Texas Hellion (6 page)

“Hey, look at me sweetheart.” I held her head in one hand, keeping her eyes on mine while guiding my cock into her with the other. As soon as my rod touched the wet heat between her thighs I was no longer in control. I gritted my teeth to try to rein myself back in but it was no use.

The thought of her virgin pussy sucking me in was too much and like a rutting bull, I plunged in. Her scream was like a bucket of cold water and I pulled out for the second time, afraid that I might’ve hurt her in my need. “Oh shit!” Not the most romantic statement, but I couldn’t hold back the expletive when I saw the blood covering my cock for the second time. How the fuck much was she going to bleed? It was almost like I was killing her or some shit.

“Stay there.” At least she wasn’t rolling around the bed in pain as I left for the bathroom. I found a washcloth to clean us both up and cleaned the blood from between her thighs and off my cock. “I should’ve told you; I have this condition, I can’t remember what the doctor called it-it was so long ago. But my hymen is extremely strong, it can’t…”

“Shh it’s okay now, are you in any pain, do you want to stop?” If she said yes I’d have no choice but to stop, but fuck it was going to be hard. Later I’ll look back on this and laugh. Of course my hellcat would put my ass through this. She must have the toughest fucking hymen in creation. When she shook her head no and tried to hide her face in my chest I took a deep breath and said a silent prayer that I get this shit right this time.

I used my lips and fingers to build her back to fever pitch again, playing her body like a song. With every touch she bore herself deeper under my skin. Every sigh she breathed into my mouth wrapped her tighter around my heart and I knew I was in trouble. But when she reached for me, her hands roaming my body I had to stop her. Unless I planned on fucking too hard again and risk damaging her more than I already had, I couldn’t let her put her hands on me, it was too much.

“Shh, let me.” I couldn’t tell her that her innocence had a profound affect on me, that the thought of being the first, the only one to have her was almost too much for me to bear. So instead I showed her through touch and soft whispers.

I got her settled enough to take back the lead. I had no real notion of how to treat a virgin. The truth is, every time I’ve ever imagined taking her, hard and rough was always the way. She just brings that out in me for some reason, the need to dominate her until she bowed to my will.

It was finally really hitting home that she was all mine; that no one else has ever had her, and if I have my way no one else ever will again. I’ll have to take that out and examine it later, right now I wanted in her. I had the need to own every part of her before the night was done. Five years of lust and need were culminating here in this bed. I didn’t think of the consequences, or the fucked up situation we were both in. None of it mattered; no one else mattered.

“Look at me Camille.” Her eyes opened on mine, dreamy and soft. “I’m taking you. Do you understand what I’m saying?” She nodded her head but I wasn’t sure she got it; I’ll make sure she did, later. Right now my cock was leaking all over her thigh and my balls were about to explode. It was time to show her some tenderness. I’d already torn her maidenhead like a madman, now I would give her gentle.

I started at her neck, that long, unblemished flesh that just begged to be marked by me. I licked the spot first, right above her pulse, before taking my teeth to her. Her body clenched beneath the weight of mine when I sucked her flesh between my teeth and I pressed my cock harder into her pubis mound. She opened wider, rubbing herself against me in heat as I made my way down her chest.

Instead of devouring her nipple the way I wanted, I took my time and nibbled on the flesh of her cleavage until she squirmed beneath me, her hands going to my hair, holding me in place. Her plump raspberry colored nipples beckoned and I took one between my lips, sucking it against the roof of my mouth as she ground herself up against me in heat.

I made sure to keep just the swollen head of my cock on her clit, keeping her primed for when I finally took her. The way she grabbed at me when I bit her nipple told me that she was more than ready. This time when I slid into her I made sure to go slow. There was no tearing, no screams of discomfort, just soft flesh giving way under hard.

I was in her finally, my cock butting against the tight ring of her cervix, but I didn’t go in, it was too soon for that. It was too soon for a lot of the things I wanted to do to her. For now I just loved her, pouring all the things I couldn’t say out loud into actions. She stayed with me all the way, her body moving with mine, her sighs and moans letting me know that she was enjoying this.

When I felt her tighten around me and her liquid heat scorched the skin of my cock, I felt like I’d accomplished something amazing. And when my balls tightened and shrunk back against my body, I didn’t think twice about emptying my seed inside her, not the way I’ve always been careful not to all my life with any other.

When we were both back to normal and I could breathe again, the enormity of what we’d just shared hit me. I grabbed her up from the mattress and held her close against my heart. I didn’t need to say anything, she knew what was going on knew that something had changed, had shifted between us, and things would never be the same again.

GRANT

Well fuck, what now? I moved around my house like a blind man.

Her daddy finally came and got her after I’d cleaned her up, but even with her gone the feelings were still there. How could I have been so stupid so careless with her? I shouldn’t have taken her now when she was so vulnerable. Now that the smoke had cleared I saw all the reasons why I shouldn’t have taken her. I tried reminding myself of all the reasons the two of us were a bad idea, but somehow tonight, with the taste of her still fresh on my tongue and burnt into memory, I wasn’t having much luck.

I’d taken her virginity. That was the one fact that kept going through my head over and over again. But was I what was right for her? I know it was a fucked up way to think after I’d already taken her innocence and I felt like a bastard for even going there, but was any of this what she needed?

It wasn’t only because of my respect for her dad; it’s just…too many things. For one she would never be able to keep up with me. I like my women a little on the raw side. She was right; I do have a reputation for going after women of a certain caliber. Women I knew would be able to handle my brand of love ‘em and leave ‘em style. But the irony of it was, she had no idea that she was the cause of that. That I would much rather spend all my nights buried inside one copper haired hellion.

I’ve fucked my way through half the county trying to exorcise her from my mind. I’m not proud of it, but what else was I supposed to do? I know what she thinks of me, what most of the town probably thinks, but the only peace I’d had since moving here was the time she’d been away at college. If anyone else noticed that those were the only years my dating life had been quiet, no one was saying.

I’d made up my mind a long time ago after the first time she’d zapped me, that I would never get married; it wouldn’t be fair. My heart was already tangled up with that one for all that nothing would ever come of it. I was doomed to a life of second best and I knew it, knew that as long as I lived there would never be another woman who would make me feel the way she did. I’d been hanging on by a thread the last few weeks, but I was afraid tonight I’d crossed a line that I couldn’t come back from.

When I’d first heard of her engagement, I got pissing drunk. I’ve been avoiding her father and her ever since, and hoping like fuck not to ever run into her again, which was wishful thinking on my part. For someone like me, who usually went after what he wanted damn the consequences, it has been a constant battle of wills.

The news that she was going to belong to another man had really pulled the scab off an old wound. It had made me take stock and I’d come pretty close a couple times to going after her and letting the chips fall where they might. It had cut me to the quick, just the thought that she was in love with this boy. But then common sense kicked in.

I was close enough with her daddy to know that the whole thing had come as a surprise to even him and his wife, but as usual, they’d gone along with it because it’s what their little princess wanted. That had started me thinking, but I couldn’t figure out why now, why him? That part was easy I guess, they were always close, but more like brother and sister close than lovers. It’s funny, all this time it never bothered me one bit who she dated or who she ran around town with. Maybe that’s because she didn’t do much of either. But hearing that she was getting hitched had almost sent me over the edge.

I’ve been so careful over the years never to tip my hand, never to let anyone know what was in me for her. Now I’m faced with new questions. The battle raged on inside me as I paced my floors deep in thought. My heart and my mind said one thing, but my conscience was screaming another.

How was I supposed to leave her alone after this though, after getting just that one taste of what she had to offer? Who was I saving her for anyway? Was I really willing to go through more nights of torture imagining her with someone else’s hands on her? My hands balled into fists at the thought. I’d fucking kill her and anyone that tried. Yeah that makes sense Grant.

It wasn’t long before my mind took a turn. As I sat there into the dark night I played it over and over again in my mind. I tried to imagine her going up in flames like that for another man and wanted to commit murder at the thought.

I felt my resolve slipping as the clock ticked away in the background. When I found myself fighting the urge to go take her from her family’s house, I knew I was in deep shit. As hard as I fought it, I knew I was fighting a losing battle. I didn’t even break a sweat over it, didn’t struggle with the realization. Just resolved myself to what was.

I finally accepted that I’d fucked up but good because I know me, and I know that little girl didn’t stand a chance. That one little taste had sealed her fate. I was going to give her a few days to get over whatever she needed to with this wedding thing, and then I was taking what was rightfully mine, what I’d laid claim to tonight.

GRANT

She’s been avoiding me. I wasn’t too sure until the third time that she was conveniently missing or busy when I showed up at her doorstep. If she thought that shit was gonna work she was crazy. I didn’t want to tip my hand to her father, not before we’d ironed some shit out, but how could I do that if she kept hiding from me? And why the fuck was she? The last night I missed her, I made up my mind that if she didn’t stop her shit I was going to climb through her bedroom window and be done with the fuckery.

Her daddy and momma were under the impression that she was hiding out to lick her wounds over the broken engagement, my ass. If that was true I was going to deal with her little ass.

As fate was wont to be, the very next day I ran into my hellcat in town. It was instantaneous, the feelings that overcame me as I watched her from across the street. I found myself smiling like a jackass for no damn reason at the sight of her. Last night I had put together a plan in my head after she’d ran from me again, but there was a lot that needed to be settled between us first. I admit that taking her to my bed wasn’t the smartest move, not with so much going on around us, but I wouldn’t take it back for the world.

I had one drawback in all this mess, one thing that brought me up short. Can she really handle all the things I want to do with her and to her? It’s a question I’ve been asking myself since I made the decision to claim her, one that I had no answers to, and won’t until I made my move. This going around and around in my head was driving me crazy though, and it was time to stop. There was no way I was ever going to let anyone else put hands on her, so there was really nothing for it.

I had been so lost in thought that I missed the interaction going on across the street. “Son of a bitch.” I was moving towards her before I could stop myself. The asshole that was in her face all smiles was two seconds away from death. I didn’t even bother announcing myself to either of them, just grabbed her arm and pulled her away. I didn’t even notice who was out and about when I pulled my little caveman act, and couldn’t care less.

“Hey.” There’s that sweet disposition I know and love.

“Morning sunshine, miss me?” I pulled her along to my truck never even giving a second thought to her car. “Would you mind not dragging me around like a sack of potatoes?” She tried digging her nails into my hand to get me to let go.

“I would if I thought your ass would follow where I lead but since I know there isn’t a snowball’s chance in hell of that happening, we’d do it my way.” I had no idea where the fuck I was dragging her off to, I just know that the sight of her had my dick on the move, and now that I had her scent in my nose the shit was even worse.

I stopped dead in my tracks and looked down at her. That scent, damn, she was in heat. I grinned at her as she looked up at me suspiciously. “What the hell are you grinning at Grant Colfax? You been out in the sun too long?” she as so cute I couldn’t help stealing quick peck of her lips. I all but threw the poor girl into my truck before heading around to my side.

She was still watching me suspiciously but I noticed she wasn’t trying to get away. I took her hand in mine as I started up the engine just to make sure of it. “And where pray tell are you taking me? You know I was in town to take care of something.”

“It’ll keep, this can’t.” I drove like a bat out of hell for my place, knowing that I wasn’t going to make it all the way. Just as long as we got on my land it would be fine. I pulled onto the grass under a big oak tree just past the entrance to my spread. No one was around this time of day, the hands were clear on the other side of the property.

She opened her mouth to say some shit that I was sure I didn’t want to hear, not now, but I pulled her over the console onto my lap and covered her mouth with mine. Fuck, that taste ran through me, the memory of it searing me. I felt like I could breathe for the first time since that night, even though I could hardly draw a breath with my tongue halfway down her throat.

She melted into me just like that, like the mere touch of my hand was enough to stop everything else. I wrestled with the tab of her jeans and was pleasantly surprised when her hands joined mine. She mewled in heat, her body seeming to go from zero to sixty in a flash. I fought her jeans halfway off before lifting her to take them all the way off her legs, and then she was back straddling my lap with her soft pussy riding my thick bulge.

The noises she made had me ravenous for her as we both fought to open my zip and release my cock, which was only too happy to come out and play. I barely got the head out before I was pulling her down onto my eleven inches of iron hard cock meat. She fucking bit me as I pushed my jeans farther down my thighs so I could get my whole dick out.

“Those fucking noises are gonna get you in a world of trouble.” It was true, her moans were a cross between a mewl and a growl, sexy as fuck. My hands were rough in her hair as I pulled her head back to get at her throat. I wanted my mark on her, it was suddenly very important to me to put my seal of ownership on her.

I bit down on her flesh as I surged up with my dick hard. Her mouth fell open in a silent scream, which I covered with my hand. The ruck rocked beneath the force of my thrusts up into her body. I was making up for the few days she’d deprived me of this. I tore her blouse in my haste to get to her tits. When they sprung into view my mouth actually watered before I got my teeth on her plump mounds.

Her pussy was just as I remembered, hot, tight and wet. She rode my dick like she’d been doing it for a lifetime, and without the barrier and pain of her maidenhead I was free to fuck her the way I wanted. She was wild in her need to be fucked, and I knew from the noises that came out of her that she needed more.

I pushed the door open blindly and eased out of the truck with her on my dick. Moving around the front I finished kicking off my jeans before leaning her back against the hood that was still a little warm. I gave her a few strong, deep strokes before pulling out. “Nooooo…” Her sullen cry made me grin as I knelt at her feet and spread her open.

When my tongue slid into her, her complaint became a sigh. I grabbed onto her ass and ate her pussy like a dying man. That taste, it’s been haunting me for three fucking days. “Ummmm.” I bit her clit, fingered her ass and slipped three fingers inside her seeping gash, she went off and I moved my tongue in place just in time to catch some of that nectar.

Before her legs could stop shaking I stood up and turned her around. Kicking her legs open, I lined up my dick with her pink, puffy pussy and slid home from behind. “Oh yeah naughty girl push that pussy back on my dick.” She was a natural, the way she got up on her toes and tried to swallow all of my dick.

“Now you know you can’t handle all of me like this.” I gave her a little taste to show her what I was talking about, going deep into her belly. I had to pull her head back and swallow her cries with my mouth as her pussy went into overdrive.

I pulled back from going too deep and reminded myself that she was still new at this, though she wasn’t acting like it. Her ass looked like two buns surrounding a sausage as my dick went in and out of her, her pussy lips were pulled out of proportion with my outward thrusts and disappeared when I slammed back in. She was damn near climbing the truck by the time I was ready to offload in her. I’d already lost count of how many times she’d clenched around my cock and came, but I wanted her to go over with me.

I reached around for her clit and pressed down hard as I surged up into her. She bucked, I shot, and that’s all she wrote. “Stay away from Tom.” I growled those words in her ear as I slipped out of her body. She got huffy of course but what’s new? “I’m sorry, but I’ll thank you not to drag me off for any more of your caveman displays. I know you’re accustomed to dealing with less refined women, but I assure you…”

“Yeah, like you didn’t enjoy that shit.” I looked down at my cock that I had yet to put away because it felt so fucking good in the breeze. It was coated with her juices and there was no denying the fact, not to mention I think I could still hear the echoes of her last scream reverberating. That nose of hers went back up into the air but I noticed her nipples were still hard and she couldn’t keep her eyes off my dick until I finally put him away.

I was still hard so I changed my mind about taking her back into town to get her car and to do whatever the fuck it was that I’d gone there for in the first place. Instead I headed for the house and a nice soft bed. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Well now sweetheart, the way I see it, we’re nowhere near done. And since I can’t fuck you on Main Street and I’m sure you won’t check into the Peabody for an afternoon of wild uninhibited sex, this is the next best thing. And before you open your mouth to blast me, I smelt you back there, that’s what got you into trouble in the first place, so can the act.

***

I’m sorry to say I was not a gentleman. All my good intentions, all the things I’d told myself I had to take care of before I laid a hand on her again went out the window. I fucked her on every available surface in the house starting at the vestibule off the front door. I had more aches and pains than if I’d spent the day riding in the saddle or pitching fence, but it was worth it. She wasn’t doing too much better herself as she laid sprawled next to me in a rumpled heap.

Sitting with my back against the headboard I looked down at her body as I stroked my poor abused dick. I think he’d brought her off at least a dozen times so he’d earned his rest, but he refused to go all the way down. It was her I was sure. I’d never been able to fuck anyone this long without losing interest before, with her I didn’t seem to have an off switch.

When he was as hard as he was going to get after six hours of hard fucking, I rolled over on top of her and moved the sheet away. “One last time.” It was easy to slip into her soft moist heat. With my face buried in her neck I fucked her nice and slow until we both came.

I didn’t take her back to her car until hours later and then I followed her home, missing her already before I’d even cleared her driveway.