216 Rancher Way

by Olivia T. Turner

  I kiss her hard with all of the passion and desire that I’m feeling for her. Her lips are soft, her mouth is so warm. I could kiss her for hours.

  She takes my hand and puts it on her breast. I massage it as my cock hardens, drawing moans from her lips that I hungrily swallow down.

  I need her so badly. I have to fight the intense urge to shred her clothes to pieces and sink my cock deep inside her.

  I have to stay civil. I have to keep control but it’s hard. Every time we do this, I feel my control slipping. I just want to claim every inch of her.

  It takes everything I have to keep myself restrained.

  I’m breathing heavily and achingly hard as she pulls away and skips out of the alley with a devilish smile on her face. There’s a fire in her eyes as she hooks her finger, urging me to follow her.

  “Come. Buy me some ice cream.”

  Like I’m in a trance, I follow her out, dazed, in love, and wondering what the hell is happening.

  Chapter Six

  Daisy

  “What kind of ice cream would you like on your cone?” the friendly attendant asks Butch.

  “Chocolate cookie dough,” he grunts. He glances at me and then quickly turns back to her. “Please.”

  I hide my laugh behind my big chocolate chip ice cream cone. He’s trying. It’s cute.

  “How was that?” he asks when she leaves to fill up the cone.

  “Only you can sound pissed off when ordering a chocolate cookie dough ice cream cone,” I say with a chuckle.

  He grins, but it fades when he watches me lick my ice cream. He has a ravenous look in his eyes as he watches my mouth. Either he’s really hungry for his ice cream, or he’s really hungry for something else.

  She returns with his ice cream and we set off down the boardwalk after he pays and leaves her a big tip.

  Our hands find each other and our fingers slide into a comfortable grip as we walk.

  I’m beginning to fall for him.

  That’s not true. I’m already falling. No parachute. Arms flailing. Totally, utterly, doomed.

  “That was good,” he says when he tosses his cone into a garbage.

  “You threw out the best part!” I say with a gasp. “You have to eat the cone!”

  “I didn’t know you could eat that,” he says as he looks at me funny. “Isn’t it made of cardboard or something?”

  “Probably, but it’s still delicious.”

  I start chomping on my cone as I look at him funny. How horrible was this man’s childhood if he didn’t even know you could eat an ice cream cone?

  “See what happens when you enter the human world?” I ask as we lean against the railing and look out at the dark ocean. “We have amazing things like ice cream and Ferris wheels.”

  “And amazing girls like you.”

  Awww.

  “I’m serious, Daisy. If I knew a girl like you was out here, I’d have been scavenging the town every waking hour.”

  “You have a little…” I lean in and step on my toes as I get closer to his mouth. I wipe the little bit of ice cream off his stubble, but really, I’m just tempting him to kiss me.

  He takes the bait.

  I moan as his cold tongue slides against mine and I feel his big strong arms wrap possessively around me. I like being held by him and I love being kissed by him.

  “Can I be honest with you?” he asks when he pulls away. My heart is thumping in my chest and I’m barely able to stand on my jelly legs.

  I need to get this guy alone. I need to explore every tantalizing inch of him. Quickly.

  “You can always be honest with me, Butch.” I’m throbbing down there. The aching is unbearable. The way he looks at me… holy guacamole, he can obliterate me with those blue eyes.

  “You’re the first girl I’ve ever kissed.”

  My mouth falls open. I can’t help it. Did I just hear that right?

  It sounded like he said that I was the first girl this gorgeous, desirable, tempting, alluring, devilishly sexy alpha male has ever kissed.

  “You look shocked,” he says as his arms drop away from me. “I know it’s embarrassing.”

  I grab his arms and put them back on me where they belong. “It’s not. It’s sweet. It’s endearing. I love that I’m the first one.”

  “I just never thought I’d know how to handle a woman,” he says, looking even sexier at his most vulnerable. “My dad never had one around and I was afraid I’d screw it up.”

  “You’re not screwing anything up,” I tell him honestly. “You’re doing very very well.”

  “You don’t think I’m a freak?”

  “Oh, you’re definitely a freak,” I say with a laugh. “But not because of that. We’re both freaks. I think that’s why we get each other. It’s what I like most about you.”

  “I’m glad you’re the first girl I kissed, Daisy. I’m glad there wasn’t anyone else.”

  “I’m glad too,” I say as I look up at him. Normally, I would never admit this, but I want to tell him. “That was my first kiss too. I’m a virgin as well.”

  He leans down and kisses me softly, romantically. It’s different than the others. We just opened up to each other. Told one another our most personal secrets. We just met today, but I’m feeling closer to him than I have with anyone else in a long time. Maybe ever.

  And I’d bet he’s feeling the same way.

  We kiss for a bit more and then lean on the railing and watch the people walking by. Lovers are all around us, but so are families and kids.

  This is the best night of my life.

  “We do get each other,” he says softly as he watches an old couple slowly walking by holding hands. “You get me. You’re just like the cows.”

  “Are you calling me a cow?” I ask with a playful grin. “Because that’s not the quickest way to a girl’s heart.”

  He looks so adorable as he gets all flustered. “No, that’s not what I meant.”

  “I’m teasing you,” I say as I step on my toes and kiss his chin. “You can make it up to me.”

  “How?”

  I grab his hand and pull him toward the arcade.

  “Come help me kill aliens.”

  Chapter Seven

  Butch

  The night is winding down as we walk along the marina. There are only a few remaining people and they’re all filtering out. The shops are closing. The music is off.

  I feel nauseous knowing this night is almost over. It’s been the best night of my life and I don’t want it to end.

  Even if we get together tomorrow and the next day, there’s always something special about the first night together that I don’t want to let go of. Not yet.

  “Looks like it’s closing time,” Daisy says as she sadly looks at the Ferris wheel whose lights just turned off.

  My heart sinks as we walk past one boat after another. We’re in the long-term docking and they all seem to be locked up.

  “I don’t want to leave you,” I tell her. I’ve been honest with her all night and I’m not going to stop now.

  I do have to remember to tamp some of it down. I can’t go and blurt out how badly I want to make her mine and say all the dirty things I want to do to her.

  Knowing she’s an untouched virgin has set off the need to claim her even more. It’s twisting my insides and making me obsessed with the thought of sinking in between those legs.

  She suddenly stops and squeezes my hand. I stop too, turning to see what she wants. She’s biting her bottom lip and looking as full of desire and need as I feel.

  “Then let’s not leave each other,” she says. “Let’s make this a night of more firsts.”

  My hands slide to her hips and I have to restrain myself from holding her too tightly. My cock hardens, knowing I’m going to take this sweet girl’s virginity tonight.

  It takes everything I have not to rip off her clothes and do it right here on the dock.

  “Follow me,” I grunt in a deep raspy voice. “On here.”r />
  I look around for security and then step onto a boat that looks like it’s been locked up for a while.

  “Are we allowed on here?” Daisy asks as she looks around nervously.

  “Nope.” I drop to my knees and unzip the tarp that leads down to the bedrooms in the cabin.

  “Breaking and entering,” she says with a sexy grin on her face. “I love it.”

  We head down the steps into the darkness and I zip the tarp back over our heads as Daisy hits the flashlight app on her phone.

  It lights her up in a warm glow and the beautiful sight of her looking up at me with those sexy glowing eyes does something fierce to me. I have to taste her. I can’t wait another second.

  “On the bed,” I grunt, trying to keep my voice from sounding primal.

  She never takes her eyes off of me as she backs away until her legs hit the bed. I pull my shirt off with one smooth motion and drop it on the floor as I go to her. She lowers herself onto the bed with her eyes wide with nervous excitement.

  I’m going to make her remember this moment for the rest of her life. She’ll never want to be with another man after I’m done with her. I’ll be etched into her brain and her pussy as the most satisfied she’s ever been.

  She gives a little whimper as I grab under her knees and push her legs up. Her skirt is draped over her pussy, covering everything except for her soft luscious thighs. I groan as I slide my hands down them, loving the plumpness of them. They’re so feminine. They’re so sexy.

  “I’m warning you, Daisy,” I say in a low serious tone. “I won’t be able to control myself once we get started. I’ve wasted all of my restraint throughout the night every time I looked at you and didn’t tear your clothes to shreds. I have no restraint left.”

  “You think you’re the only one who’s lost control?” With a sexy grin, she leans up and pulls off her shirt.

  Her tits are pouring out of her white bra. My cock jerks in my pants at the stunning sight.

  “Take it off,” I growl as I stare at her jiggling tits. “Or, I’ll rip it off.”

  She quickly reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra. Her tits drop as the tightness of her straps loosen. My eyes are locked on her sweet flesh as she peels it off her chest and lets it drop on the bed.

  I can’t breathe as I stare at her breasts, heaving up and down with every lustful breath she takes. I forget to move as she lies back down, her perfect pink nipples as hard as diamonds.

  “You are beyond words,” I whisper as I lean over her and slide my hands along the sides of them. She moans as I cup them, feeling her hard nipples digging into my palms.

  For the next few minutes, I’m all over them with my hands and tongue. She slides her hands through my hair as I suck and lick one nipple at a time, loving the way they feel against my tongue.

  I’m digging my erection into her spread pussy, but there are so many layers between us that it’s not enough. It’s not going to be enough until I’m plunged deep into her wet warmth.

  I cup her big breasts as I start kissing my way down her stomach. I treasure each kiss, still in disbelief that I get to be with an angel like her. Could life be any better than this?

  She grips my arms with a nervous gasp, trying to pull me back up.

  My eyes dart to hers and I can tell there’s something wrong.

  “What’s the matter, my flower?”

  She doesn’t want to say it. I wish I was better with words. I wish I could tell her that she can tell me anything she wants. I would never judge her, I would never be upset. I want to know every single thought that goes through that beautiful mind of hers. I want to be as close to her as possible.

  “I’m a bit shy about my stomach.” There’s a bit of a shakiness to her voice.

  I run my palm over it, loving the arch of her flesh. Her body shudders nervously under my touch.

  “You are perfection,” I tell her as our eyes lock. “I love the shape of you. I love grabbing you and feeling like you’re not going to break. I wouldn’t change a fucking thing.”

  “I would,” she says with a hard swallow. “I’d make it flat.”

  “Well then you’d ruin it,” I say, feeling protective of my new girl. I don’t like hearing any negative thing about her, even if it comes from her own lips. “Because it is beautiful. You are beautiful.”

  There are no words that can change her mind, so I decide to show her instead. Maybe if she watches me loving her shape, she’ll learn to love it too.

  I make my way down her stomach, kissing and dragging my tongue over her soft skin. She starts to ease into it more, enjoying it and letting some of the self-consciousness fade.

  “You felt how hard you make me,” I growl as I grab the waistband of her skirt. “No one has ever turned me on like you. No one ever will.”

  She lifts her hips off the bed and I yank her skirt down, pulling it over her soft ass. Her panties come too, up her legs, off her feet.

  I haven’t looked down yet. I don’t want my first look to be obstructed by anything. I want to see it all spread before me in a perfect view.

  Her breathing ramps up as her legs snap closed. I’m breathing hard too as the smell of her arousal hits my nose. She smells so fucking good.

  “Your name suits you,” I tell her as I slide my hands down her legs. “Because you smell like a flower.”

  My mouth is watering as I grab her thighs and slowly spread them apart. She resists me at first, but then gives in and lets me open her up wide.

  I nearly collapse to the floor when I see her beautiful pussy glistening in the soft light of her phone. I can’t take my eyes off it. I physically can’t.

  If my balls weren’t full before, they are now. They’re aching.

  I drop down to my knees, never taking my eyes off her tight virgin slit. I see her thighs vibrating, but it’s my hands that are shaking.

  I wasn’t expecting to be so stunned by her naked body, but I can barely breathe at the beauty of it.

  I swallow hard as I slide my hands down her thighs. She whimpers when I touch it. I gently spread her lips apart with my thumbs and curse under my breath when I see her tight little pink virgin hole. Warm juices are leaking out of it, wetting my thumbs and leaking down to her ass cheeks.

  My control snaps.

  She cries out as I bury my face between her legs and devour her.

  Her pussy is so soft and warm. I dig my tongue into her tight little hole and slide back out and up her folds. She’s moaning loudly and crying out as I flick my tongue over her tiny clit and then suck on it.

  Her hips grind against my mouth. Any self-consciousness she had has vanished. She can only focus on my tongue and I can only focus on her sweet innocent taste.

  My arms are wrapped tightly around her thighs and I’m holding her in place so she can’t get away when I hit the spot that makes her back arch. She cries out loud.

  My cock is made of concrete. It’s burning to join the party.

  He’ll have his turn, but right now, I’m enjoying having my mouth on her pretty little pussy too damn much to surrender it so quickly.

  I suck on the top of her lips and then drag my tongue down in a zig-zag pattern as she grips the sheets on the bed and whimpers.

  More hot juice leaks out and I lick every drop of it up. She’s sweeter than sugar and I already know I’m addicted.

  She’s playing with her tits and tweaking her nipples as I bury my tongue into her silky heat once again. Her thighs start to graze my ears and I yank them back open with a growl.

  “Keep them spread nice and wide,” I command, and she obeys, spreading her legs as wide as they’ll go.

  Her naked pussy is on full display and I lean back to admire it for a few seconds until the urge to be tasting her is too strong and I dive back in.

  “Oh, Butch,” she moans as her hips start moving to the rhythm of my tongue. “I’m feeling so…”

  A cry interrupts her words. I know she’s close to unraveling on my mouth.

/>   I lick her harder and faster, wanting to feel the rush of juices coating my ravenous lips.

  She starts to buck against my face as I thrust my tongue into her tight hole. I suck on her clit in a fast steady rhythm until she’s crying out and cumming hard on my mouth.

  Her scream is deafening as she squeezes her tits and arches her back off the bed. Her warm juice coats my mouth and tongue and chin and I’m in fucking heaven.

  I lick her pussy through it as her breaths come out fierce and choppy. Her body drops to the bed, practically limp as I softly lick her wet slit with a flat tongue.

  “Butch,” she whimpers as I kiss her clit. “Put it in my mouth.”

  My eyes dart up to hers. She’s catching her breath from the intense orgasm, but there’s a fire in her eyes as she watches me.

  “I want your big cock in my mouth. Please.”

  She doesn’t have to beg for that. I’ve been wondering all night how my cock would feel sliding in and out of those plump pink lips.

  I stand up and take off my shorts. She’s watching me with her legs spread wide open, no longer shy about her beautiful body as I pull down my shorts and underwear.

  My cock springs up, erect and harder than ever. It’s been throbbing for an hour. If she sucks me off, she’s going to get a throat-full of my hot cum.

  I grab the thick base, watching as a bead of pre-cum bubbles out of the tiny slit at the top.

  She hops to her knees, her lust filling her back up with energy, and takes it from me. I drop my head back and moan when I feel her tiny fingers wrap around my shaft.

  I quickly look back down at her, not wanting to miss a thing. My breath is caught in my throat as I watch her bring it to her lips. She kisses my head and then scoops out the bead of pre-cum with her tongue.

  You could never tell this girl was a virgin. The sight in front of me is so erotic. It’s so obscene. But knowing that Daisy is an untouched innocent virgin doing this for the first time is enough to get me off right here and now.