April, Dani - Raven's Ranch (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme)

by April, Dani

  When she kissed down to his tight stomach, she reached for his belt and started fumbling with it, trying to unbuckle it in a hurry. As she worked with his pants, he was kicking off his boots.

  At last she got his cowboy belt loosened and opened the snap of his jeans. That bulge beneath the rough fabric of the jeans was trying to force its way out, and she thought it felt strong enough to rip right through if she did not relieve him of his pants soon.

  Slowly she lowered his zipper, paying careful attention as it passed over his erection underneath. His jeans completely undone, she reached up to his waist and began taking them down. He helped her.

  The boxers he wore were tented severely by his erection. She threw away his jeans and felt him beneath his boxers. He was moaning against her touch. Kissing back up his body, she got to his face. This time his mouth opened for hers and they came together in a wet kiss. Her hands were still on his cock beneath his boxers, and now she felt his hands as they roamed down her body, felt the small of her back above her thong and then ran over her butt. His finger played under her butt cheeks, going between her thighs.

  Before she looked away from their kiss and passionate embrace again, her hands had taken down his boxers to his knees and freed his cock to the humid night air of the trailer. The trailer was dark with the lights off and the newly appointed curtains closed, but when she looked down the length of his long nude body she wanted to gasp when she saw the extent of his erection.

  He was swollen to male perfection.

  “Take my bra off for me, baby,” she told him. “The clasp is in back.”

  It took him a while to get the hang of removing a woman’s bra, and while he frolicked with the clasp on her back she fisted his cock for him. Dear sweet God, his cock felt so good. It was hot and felt like fire, a ridged muscle that was like another appendage to his long nude body. As her bra clasp danced around in his fingers on her back she kissed her way down his neck and took one of his nipples in her mouth again. She was not making this easy for him. She tried biting him. He groaned. She bit harder.

  Finally her bra fell off of her body revealing her painfully erect nipples to him. He sat upright on the bed, and she fell onto his lap. One of her huge, red nipples just seemed to fall into his mouth and now it was her turn to moan as her sucked her. His tongue licked her and wetted her areola. She held him clamped down by his shoulder, wanted him to continue, wanted more of his touches.

  As he gave attention to her tits, she reached between their bodies and felt for her thong at her waist. She wiggled her hips across his tight abs, repositioning herself over him. One of her hands held his enormous cock, and the other lowered her thong panties down her legs, she finally got them over her knees and was able to kick them off her ankles.

  She fell back into his lap, her naked body squirming over his. Their mouths met in another feverish kiss, the sound of saliva cascading between open mouths filling the air of the dark trailer. Her hands were everywhere on his body as she kissed him, his chest, his stomach, his thighs. One hand came up beneath him to finger his balls, the other continuing to pump his hard erection.

  When the tip of his swollen cock grazed her pussy lips, a bolt of electricity surged through her that almost made her come. She was losing herself in him, attacking him with a pent-up longing for his beautiful body. She wanted to take him in her mouth and taste him, but wasn’t for sure if he could stand up against the sensation, and there was no way she was going to let him come yet, not until she’d had her greedy fill of his entire manhood.

  She was driving him crazy. His breathing was frenzied, as was hers, but he was starting to dry hump in her hand. He needed inside of her as badly as she wanted to take him inside of her.

  The small confines of her bunk bed were not working as well as she would have liked. They were pressed up against each other, moving against each other like animals in the night. But it was going to lead to an early climax with her inexperienced lover, and she had to take charge.

  She crawled out of his arms, letting go of his cock and allowing it to dangle between his outstretched thighs. She stood over him and bent to reposition him for sex.

  “Sorry my bed is so small,” she whispered in his ear as she pulled his feet onto the floor and got him positioned just right for her.

  Then she bent over him, her nipples flying in his face and taken back inside his hungry mouth once more. She pulled up a couple of pillows and sat them behind him on the bed.

  “Here, sweetheart, get comfortable,” she whispered to him. He couldn’t answer her because her swollen nipple was still in his mouth. His sucking on her oversensitive nipple was almost painful, and yet it felt so damn wonderful at the same time.

  She pushed him back, her nipple coming out of his mouth with an audible pop and a groan escaping from deep in her throat. His head fell back onto the pillows she had placed for him. Then she climbed back on top of him, hiking her leg over his lap. She took his cock back in her palm again and held it upright, pointing it toward her opening.

  As she spread her legs over him she realized she was so wet the juices were about to drip from her pussy, and her lips were so swollen with desire that they puckered out to welcome the huge cock she was about to feed them.

  They both groaned as she allowed his cockhead to run along her outer lips and gently spread them apart for entry. More electricity was shooting up her body at this touch. She was sweating from her need and felt like she would burst if she didn’t get him inside her.

  “Lay back and get ready,” she whispered in his ear as she positioned him. “I’m taking you for a ride, cowboy.”

  She sat down on top of him. Her open lips gladly accepting him inside of her. He was so long she could not fit all of him inside of her, so she had to stop her progress about half way down his muscle. She felt so full inside at his entrance, such a glorious pressure up in her womb. She lowered herself further, and he was pressing up against her cervix. She held herself upright over his chest. He was doing fine and not moving a muscle, his rock-hard body prone beneath hers.

  She settled herself over him, wanting to take her time, enjoying every inch of his penetration into her body. He was in her as far as she could take him, though he was so long there were still several inches she just could not fit up inside of herself.

  Pressing her hands against his chest, she levered herself up and then rocked back down against him. He gave a deep groan somewhere between a growl and a whimper. She arched her back and felt his cockhead plunge through her wet folds, pressing with force against her inner walls.

  Soon she developed a rhythm over him, her back arching and her body levering up and down, her hungry pussy lips accepting his erection deeper and deeper with each movement of her body. She felt like she was being impaled. It was a somewhat alarming feeling, but it was building her body to a crescendo, all her muscles tensing against it, her face contorting, her breath stalling in her chest, fighting against it, an out-of-control force that built from inside her pussy, spread along her thighs with warmth, and knotted the muscles of her belly. She rocked back and forth on her knees. Every time she came back down he filled her up more than he had the previous trip, and every time she sat back up she felt that wonderful feeling of his cock sliding inside the moisture of her folds. Down again, the sensation built higher. She could not have stopped it now even if she had wanted to.

  She fought it until she could not stand the pressure any longer, and then an intense orgasm racked her body, causing her to scream out into the night. The force of her muscle spasms caused her to arch her back over his plunging cock, and this caused more contractions and another one hit her with equal force, this last throwing her forward and on top of his hard chest.

  Somewhere far back in her now very confused mind she formed a thought that told her she probably should be worried about how loud she was screaming. Her other men were playing cards just outside and she didn’t want them to hear her. But that half-formed thought couldn’t get too far up to t
he surface before her passion-flooded mind shut down and she fell asleep in Chip’s arms.

  They lay naked in each other’s arms above the covers of Raven’s bed. It was an hour before sunrise, and outside the trailer, morning birds were starting to call to each other. Raven was still on top, her legs still spread over his body, and his now half-flaccid cock ran along her belly. She had fallen asleep with her head on his chest. When she awoke she felt exhausted from their sex but also felt completely satisfied.

  She looked down into his eyes. He was already awake, his hand gently running up and down her back. He had no trouble meeting her eyes this morning.

  “Good morning.” She smiled at him through half-closed lids.

  “Good morning.”

  She reached up and placed a kiss on his lips.

  “I don’t want to lose you.” He was holding her tight as if afraid that he was going to.

  “You won’t.”

  “If we lose the ranch we’ll lose each other.” It was not a question, but just a statement of fact.

  “Don’t worry, we’re not going to lose the ranch.” She tried to reassure him with another kiss.

  “I’m going to work real hard, and I know the other guys will, too,” he explained, “but that may not be enough. Every year we lose about ten to twenty percent of the herd.”

  She raised herself on an elbow and frowned down at him. That was a really high number. To lose that many cattle, no wonder the ranch owed everyone in the state money and was about to fold.

  “How do we lose them?” she asked.

  “On a ranch this large it’s pretty common to lose a few head. Cattle are spooked easily. There’s a thunderstorm or a rock slide in the mountains and they’ll start running. Some of them get separated from the rest of the herd and get lost. They never come back.”

  She ran her hands up his chest and across his shoulders. “I want us to be together. We’ll find a way to save the ranch so we can all live here together. I promise you.”

  But Raven was worried. There was a lot going on at the ranch that she did not understand, and she would have to make it a point to find out. At least she had five guys to help her out now.

  “Just work hard and do your best,” she told him. “That’s all you can do. The rest will take care of itself. And hey, at least you’re not a virgin anymore.” She laughed and nuzzled his chest.

  He rose up to her and gave her a long, wet kiss on the lips. She returned it with equal passion.

  “I hope I didn’t tire you out too much last night?”

  Chip laughed, stroking her face with his hand. “I’ve got more energy today than I’ve ever had in my whole life thanks to you, Raven.”

  Raven shared a last kiss with him then climbed off his body and from her bed. “Let me make you some coffee.”

  Chip followed her from the bed. “Thanks, Raven, but I’ve got to hurry or I’ll be late. I’m just going to grab a shower and then head off.” He smiled down at her as she was stepping into her panties. “You want to come down to the shower with me?”

  “I’d love to take a shower with you, but I think the other guys would be there and…”

  “You’re just not ready for all of us at once yet, are you?”

  “I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready for that, but we’ll see.”

  Chip got dressed. Raven put on her panties and T-shirt. At the door, when he was leaving, she gave him one last kiss good-bye. It felt good to know that he wasn’t really leaving her. He would still be nearby and on their land.

  “I loved our date,” he told her.

  “Me, too,” she said. “I finally found a guy who’s good at shopping.”

  He put his arms around her and looked down at her scantily clad body. “I hope I’m good at other things, too?”

  “You were terrific. Now go on out there and work hard, cowboy. We’ll do it again next week.”

  “I’ll be counting the seconds.”

  After Chip left her trailer Raven found she could not concentrate on anything important that morning. She had almost literally screwed her brain out against Chip’s cock last night, and her mind was in a haze.

  She made herself breakfast, and knew she was badly in need of a shower because she still smelled like the sex from the night before, but that would have to wait until after the sun came up and all her cowboys were safely out on the range. No sense tempting them needlessly with something she still wasn’t comfortable with—having sex with all five of them. Not yet.

  She took a seat behind her desk and ate her breakfast, trying to sort through the piles of paperwork. She hadn’t gotten enough time to work here in the office since arriving on the ranch. She now had a plan worked out to try and save the ranch. Her offer to screw all the ranch hands was a desperate plan and it might not work, but it was all she had. So far things were going well, but she would have to spend some of her time here in the office as well if she truly wanted to salvage things.

  Her trailer was the biggest in the lot and the only one with a back door. She opened the door and stared out at the long field behind her trailer covered with yellow prairie grass. Above, the deep purple sky of the dawn was a thousand miles away. What a beautiful spot this was, she thought as she sat there behind the desk and lazily ate her breakfast.

  She checked the work schedule that was hung over her desk. None of the ranch hands had the day off. She felt relieved. After her sex with Chip last night had turned so intense she didn’t know if her pussy could take another pounding from one of her horny ranch hands today.

  She spent half the morning setting up her new computer and establishing online accounts at several electronic cattle futures trading firms over the internet. Then she began setting up the ranch’s accounts in a spreadsheet. Just looking at the numbers, things looked pretty good. But Chip had said that they routinely lost ten to twenty percent of the herd before bringing them to market. That figure couldn’t stand or they would indeed lose the ranch. She wondered how her grandfather had ever run it so long with such dismal numbers.

  Computers and accounting were not a challenge to Raven, and she soon had her little office in complete order. The ranching angle of it was another story. She knew nothing about the day-to-day operations of the ranch, and resolved to change that as soon as she could.

  The Internet was a great place to start, and she spent the rest of that day locked inside her trailer and on the internet on her laptop reading online articles about ranching. Most of them were only high level, but at least she would have a little more knowledge and was determined to gain a lot more.

  As the day wore on and slowly turned to night, she became sleepy and decided getting to bed early would be the healthiest thing for her. Before she went off to bed she glanced up at the schedule for tomorrow. Bran had the day off tomorrow. Bran would be her next date.

  The giant awaited her.

  Chapter Twelve

  Early the next morning there was a hard knocking on her trailer’s front door. Raven was in a sound sleep, her dreams lusty as they always seemed to be now that she had five handsome men wanting to screw her brains out every day. Groggily, Raven plucked herself up out of sleep and focused on the knocking at her door. A quick check of the digital alarm clock at her bedside told her it was only four in the morning.

  Raven went to the door, still half asleep, wearing only her tiny T-shirt and panties. Bran was at the door. He wasn’t dressed as a cowboy today but wore gym shorts and a muscle shirt, his huge body well sculpted beneath his clothes.

  “Rise and shine, sleepyhead,” he told her, his normally deep voice sounding playful.

  Then she remembered this was Bran’s day.

  “Hey Bran, it’s pretty early,” she told him, not sure she liked being disturbed at this hour. But his body was so gorgeous under his gym clothes that maybe she didn’t mind that bad.

  “Raven, it’s four in the morning already. This isn’t early for the Lazy L.”

  She opened the door for him. “You’re not
a man to waste any time, are you? Do you want to come in?”

  “No, I was hoping you’d come out with me.” He noticed her skimpy attire then. His eyes caressing her body with their stare, he cleared his throat. “I’ll take you down to the showers, and then I’ve got a day planned for us.”

  Raven hesitated.

  “Don’t worry about the other guys being around,” he reassured her. “I have certain advantages being the biggest and strongest guy on the ranch. I cleared the other guys out about an hour ago. They’re all gone for the day. Nobody’s going to bother you.”

  “Except you.” She arched an eyebrow at him.

  “I’m not going to bother you either. The idea of having sex in that cramped shower isn’t exactly my cup of tea. If and when you and I ever hook up, I’ll make sure it’s in a more romantic place.”

  Raven believed the words of the big man standing in her doorway. She also realized that she was already half naked before him and he seemed to be behaving as a gentleman.

  “Just let me grab my things,” she told him. “I’ll just be a minute.”

  “I’ll wait for you down at the showers. I’ll guard the entrance so no ornery cowhand gets any ideas about coming inside and spying on my fair lady.”

  Raven laughed and went to get her towels, deodorant, toothbrush, and the rest of her things she had to lug down to the showers each morning.

  “Also, if you have a bathing suit or something comparable, pack it along with you. I’m taking us to a place today where we’ll get to do some swimming. I hope that’s okay?”

  “Sure. I love to swim,” Raven yelled to him from the back of the trailer. “I just got a new swimsuit the other day. This’ll be my first chance to test it out.”

  She decided she would dress slightly different today. Instead of her usual jeans she picked out a short denim skirt and a pink tank top to go with it. She even selected a cheap but rather pretty bracelet and necklace. Beneath the outfit the new red bikini would serve as underwear. After a brief debate with herself and much staring in the mirror she decided her cowgirl boots would go nicely with the skirt and actually made her look very sexy. At least she hoped she looked sexy, and now that she had men interested in her body, she was feeling sexier all the time.