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Our bodies were suddenly slick with sweat, slapping against each other as he took me deep and hard. It was rough, it was hard, it was animalistic…but God, I loved it. Every drop of his lust matched mine, and I ached for more. It felt like cotton was stuffed in my ears, and I could not even hear my voice, but I knew it was babbling, groaning, and begging for more.
I knew I wasn’t even thinking straight, but it didn’t matter.
John’s moans tore through me as he drilled into me, harder and harder, rough and raw, skin-on-skin, the sounds of sex filling the room. My blood heated to a blistering boil, and I heard him grunt from the bottom of his gut. When I managed to peel my eyes open, I saw him looking down, probably watching his cock plunge into me, coming out creamed with my wetness.
The world started spinning. “Milk that cock, baby.”
It was as if he uttered magic words, and my body obeyed. My hips started rolling, grinding, riding him as my body pulsed and tightened around his throbbing cock. John reached between us, and his thumb strummed my slippery clit as he thrust deep inside. Every joining brought new sensations to my already electrified body, and my body locked up as I edged to climax.
“Come for me!” John demanded.
My world was on fire, with my back bowing off the haybale, clenching, and unclenching coming undone, as my scream became wordless. John was not that quiet; his raw roar rang through my ears as he gripped my ass, holding me still, and I could feel his cock pulsing inside me.
John never let go of me until our bodies returned to Earth, but my body fluttered around his cock. For several moments, we both stayed there, locked together, sucking in air, trying to bring our heart rates back under control.
When John finally pulled out and rolled to the side, he reached out and brushed my long hair away from my eyes. I turned to his side and nuzzled into his shoulder, utterly boneless. “How did you do that?”
“Do what, baby?” he asked.
“Move the earth and send me into orbit?” I sighed. “I’ve never been fucked that way, and I don’t think I can feel my legs right now.”
“Then I did my job right,” he grinned.
“I don’t think I’ll survive with you,” I said while sleep threatened to claim me.
His laugh was rich and warm, flowing over me like honey. “Darlin’, you might want to bite those words 'cause we’re just getting started.”
* * *
It was not elegant, but we washed up in the large horse shower and redressed. I didn’t know about John, but my nerves were still singing from that scintillating sex. There was no question about cleaning up; the kids might not know what sex smelled like, but the adults surely did.
As we headed out of the stable—thankfully with no interruptions—I was sure that the night we’d shared that night at the airport had only been a teaser, and what we’d just shared was the appetizer. The entrée might kill me, but I was willing to taste it.
“What relation are you with Ben?” I asked as we meandered back to the main house. “He looks like a seasoned cowboy. How did you find him?”
“He found me,” John replied. “I was about twenty-seven, with my wife in a crumbling home, a plot of unworkable land, and on the verge of an aneurysm. I was in a bar in Houston, debating if I could rationalize buying another beer, when he strolled over and sat me down. He asked me what was bothering me, and two hours later, with my guts spilled over a dinky, dirty bar floor, he told me he would help me out.
“See, Ben’s been an old-schooled cowboy from before I was even born, and he told me he had a bit of money saved up that he was never going to use. He said as long as I gave him a house to lay his head when he was in his twilight years and pledged not to send him into a nursing home, he’d take a leap of faith with me, and it paid off.”
“That’s great,” I replied.
“And when he realized I had two daughters, by default, he is their godfather and honorary grandfather,” John said as we approached the back wraparound porch. “He’s like the father I never truly had.”
I eyed John, noting the dip in his tone. I sensed a story there but didn’t have the personal connection to ask him to tell me more. Maybe with time, I would build our relationship to where he would tell me.
It was the afternoon, the Texas sky was dotted with cloud puffs, and the scent of cut grass filled my lungs. It was going to be a nice sunset, I could feel it—sadly, we didn’t get the chance to as the moment we set food into the house, a grim-faced Sarah came to us.
“John…” Her eyes flickered to me but then back to him. “I don’t want to upset you, butheis here.”
The stress she had put on the ‘he’ made me curious, and when I looked at John, every iota of peace—that had been there a moment ago—was gone. His firm jaw went rigid, and his eyes narrowed. “Why?”
“I don’t know. He wouldn’t tell me, but more than likely, it will be something petty,” Sarah replied. “He is in your office.”
“Thank you, Sarah,” he replied, then looked at me.
“Should I go?” I asked.
After a moment, he shook his head. “Come with me.”
