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“Well, sure, Mister. Every little girl grows up wantin’ to be a mom,” I said with a little roll of my eyes and a twitch of my lips. “I just ain’t found anyone wantin’ the same. Most the menfolk are movin’ into the city for work and such.”
He brushed the backs of his long fingers over my jawline, back to my ear as he smiled at me all admiringly.
“I promised my mom before she passed away I’d find a nice, respectable woman, and make some lovely kids with her. Down to earth little brats,” he remarked before taking a tug on his cigarette then exhaling a grey cloud. “Tell me, Annie — if I may call you Annie — are you on the pill?”
My nose crinkled again. I didn’t figure that was a question I’d ever be asked, ‘specially not by someone I just met.
But I shook my head no, my brows knit above my narrowed eyes. Sounded more like a business proposal than... than what? A regular proposal?
He took his time, casually ta
kin’ a drag on his cigarette before tossin’ it in the dirt and grindin’ it out with the toe of his shoe.
“Tell you what, Annie. How about you and me make our dreams come true, huh? And then this place is yours forevermore, and I make sure you’re set up to last another ten generations out here.” He reached to the side, pulled open the door to the back seat of his car, the luxurious interior on display, “What do you say, beautiful?”
My stomach was tied into knots as I looked at him, and there was a little tremor as I dropped my cigarette.
“I don’t understand, Mister. You... you just wanna knock me up and then keep me here?”
He gave a shrug of his broad shoulders and reached up, undoing his tie, then taking off his blazer. He undid the first few buttons of his shirt and I could see a glimpse of the hard body beneath, peppered with some of his dark hairs.
“You’re a beautiful girl, Annie,” he said in a deep, gravelly husk that was edged with somethin’ more than business. “If you’ve got the guts for it, I might do more than just that. Maybe I’ll take you with me. Fly you around the world with me, and fuck you in every continent on earth. That is,” he said, leaning down in towards me closely, licking his full lips. “If you’ve got the stomach for adventure.”
I’m sure my eyes were wider than anything as I watched him, my breathing gettin’ fast even though I didn’t want it to. My body growin’ warm, my knees startin’ to tremble.
I stared, my mouth still open a little as I shook my head, “Mister, I ain’t never been with a man before,” I said, my eyes trailing over his exposed chest.
That made his grin widen, and he looked me over once more, from head to toe, soakin’ me in as if I was the most beautiful creature on God’s green earth. He was a very intense sorta man, who could convey all sorts of emotions with just a look, and that was somethin’ I learned about him real fast.
He stroked his hand back over my hair, until his fingers was a tightenin’ around my ponytail, and he was leanin’ in so close barely a hairs breadth separated our lips.
“Perfect,” he growled out. “Now Annie, I want you very bad right now… very, very bad,” he stressed in his low, bestial tone. “So what’s it gonna be, huh?”
His lips hung so close to mine, all it’d take was the slightest waver in my stance to make ‘em brush together and have my first real kiss. So little…
I whimpered, my breath brushing against his lips, and it was like I went from zero to sixty in a half second, because suddenly I was ready to throw caution to the wind. That bit of brute force, the intensity that was in his body, in his gaze...
It was unreal, and I parted my lips softly, but didn’t know what to say. It was so brazen and wrong, yet...
He sealed our lips together, my head locked in place by the strong grasp of his hand around my ponytail. His tongue snaked into my mouth, and we were makin’ out somethin’ fierce right away. A passion bubblin’ out from him immediately as he wrapped his other arm around my bare waist, beneath my tied-up plaid shirt.
I felt nearly crushed against his hard body as he swept me literally up off my feet for a moment, that free hand of his slidin’ on down my lower back, until those strong fingers was a diggin’ into my rear and squeezin’ my ass cheeks so tight.
God, he felt good. Strong and warm, his mouth hard and soft all at once. I was pressed into him, consumed by him, and even though I just barely met him, I was lost to his passions. The paperwork and cigarette both slipped from my hands as I wrapped my arms around his neck, lettin’ him lead me, ‘cause I didn’t know what I was doin’, not really.
I was just goin’ with the flow, and what a strong current it was.
He picked me up off the ground, holdin’ me with that one strong arm graspin’ my rear, and I was swoonin’. Our tongues lashed one another, and though I had no experience with makin’ out, it was easy to just respond to him in kind.
The low, guttural growls a comin’ out of his chest were such a delight, they excited me to hear, made me feel how genuine his desire was. He kneaded the flesh of my rear until at last he turned us around, pressed me up against the car. His hand slid along my leg, liftin’ up my thigh so that I hooked my legs over his hips. And then… oh boy, I could feel the throb of his manhood pressed up against me.
Sure, we had the fabric of our pants separatin’ us, but it didn’t feel any less primal. I mean, I was burnin’ hot against him, and he was hard as steel against me. Without even wantin’ to or tryin’, my body was respondin’ to him, grinding against him like you wouldn’t believe. I mean, I definitely wouldn’t have believed I’d act so wantonly after just meetin’ a man.
If you’d have told me just an hour before he arrived what I’d be a doin’, I’d laugh right in your face!
But there I was, in the middle of the sunny day, pressed up against a stranger’s car, humpin’ and grindin’ with him like we was animals in the field. It was shameless, it was lewd, and by golly it was just raw need at work. I couldn’t have stopped myself from grindin’ up on his dick if there was a small fortune awaitin’ me.
One of his big strong hands reached up, undid the front of my shirt and let my breasts spill out, bare. The tops of ‘em sunkissed, but the rest a bit milky. And it was there, on that delicate porcelain skin, he grasped and squeezed at me.
