Page 7 of Not Afraid to Trust Again

“Slow down, girl. Them cakes ain’t going anywhere,” Kyden fussed.

“I want to get in line before anybody else comes.”

He chuckled but picked up his pace. There were only two other people in line, so we stood behind them.

Kyden and I had been holding hands the whole time we had been there.

Of course, along the way, people stopped him to talk about some of everything.

Some of them just wanted him to relay messages to his brother.

I knew my sister probably got it worse when she and Kaleb went out since he was the mayor, and people treated him like a celebrity.

When it was our turn to order, Kyden ordered two, and when he told them one more to go, my inner fat girl did a little shimmy.

“You know the way to a girl’s heart,” I said after he paid for the cakes. I tried to pay for things, but he wouldn’t let me. After the second time I tried, I gave up.

“I already have your heart.” He winked then led me over to a small table with a strawberry tablecloth.

There was even a strawberry-shaped flowerpot with red and white flowers in it. Kyden thought they went overboard with the strawberry stuff, but I thought it was cute. It reminded me of a cartoon I used to watch when I was a kid.

“And I have yours,” I reminded him.

“And I don’t want it back.”

I didn’t respond because I was too busy breaking off a piece of the funnel cake. I closed my eyes when the strawberry taste hit my tongue.

Kyden’s eyes cut toward me when I moaned. There was something about good food that made me shimmy or moan. Sometimes, I did both.

“Elise.”

He only said my name, but I knew the meaning behind his tone. I ate another piece and moaned again to mess with him. He watched me with hooded eyes, and I moaned a few more times.

“Let’s not pretend like I won’t take you somewhere and fuck you in the back of my truck.”

I paused mid-chew and stared at him as my panties got wet.

I challenged him before when he first said it, but he quickly proved me wrong.

Kyden knew all of the hiding places around town, and since he was the sheriff, he didn’t worry about getting caught.

We’d only done it a couple of times, but I enjoyed it each time.

“I’m not pretending anything. I’m just trying to eat my cake.”

I put another piece in my mouth, but this time, I kept my moans to myself. I was horny and ready, but I wanted to finish my cake.

“What was it like growing up here?”

“I see what you are trying to do, and that’s fine, but I’m still fucking you in my truck.”

I smirked. “I was counting on it. Now, answer my question.”

Kyden and I had plenty of conversations, but I never asked him much about his childhood.

Sweetwater Hills was a small town, so I assumed he couldn’t have done too much, but I’d been to some of the town meetings, and I knew there were a few families that had some secrets.

Ms. Pearl, the town’s gossip, made sure to tell Janae and me people’s business almost every time we saw her.

“I wouldn’t say it was like anywhere else, but I’ve dealt with shit most kids and teenagers go through .

. . fights and shit like that. I got into a fight with some kids from North Valley after they transferred to our elementary school, and they teased Kaleb and me because our father was the mayor.

They were in a world of surprise when my brother and I beat them up.

It was the two of us against the two of them. ”

“I can’t imagine you or your brother fighting.” I giggled. “I’m not saying y’all are punks, but y’all both are always so calm.”

“We are, but if you mess with us or our family, then that’s a different story. Why do you think our sister never brings anyone around us?”

They had a sister who was close to graduating from college. She had finally decided on a major and was set to graduate next year.

“Because y’all would run them off.”

“Exactly. Imagine if we have a daughter.”

I couldn’t fathom having a daughter and being worried about her safety. It would kill me for her to experience what I had experienced. Unfortunately, I couldn’t control everything. I just hoped and prayed boys thought twice about hurting her because of who her father was.

“Poor child.” I rolled my eyes when Kyden shrugged.

Over the next thirty minutes or so, Kyden told me more about his upbringing.

Things like how they would go to the fall festival every year since they were younger.

He told me how, even though it was small, the town had grown over the last ten years.

I loved hearing him talk about the history of his grandfathers and their fathers, who were all mayors or sheriffs.

I thought it was cool how they pretty much ran Sweetwater Hills since its inception.

I also loved how they were able to keep it a predominantly black town.

We stayed there talking for at least two hours before we left the field.

“Where are we going?” I asked Kyden, because we were going in the opposite direction of his house. I looked out the window but couldn’t figure out where we were.

Kyden glanced over at me. “Oh, you thought I was playing back there?”

I kept a straight face as my pussy did cartwheels in my pants. We were going somewhere to have sex, and I couldn’t wait.

The more Kyden talked to me at the strawberry field, the more I got turned on.

It was something about his voice, and he always sounded so smart.

But he had an aggressive side to him that only came out when it was necessary.

It was mainly in the bedroom, but I could imagine him being aggressive with unruly people whom he may have had to stop in the past.

Before I could respond to him, we pulled over near an empty field. I looked for deer because I knew they liked to be in the wooded areas, but I didn’t see any.

“Get in the back seat,” Kyden demanded when he put the truck in park.

I took off my seat belt then climbed into the back. When I got in the seat, I took off my pants and panties and got into the position I knew he would want me in—face down, ass up.

A couple of seconds ticked by before I heard the back door opening and felt the wind on my bare ass. I took my hoodie off but kept my T-shirt on.

“Perfect,” Kyden said as he slapped my ass.

I squealed when pulled me toward the door by my ankles, but it quickly turned into moans when he stuck his tongue in my ass.

Oh, he’s on another level today.

My stomach clenched when he stuck two fingers inside of me as his tongue continued its assault on my asshole.

The townspeople would be surprised to know what their good ol’ sheriff was up to behind closed doors.

I wanted to giggle, but I couldn’t because my toes clenched, and so did everything else as an orgasm ricocheted through my body.

It felt like it went through my entire body. My nails dug into the leather seat.

Kyden moaned, groaned, and licked me like an ice cream cone until I came two more times.

When he finally turned me loose, I wanted to collapse on the seat, but I couldn’t when Kyden climbed inside and sat on the seat then swiftly sat me on his dick.

He was strong as hell because he would toss me around like I weighed nothing.

I wasn’t that big, but I wasn’t tiny either.

“Shit.” Kyden groaned as he pumped into me.

My eyes were low as I looked into his eyes. He slid a hand from my stomach up to my neck. He wrapped his hand around the front of my throat and pulled me toward him.

“Kiss me, Elise.”

I obliged and kissed his lips then stuck my tongue in his mouth. The kiss was wet and sloppy, and it turned me on even more. The more his tongue explored my mouth, the wetter I got. His hands were on my hips, then my waist, and then my ass.

“Sit back so you can watch,” he said when he broke the kiss.

I leaned back against the seat and looked down. From the angle we were in, I was able to watch his dick go in and out of me.

“My God,” I cried out when he hit my spot.

“See how you’re creaming for me, baby?”

I moaned in response because that was all I could do. It felt too good. The thrill of getting caught oddly turned me on.

Kyden grabbed my neck again and pulled me toward him, so I sat up. When his other hand gripped my waist, I bounced on his dick. I leaned back a little and had my hand on his stomach as he pumped hard into me.

“Cum for me, baby. Please.”

Kyden’s strangled tone had me tightening my walls to help speed up the orgasm he chased. I stopped bouncing and rocked back and forth. My toes curled as I came hard, calling Kyden’s name.

“Fuck, Elise. Pussy soaking me up.” He pumped harder into me until he released inside of me.

It took us a few minutes to gather ourselves before we got back in the front seat.

“Let’s get home so I can put you to sleep,” Kyden said as he closed the door.

“I’m ready.” I rested my head on the window as he pulled off. “I had a good time today,” I told him when we got down the street.

Kyden switched hands on the wheel so he could put his hand on my leg.

“I did too.” He focused back on the road.

When we got back to his house, he did exactly what he said he would do. We showered together, which turned into us having sex in the shower but finishing in the bedroom, and I went to sleep like a baby.