BUCKED Box Set: A Bull Rider Western Romance (64 page)

“For this,” Valerie answered easily,
shrugging at first and then, something happened that I had only dreamed about,
until this moment. Instead of turning away and getting all embarrassed for
being upset, like I figured she would, I saw her dip her head and ease her
full, moist, luscious lips toward me.

Instinctively, I moved my head closer to
hers as well, but when she stopped, just shy of my mouth, I was sure that I had
read her signal wrong.

For a brief second, I expected a slap in
the face or some other form of rejection, but instead, I just heard her voice
as it tantalized, “And, for this,” before her lips rose the rest of the way up
and landed softly, yet with a need that was riveting on my lips.

As she took me unto her mouth, I could
immediately taste the salt of her tears and the wetness of her mouth from where
she was upset, but as her tongue eventually reached for my own, I could also
taste her and that made me feel a sense of excitement.

The essence of her drugging nectar was
just as I had always imagined. As I caught on, after my shock, and realized
that this was actually happening, I pulled her closer to me and deepened the
kiss.

I felt her groan against my mouth with
pleasure and so, I took over.

What happened next was quick and fluid, as
though the fantasy that we had dancing around inside of our heads took control
and made it so that we had to go through with what we had imagined for so long,
before we changed our minds.

I laid Valerie down on her back, with my
mouth still caressing her beautiful, full lips while my hands ran over her
petite and precisely formed body. Her hands stimulated me by running up and
down my chest.

After a moment of our tongues dancing and
curling around with one another’s I pulled my mouth away and tugged at her
shirt.

Hastily, I pulled it off of her body and
then grasped her bra and removed it as well. I gazed down at her breasts as I
watched the cool air of the room cause her nipples to harden. Her breasts were
plump, alabaster mounds of delight and my hands just wanted to touch her and
feel her soft skin. I wanted to massage her bosom until it ached with need for
me.

I had waited a long time for this though
and so, before I moved in and took my very first taste of the glory that skin
to skin contact with her breasts would bring, I reveled in the moment.

Then, I pressed my hands down onto her
breasts and began to squeeze them with excitement.

While Valerie screamed and giggled with
the passion that was building up inside of her, I also felt a sense of
encouragement and allure coursing through my body.

I immediately felt all of the blood rush
to my manhood, which started to throb with anticipation, made worse by the
teasing that Valerie’s hand gave to it within seconds of me kneading her bosom.

I couldn’t help but feel a moan of arousal
escape through my lips before I had to pull back and unbutton my pants. I
quickly discarded all of my clothing and climbed back over to her eagerly,
while she laughed and kicked off her jeans.

By the time I returned, her long, muscular
legs and perfectly curved bodice was revealed almost entirely for my viewing
pleasure. The only part of her that was still covered was her womanliness.

I felt my mouth go dry as I realized that
only a thin cloth now lay between me and complete bliss. I rushed back over to
her and curled her into my arms, relishing in the feel of her soft, flawless,
naked skin pressing against my warm, enticed body.

The thought of her full, embodied breast
as our closeness swept her nipples easily against my pectoral muscles caused my
body to break out in a shudder.

I held her closer still for a moment, so
that I could feel her heartbeat against my own chest, but then eased her back
onto the bed. I lowered my lips carefully to her neck, before I began to kiss
it gently, wetly and slowly.

I felt her arch her neck to give me ample
room to work and as I did so, my hands began to wander back down her body,
cascading around her curves and sliding easily down her flattened stomach.

When I felt her underwear line, however,
she squealed with excitement and quickly snapped her legs closed.She laughed,
which easily turned into a moan as I pressed my hand through her legs and
opened them again.

This time though, while I continued to
grace her neck and chest with my kisses, I also eased myself between her legs
and pulled her close, so that her legs arched over my own.

While I did this, I felt her hands
wandering as well, searching my body and eventually working her way down to my
aching bulge. Within moments of making her way down there, she wrapped her hand
around it and began to fondle me, playfully.

She giggled at my elated moan as I felt my
eyes roll back in my head briefly. I took my now free hand and pressed it so
hard against her womanliness, which I discovered was already extremely wet from
excitement, that she screamed out loud and with the hand not holding my shaft,
she covered her own mouth.

I chuckled at her. “It’s okay. You can be
as loud as you want. There’s nobody here and no one who is going to come.”

Taking her hand away, she looked up at me
and smiled devilishly. “Oh really?” she answered with a playful sense of
skepticism.

I nodded. “Honestly…”

I had hardly gotten the word out
 
before she pressed herself up, so that she
could reposition us with her on top of me.

Gazing up at her full figure, I felt my
eyes widen as I smiled.

However, she didn’t waste any time. As
soon as we were repositioned, she slid her underwear off of her legs and began
to ease herself against my now fully engorged manhood.

I felt the moistness of the apex of her
thighs thrust hard in a needing fashion against me and I groaned with
eagerness.

She giggled at me in a silly way as she
ran her golden flesh against me, up and down in a way that made me so horny, I
almost grew impatient. She pulled up and began to ease her nest of downy curls
over me, so close, that every time she passed her point of entry, my shaft
would straighten and pulse invitingly.

Then finally, with a tantalizing smile,
she eased herself onto me and I felt my breaths quickly become gasps as my
heartrate sped up tremendously.

“Oh God…” I heard her say as my hands
reached up to play with her breasts again. As my hands graced her chest, I felt
her heartbeat and that encouraged me to grasp her bosom securely and thrust
myself against her, so that I was able to penetrate deeper.

She let out a small scream, before she
began to easily pull in and out.

With her hands spread across my shoulders,
hanging on securely, she rocked back and forth, slowly at first and I matched
her with my own intensity.

Yet, it certainly didn’t take long for her
thrusts to grow in length and depth, until they were fast-paced and exciting.

By the time the climax finally arrived, we
were both completely exhausted, but kept going, running on the adrenaline of
our enthusiasm. We were both breathing loudly and sweating profusely, but none
of that mattered. All we cared about at that moment was the rush of feelings
that we were experiencing as they coursed rapidly through our bodies.

Then, finally, I gasped,
“Oh…Faster…Faster…” before I felt my hands grasp her waist and help guide her
up and down to achieve the desired speed and penetration.

Once the two of us had found that, it
didn’t take long for me to completely and ultimately surrender myself to my
passion. As I did so, I felt my love fill every remaining crevice of her, which
only allowed for her breath to speed up, encouraged by my reaction.

I stared into her eyes as she started to
move back and forth with excitement and anticipation and she began to wind up
into short bursts of screams.

I smiled and thrust myself deeper into her
as she moaned, “Yes…Oh...Yes…God…Yes…Shawn…Please…Don’t stop…” which only
intensified my sense of accomplishment.

Faster and faster she thrashed, back and
forth against me, until finally, with one loud, encompassing scream, she
stopped all together, threw her head back and seemed to freeze in place.

I smiled up at her as I watched her beauty
succumb entirely to the pleasure that I was providing for her.

I had to admit, as self-serving as that
seemed, it felt pretty damn good.

Eventually, she looked back down at me and
smiled, just as I began to feel her loins pulse excitedly around my still
slightly throbbing and intensely excited member.

I smiled back up at her and eventually the
two of us began to laugh, before she reached down and brushed my lips with her
own.

I felt a sense of euphoria that continued
to flow through me, even after the two of us had broken apart.

For the first time in a very long time,
probably years, I found that I was completely happy. I realized for the first
time, to have such contentment, from being with a woman that I had loved, even
before I knew what love was, had to be the best feeling in the world.

Even after we were finished, we held each
other for a long time. I was sure, at that point, when our senses finally
returned, that neither one of us was actually sure what had happened. It was
almost as though a fog had surrounded us and willed us to do this, after years
of pining after one another, without our full knowledge.

I thought that we would both agree that
once we started, we lost complete control. However, I also believed that
neither one of us were sorry that it happened and would do it again in an
instant, regardless of the problems it would inevitably cause.

Chapter
21

Valerie

When I got home I felt excited and
nervous, all at the same time. I couldn’t believe what had happened. It had all
happened so fast, that it hardly seemed real.

Yet the memory of every radiant second was
enough to convince me and enthuse me beyond any other encounter I had ever
experienced. It might have been random and fairly quick, but it was also
ravenous, passionate and all around perfect.

I had dreamed about this all of my life
and now that Shawn and I had actually gotten together, I couldn’t imagine a
better life or world.

After I got home, I decided rather quickly
that the reason that I found this so unbelievable was that, a long time ago, I
had been resigned to the fact that this would never actually happen.

I thought that I was all right with that.
In fact, there was a part of me that knew I was fairly all right with that. I
had wanted to be friends with Shawn, but I had given up on the idea that we
would ever be more than that.

Before he had made it official two years
ago, I had really decided it was a major improbability a long time before.

Asking him if he had any interest in dating
me two years ago was really just a last ditch effort, more than it was hopeful;
and therefore, now that my practically lifelong wish had come true, I could
hardly believe it.

Am
I dreaming?
I thought to myself as I made my way into
the house and up to my bedroom. I didn’t think so, but considering the shock
that I felt, I knew that I really couldn’t be sure.

Yet, as I climbed into bed, I thought of
how tired I was and decided that I couldn’t possibly be dreaming already; after
all, people can’t be tired in dreams and with the emotional train wreck that I
had gone through today, I was feeling every bit of the exhaustion that came
after the euphoria of the final moments of the day.

Within a few minutes, I really was asleep
and when I woke up the next day, I realized it was a little later than I
normally woke up.

Still, the house seemed strangely quiet.
It was possible that my mother and stepfather had gone out, which wouldn’t be
abnormal. After all, I was an adult now and therefore, they didn’t have to keep
tabs on me or tell me what they were doing.

Most of the time, I wouldn’t have cared
either, but today, I had woken up in a particularly good mood so I wanted to
enjoy the morning with my family.

But when I went downstairs, I realized the
house was eerily quiet. I found it strange, as though at any moment, something
monumental was going to happen, but I had no idea what.

Oh
God…
I thought suddenly,
what if our parents
found out about me and Shawn?
At the thought, my heart began to pound and I
felt a lump forming in my throat.

I thought about calling my mom to find out
what they were up to so that I could calm my nerves, but I soon realized there
was a good chance that would only make things stranger.

If
they had a hint as to what I was doing with Shawn last night, my checking up
with them would be weird and incriminating.
 
So I focused on getting up, getting dressed,
taking my shower and eating my breakfast, just like it was any other day.