Chase to release it, to let me be swept
away by it, to let me be wild with him.
“Now,
Chase. Please…now!”
He
raised his head, looking at me a moment, his face shadowy in the dim light.
“What
do you want, Abby? Tell me, say the words. Don’t be afraid of what you feel.”
His voice was low, seductive.
“I’m
not afraid. I want you…I need you to take me, Chase. Hard.” I was panting, my
heart racing. There was no way he wouldn’t do what I wanted, but he seemed
intent on teasing me.
“I
don’t think I’ve ever heard you say ‘fuck me.’ Have you ever said that, Abby?”
His
cock was brushing against the inside of my thigh, so very close. I wiggled
beneath him, the hay scratching my back, seeking contact.
“Say
it, Abby. Say what you want. Tell me.” He smiled, a very wicked gleam in his
eye.
“Say
all those dirty words you’ve never said out loud. Say them to me, Abby.”
I
struggled up on my elbows, blood pounding in my head, matching the thunder and
drumming of the rain outside.
“Oh, Chase…fuck
me, please…” I was breathing hard.
“Is
that what you want?” He was breathing as hard as I was, our eyes locked
together.
“Yes.”
I grabbed the back of his head, pulling him to me, his face inches from mine.
Chase’s
hungry smile was smothered against my mouth as I pulled him close, my kiss as
brutal as any I’d had from him.
He
did fuck me then, and hard, just as I asked. Something was unleashed inside me,
something just as wild as what I sensed in Chase, and I screamed and cried out,
raked my nails across his back, thrust my body against him as hard as I could.
I
came quickly, unexpectedly, and it was almost overwhelming. My body arched up
against Chase, as he pulled me hard against him, one arm braced on the hay
bale. He held me while I shook, my body lost to the sensations that swept through
me, carried me some place far away, crashed and tossed me about and then ebbed
away, leaving me limp in his embrace.
I
opened my eyes, looking up at Chase. He was watching me, a look of wonder on
his face, frowning slightly.
“You
okay, Abby?”
I lay
back on the hay, breathing hard, my heart still hammering in my chest.
“Yeah.
Wow…” I was aware Chase was still inside me, not moving, but still hard. I
placed my hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating just as hard as mine.
“Chase….”
I caressed his face with my fingertips, slowly rocking my hips, feeling him
move inside me.
He
gave me a questioning look. I nodded my head and he began moving inside me,
whatever restraint he’d been exercising now gone. He thrust fast and hard,
coming quickly with a loud tearing cry, his body shuddering beneath my hands as
I held him to me, cradling his head on my shoulder.
When
he was done, he stayed flung across my body, breathing hard, his back slick
with sweat. I realized that it was quiet outside, the rain had stopped, so
quiet now that I could hear Chase breathing.
He
pushed himself up from me, groaning theatrically, pulling me to my feet.
Smiling, he plucked a stray piece of hay out of my hair before pulling me
close, holding me against his chest.
“You
know, you look so beautiful with you are coming, Abby. Sometimes I wish I could
follow you wherever it is you go.”
“You
can’t follow, Chase…because you’re leading me.” I looked up, embarrassed by the
warmth of my words, running my fingers down his cheek. He took my hand, kissing
my fingertips.
“I’ll
take you there anytime you want, Abby.”
***
The
sun was brilliant on the ride back, the world all shiny and clean after the
rain, the dust settled on the back roads. We got back to Chase’s ranch in the
late afternoon.
“You
want a shower before dinner or after?” He’d put the bike away; we’d come in to
the kitchen through the back porch door.
“I
want one now, with you.”
I
caught Chase off guard. He turned, smiling.
“So,
now it’s like that, is it?” He pulled me against him, lips on
away by it, to let me be wild with him.
“Now,
Chase. Please…now!”
He
raised his head, looking at me a moment, his face shadowy in the dim light.
“What
do you want, Abby? Tell me, say the words. Don’t be afraid of what you feel.”
His voice was low, seductive.
“I’m
not afraid. I want you…I need you to take me, Chase. Hard.” I was panting, my
heart racing. There was no way he wouldn’t do what I wanted, but he seemed
intent on teasing me.
“I
don’t think I’ve ever heard you say ‘fuck me.’ Have you ever said that, Abby?”
His
cock was brushing against the inside of my thigh, so very close. I wiggled
beneath him, the hay scratching my back, seeking contact.
“Say
it, Abby. Say what you want. Tell me.” He smiled, a very wicked gleam in his
eye.
“Say
all those dirty words you’ve never said out loud. Say them to me, Abby.”
I
struggled up on my elbows, blood pounding in my head, matching the thunder and
drumming of the rain outside.
“Oh, Chase…fuck
me, please…” I was breathing hard.
“Is
that what you want?” He was breathing as hard as I was, our eyes locked
together.
“Yes.”
I grabbed the back of his head, pulling him to me, his face inches from mine.
Chase’s
hungry smile was smothered against my mouth as I pulled him close, my kiss as
brutal as any I’d had from him.
He
did fuck me then, and hard, just as I asked. Something was unleashed inside me,
something just as wild as what I sensed in Chase, and I screamed and cried out,
raked my nails across his back, thrust my body against him as hard as I could.
I
came quickly, unexpectedly, and it was almost overwhelming. My body arched up
against Chase, as he pulled me hard against him, one arm braced on the hay
bale. He held me while I shook, my body lost to the sensations that swept through
me, carried me some place far away, crashed and tossed me about and then ebbed
away, leaving me limp in his embrace.
I
opened my eyes, looking up at Chase. He was watching me, a look of wonder on
his face, frowning slightly.
“You
okay, Abby?”
I lay
back on the hay, breathing hard, my heart still hammering in my chest.
“Yeah.
Wow…” I was aware Chase was still inside me, not moving, but still hard. I
placed my hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating just as hard as mine.
“Chase….”
I caressed his face with my fingertips, slowly rocking my hips, feeling him
move inside me.
He
gave me a questioning look. I nodded my head and he began moving inside me,
whatever restraint he’d been exercising now gone. He thrust fast and hard,
coming quickly with a loud tearing cry, his body shuddering beneath my hands as
I held him to me, cradling his head on my shoulder.
When
he was done, he stayed flung across my body, breathing hard, his back slick
with sweat. I realized that it was quiet outside, the rain had stopped, so
quiet now that I could hear Chase breathing.
He
pushed himself up from me, groaning theatrically, pulling me to my feet.
Smiling, he plucked a stray piece of hay out of my hair before pulling me
close, holding me against his chest.
“You
know, you look so beautiful with you are coming, Abby. Sometimes I wish I could
follow you wherever it is you go.”
“You
can’t follow, Chase…because you’re leading me.” I looked up, embarrassed by the
warmth of my words, running my fingers down his cheek. He took my hand, kissing
my fingertips.
“I’ll
take you there anytime you want, Abby.”
***
The
sun was brilliant on the ride back, the world all shiny and clean after the
rain, the dust settled on the back roads. We got back to Chase’s ranch in the
late afternoon.
“You
want a shower before dinner or after?” He’d put the bike away; we’d come in to
the kitchen through the back porch door.
“I
want one now, with you.”
I
caught Chase off guard. He turned, smiling.
“So,
now it’s like that, is it?” He pulled me against him, lips on
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