Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 5937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 30(@200wpm)___ 24(@250wpm)___ 20(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 5937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 30(@200wpm)___ 24(@250wpm)___ 20(@300wpm)
I haven’t been with a woman in over ten years, and this one makes me want things I thought I didn’t. At twenty-seven, I’m ready to lay down some roots. As a child, I traveled with my adoptive parents. They were both on the rodeo circuit, and I was drug and them until I was a freshman in high school. I was the only kid who looked like me on the circuit, but I never felt out of place. My parents made sure of that. When I was fourteen, I put my foot down and was sent to live with my dad’s parents in Texas. There, I worked their ranch for pocket money. It was there that I learned to care for horses and cows, goats, and even bunnies. Gran loves bunnies. I got my diploma, went to college, and became a large animal veterinarian. It was the natural career path for me. For the last three years, I’ve been traveling the country yet again, gaining the experience to become the permanent veterinarian for The Circle T Ranch. I start on Monday.
Today, I signed the deed for the house I bought about a mile away from the ranch. I knew I wanted my own space, but I also didn’t want to be too far away in an emergency. It’s still a work in progress, but I am thanking God I set the master bedroom up as soon as the bed got here.
"You’re the one who bought the Dresden Mansion?" she asks as I pull to a stop in front of the house.
"Yep. Just this morning. How’d you hear about that?"
"Freedom is a small town. Everybody knows everything. I’m so glad you bought this place, though. There was talk of tearing it down and putting up a restaurant. It would have broken my heart."
"Why is that?" I ask, taking her hand.
"This was a hospital during the Civil War. My family lives nearby and has since before the war. The matriarchs of both families served as nurses. It would break my heart if such a huge piece of history were gone."
"Don’t worry, babe. I plan on restoring it to its original glory."
"That's mighty kind of you, Buck," she says, launching herself at me. Her hug is fierce, and I return it. The air in the truck changes. It's charged with something I don't recognize. Suddenly, my lips are on hers, devouring them. She tastes like whiskey and innocence. Our tongues connect, and I know we aren't making it into the house. She's in my lap now, her skirt up at her hips. Her lacy white panties are on display for me, and I want nothing more than to bury my face in that pussy of hers.
"Buck, please," she whispers, and what little bit of control I have snaps. The rain has started falling again, and the wind has picked up.
"What do you need, babe?" I ask through gritted teeth. She's moving on top of my hard cock, and she's fumbling with my belt.
"You. Just you," she breathes.
She's just sealed her fate, forever.
Chapter Three
Marla
The vein in his neck is strained. I can see how hard he is trying to keep everything in check. I love that he’s losing control. Another song plays on the radio. It’s my favorite by Dolly Parton and, oddly enough, also my favorite Whitney Houston song. How perfect is this song? It’s crazy how my body is responding to this man. I pretend to have a clue about what I'm doing. All I know is the hard cock under my ass needs to be in my pussy, like now. I feel like I am on fire. I can feel every nerve in my body come alive.
"Babe, please. Let me take you inside," he growls, kissing my neck before moving back to my lips. We kiss, our tongues dancing for a while. I am achy, needy, and on the verge of tears. Good tears, though. When his lips are on mine, I feel complete for the first time. Before tonight, I thought I didn’t need a man, but I was wrong. I need him.
"No time. I need you now," I moan, finally getting his belt open. Leaving his pants buttoned, I reach in and pull out his massive cock. Fuck, that’s gonna hurt so good.
"Fine. You asked for it." His long finger reaches out and touches my pussy through the fabric of my panties. They are soaked and sticking to me. I shiver at his touch. Gripping the edge of my panties, he pulls them from my body with minimal effort. I lift my ass up and watch as he grips his cock, lining it up with my open. I slam down until he breaks through my cherry. "Are you fucking kidding me, babe? This sweet pussy is only for me?" he grunts as I move my hips, reaching for something, anything, but I don’t quite know how to get.