He all but directs me to his cock. I take him slowly into my mouth, letting the tip push upward, taking care not to graze him with my teeth. Delsin's next moan is more sonorous. He guides me, shows me the way he likes it, and I'm glad, for I wouldn't know what to do at all. At some point he begins to put more pressure on my head, trying to make it move faster, but then he pushes me away with a gasp. "I'm going to come right into your mouth if you don't stop," he answers my confused look.
When his hands let go of my hair, I can still taste the salty drop of pre-come on my tongue. I take off my panties and scoot on top of him again.
"I'm not going to last much longer, Caramel," he says softly, almost apologetically.
"Doesn't matter," I reply with a smile. I straddle him and lower myself over his penis.
He puts a hand around it and guides it towards my opening. Then he pulls me down on top of him. We both emit loud moans when he enters me, fills me. I begin to move, cautiously at first because I am afraid I might hurt him. I make my pelvis rotate, then tilt it, make it rotate again. I brace myself with my hands on his chest as I ride him, but he pulls me down to kiss me passionately. Our tongues meet in a sensuously sweet dance that turns into a battle for the upper hand. He thrusts upward, which causes me to moan into his mouth. Then I brace myself again and sit upright. He puts his hands on my breasts and tugs at my nipples, which sends lightning bolts through my womb. It's obvious that he wants me to come, too. His left hand finds my folds, finds my clit, and rubs it frantically, while his own moans grow louder. Delsin does not hold back at all anymore, and neither do I.
I close my eyes when the now-familiar heat rises from my center and sends me flying. At the same moment, Delsin thrusts upward one more time and empties himself inside me. I lie down on top of him, close my eyes and wait for my breath to calm down again. Delsin places his hands on my back and kisses the crown of my head.
We snuggle close while both wait for our breathing to normalize, enjoying the calm after the frantic lovemaking and the heaviness that invades our limbs. I fall asleep on top of him.
Chapter 12
After we rested, showered and changed our clothes, I called Thally. She is going to join us at the bar tonight. I talked to Steve and Hailey, too, and they're also coming, of course. I feel bad about having spent so little time with Hailey since she arrived. Well, she brought along Delsin. And well, we'll change that tonight.
In the meantime, Delsin and I have been sitting on the porch swing for a while, waiting for the two of them. Thally will come directly to the bar, so I have offered to be the driver for Delsin, Steve and Hailey. My convertible is the most spacious anyway.
"I'd like to test-drive your car, if you let me," Delsin says. I am sitting on his lap while he gently rocks the swing. We've been sitting like that for at least twenty minutes now.
"I'm not sure I can trust you with my baby," I tease him.
"I'm going to take good care of your baby. Am I not taking good care of my sweet Caramel?"
I look into his eyes and see truth in them. "Okay. You can drive there, and I'll drive back," I offer. "Then I can sit in the backseat with Hailey and chat."
His eyes widen in theatrical shock. "Please no more women's talk that’s bound to make me want to swallow estrogen pills, okay?" he makes it sound like a desperate plea.
I laugh and throw my head back. "Promise. I won't be talking about any of that."
"Thank you." He presses a kiss to my cheeks and leans back. Delsin is wearing dark denim jeans and a black shirt that highlights his muscles nicely. I on the other hand am wearing the same thin denim skirt as before, a top with an unbuttoned blouse on top, and my Stetson. Delsin has left his hat inside and combed his bangs into his face. He is looking rather hip and I like that. His perfume smells heavenly, too, so right now I would be content with sitting here all night.
I bury my face in the crook of his neck and take a deep breath.
"What is it, Caramel?"
"Nothing. I simply love your scent."
His laughter vibrates in his chest and tickles my cheek. "I like yours, too, but your taste is even better," he says softly.
This makes me blush once again, and so I merely nod shyly.
"You shouldn't feel ashamed of having sex, Camille," he murmurs and kisses my forehead.
"We're ready if you are," Hailey's voice comes from behind us suddenly. "Whose car?"
"Camille's," Delsin announces.
I get up when Steve steps out of the house, too, and hand my car keys to Delsin.
"Wow. Are you aware it's a miracle she lets you drive? So far, only Avery was allowed to drive her car, apart from herself," Hailey blurts and runs ahead. "I'll sit up front!"
"Hailey, wait. I'd like to sit in the back with you and chat," I call after her.
She turns around. "Only if you let me sit on the backrest," she grins.
"If you take your shoes off. I don't want any stains on the leather," I barter.
"Okay." She climbs in and takes off her shoes, sitting down on the backrest happily.
I get in after her and sit down in the backseat. Delsin hands me my handbag, which I forgot because I was chasing Hailey.
The men sit in the front seats and I put my arms around Delsin's neck from behind. After he has adjusted the seat and mirrors, he starts the engine and steps on the gas.
***
Fifteen minutes later, we reach the bar. Hailey has a fake ID, too, ever since she started college. We get in without any problem and find a table in a secluded corner. Thally comes in a short time later and joins us. She is wearing a denim skirt, blouse and cowboy boots, too. Hailey is the only one in pants and high heels. We sit down and Delsin studies the menu. I sit next to him, the girls are opposite us, and Steve is at the bar, ordering drinks.
"You know you cannot drink alcohol when you want to drive home later, don't you," Delsin murmurs.
I nod. "I don't plan on getting drunk."
"Okay." He smiles at me.
"And are you a couple again, or is this an affair, or what?" Thally asks, wearing a skeptical expression on her face.
We loo
k at her. "We're on the way to becoming an item again," I decide.
"I see," she smiles.
"I don't care what they are. I want to have fun tonight," Hailey yells, rocking from side to side to the music.
Both my and Thally's eyebrows shoot up at her obvious antsiness.
"What's up with you?" I ask, curious.
"I have spent a few days on your farm now, and I've been trying hard to catch Steve's attention, but nothing happened. So I want to have fun tonight," Hailey explains.
"Stop. You wanted to pick up Steve?" I ask to make sure I understood her correctly.
"Yes. He is good-looking, a cowboy ... a real man. But he isn't the least bit interested in me," she explains her frustration.
"That is because the love of his life left him not that long ago. You might get a one-night-stand out of him, but I don't think that that is his style," I tell her.
Thally clears her throat in an ostentatious manner. We look at her and she nods to the side. Steve is approaching the table with an armload of beer glasses, which he sets down on the table.
"I'll go get myself a Coke," I announce and get up.
"Coke is coming, but I couldn't carry it, so the waitress will bring it to the table," Steve stops me. Then he sits down on the chair at the head of the table.
"Oh." Delsin pulls me close again and puts an arm around me. I snuggle close.
"God, your public display of affection is gross," Hailey gripes.
I look at her, puzzled.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm serious," she defends herself.
"Sorry for enjoying the warmth of his body. I will refrain from snuggling from now on." My Coke arrives and we all raise our glasses and say cheers. I take a large sip and then I get up again: "I'm taking over the dance floor now."
After Delsin has let me pass, Hailey and Thally jump up and follow me. We stroll over to the small dance floor and start skipping and bouncing to the music. We move our hips and have a great time. It doesn't take long before two men are dancing next to us. They have obviously set their eyes on Hailey and Thally. My own moves are more reserved than theirs, and I can feel Delsin's eyes on me. He would not like it if I danced with other guys but not him. When I turn, I suddenly freeze.
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