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Story: Brands
“Just a teaser for later.” The husky tone of his voice ripples over me like warm syrup.
When he drops his hips, seating his tip just inside my quivering entrance, another small whine flees from my throat.
God, it hurts so good.
“More,” I pant, begging him with my clutching fingers. “Deeper.”
He’s killing me with tiny thrusts. “I can’t.” Pausing, a shiver runs through him. “You’re so tight I’ll lose control.”
With a groan, he withdraws, flipping onto his side. “We’ll pick this back up later, baby.” He clenches the head of his dick so tightly it turns purple. “And I’ll know from now on to wake up earlier.” He tosses me a wide grin
Fire races through my veins seeing how badly he wants me.
Begrudgingly, I climb away and pull on my sweats. “This—” I point to his raging hard on. “—is how I expect to find you this afternoon.”
He chuckles, then lets his fingers stroke his full length. “Well, yes ma’am. My big task of the day is just moving your cows from the sale barn to Mason’s. I’ll be waiting for you.”
My bag has my essentials, I’m so used to staying over at Char’s house, I keep it packed. For some reason it feels different pulling out my toothbrush in Blue’s bathroom.
Staring at my own reflection, I don’t care so much about my messy ass hair, it’s the little red blemishes up and down my neck that worry me.
I really hope Dad doesn’t notice. I’m a grown woman, but I don’t even want to open the can of worms of him questioning me.
At this point, it’s just a fling. Right?
I catch the bead of tears in my eyes in the mirror.
Nope. Not happening. I’m enjoying the moment, that’s it.
Whatever happens in the future is still there.
Today, I have to look my father in the face and lie to him, act like I didn’t just sleep with his best friend, and also buy my own damn cows in secret.
The only part I’m really dreading is the moment when Dad realizes who he sold to.
I don’t think I have to worry about Blue trying to break my heart for the next twelve hours, so at least I have that going for me.
There’s a tinge of sadness when I open the door to the bedroom and find it empty.
But the smell of percolating coffee pulls me to the kitchen.
He’s wearing only a pair of dark boxer briefs that barely contain his sizeable bulge.
They do make his butt look amazing though. I can’t resist giving it a little pinch to make him jump as I walk by.
This might not last forever, may as well enjoy it.
“I figured since I kept you in bed longer than you expected, I should at least send you off caffeinated.” He winks as he hands me a to-go cup, complete with a lid.
“Careful, Blue. I might start to think you like me.” There’s more truth to my words than I care to admit.
He wraps his warm arms around me, pulling me tight to his bare chest. “Just a little,” he growls, cupping my palm over his hard cock beneath the thin fabric of his underwear.
After a burning kiss, he spins me on my heel and smacks my ass. “Go on, before I strip you back down.”
With a squeal, I find myself giggling as I climb into my truck.
By the time I pull into the yard at the dairy and get started on my morning chores, I’m questioning if any of it was real.
When he drops his hips, seating his tip just inside my quivering entrance, another small whine flees from my throat.
God, it hurts so good.
“More,” I pant, begging him with my clutching fingers. “Deeper.”
He’s killing me with tiny thrusts. “I can’t.” Pausing, a shiver runs through him. “You’re so tight I’ll lose control.”
With a groan, he withdraws, flipping onto his side. “We’ll pick this back up later, baby.” He clenches the head of his dick so tightly it turns purple. “And I’ll know from now on to wake up earlier.” He tosses me a wide grin
Fire races through my veins seeing how badly he wants me.
Begrudgingly, I climb away and pull on my sweats. “This—” I point to his raging hard on. “—is how I expect to find you this afternoon.”
He chuckles, then lets his fingers stroke his full length. “Well, yes ma’am. My big task of the day is just moving your cows from the sale barn to Mason’s. I’ll be waiting for you.”
My bag has my essentials, I’m so used to staying over at Char’s house, I keep it packed. For some reason it feels different pulling out my toothbrush in Blue’s bathroom.
Staring at my own reflection, I don’t care so much about my messy ass hair, it’s the little red blemishes up and down my neck that worry me.
I really hope Dad doesn’t notice. I’m a grown woman, but I don’t even want to open the can of worms of him questioning me.
At this point, it’s just a fling. Right?
I catch the bead of tears in my eyes in the mirror.
Nope. Not happening. I’m enjoying the moment, that’s it.
Whatever happens in the future is still there.
Today, I have to look my father in the face and lie to him, act like I didn’t just sleep with his best friend, and also buy my own damn cows in secret.
The only part I’m really dreading is the moment when Dad realizes who he sold to.
I don’t think I have to worry about Blue trying to break my heart for the next twelve hours, so at least I have that going for me.
There’s a tinge of sadness when I open the door to the bedroom and find it empty.
But the smell of percolating coffee pulls me to the kitchen.
He’s wearing only a pair of dark boxer briefs that barely contain his sizeable bulge.
They do make his butt look amazing though. I can’t resist giving it a little pinch to make him jump as I walk by.
This might not last forever, may as well enjoy it.
“I figured since I kept you in bed longer than you expected, I should at least send you off caffeinated.” He winks as he hands me a to-go cup, complete with a lid.
“Careful, Blue. I might start to think you like me.” There’s more truth to my words than I care to admit.
He wraps his warm arms around me, pulling me tight to his bare chest. “Just a little,” he growls, cupping my palm over his hard cock beneath the thin fabric of his underwear.
After a burning kiss, he spins me on my heel and smacks my ass. “Go on, before I strip you back down.”
With a squeal, I find myself giggling as I climb into my truck.
By the time I pull into the yard at the dairy and get started on my morning chores, I’m questioning if any of it was real.
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