“Focus, Hendrixx. Stop thinking about me naked or riding you,” she huffed, but the cute pink stain on her cheeks told me she wasn’t all that upset about my dirty thoughts.
“Not going to happen sweetheart, but so that you know I was actually thinking about Fenixx.”
“What about him?”
“His dislike of Melbourne.”
Blake made a humming sound. “Yeah, that he does,” she agreed, falling silent, her hand slipping back into mine.
Expertly navigating through the open gates, one-handed the silence in the cab was comfortable. The only indication something was wrong was the way Blake’s fingers twitched and flexed between mine, while the fingers on her other hand, were busy twirling her long hair.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I knew Blake better than she knew herself. I knew every mood and every tell. She was worrying about something and it wasn’t Fenixx.
Making a low sound deep in my throat, I yanked on the wheel and pulled over next to a stack of hay bales. I could see that while I had been gone, Eddy had made a good dent in the pick up, but there was still a lot of work to be done before we could call it a day. Time wasn’t on my side, but Blake was more important than the disappearing light.
Leaving the engine running, I put the car into park and immediately hauled my girl over the console and into my lap, laughing at the adorable scowl she gave me.
Settling her legs over my lap, I sat still while she wriggled her peach arse over my crotch, trying to get away. Taking hold of her hips, I stilled her with a chaste kiss.
“Tell me.”
“You’re such a caveman, Drixx.” Her indignation softened by her body melting into me. Yeah, she was in the same place as me, just maybe not on the same rung of the ladder, but I could handle that. I had a feeling I knew what was concerning her, but she had to trust me enough to tell me on her own. Our relationship now didn’t have to be that much different from our friendship. The basics still applied, in fact, it was just as essential to keep the groundwork of friendship and just add the sexy stuff. Talking was what we were good at, yeah we fought and yelled at each other, but mostly, Blake and I could talk about everything and anything. Hours out in the paddock, riding and fixing fences together, we did a fair amount of talking.
Familiar with each other was what we were, I wasn’t going to let that change.
“Sweetheart, don’t bullshit me. Now, what is going on in there?” I leaned down and kissed her temple, her skin warm and soft.
“Sex,” she blurted out, her head ducking into my neck.
“What about it?” I asked, laughing.
“I haven’t done it before.” Her words were mumbled, but I heard them loud and clear. I also felt her lips moving against my throat and that was doing some mighty fine things to my dick.
“I know, what about it?” I asked, gently pulling her face out of its hiding place so I could look at her, “I need you to look at me when you talk, so your lips and tongue aren’t tracing over my neck or else more of this is going to happen.” Pushing my hips up off the seat, I ground my hard dick into her firm arse, laughing again at the stain that was deepening on her cheeks.
She squeaked then moaned when I gave her one more thrust, but finally stopped moving.
“How many positions are there exactly? And I really don’t think that is going to fit inside me,” Blake blurted, a look of complete horror on her beautiful face.
As much as I wanted to make jokes to defuse her apprehension, I knew that would just set her off and risk getting a punch in return, but also I didn’t want to end the intimacy of our moment.
This was going to happen a lot more, cuddling with my girl only on a more comfortable chair, a steering wheel and a console did not make for comfort or romance.
“Well, first, yes it will fit sweetheart, it might be a little uncomfortable in the beginning, but if I do my job right and get you ready for me, there is no reason it won’t be good for both of us,” I assured her, running my fingers down her arms, enjoying the freedom of touching her.
“And second, there is no real rule about how we make love, Blake. Positions depend on the couple and, more importantly, how the man treats and cares for his partner. I have no intention of fucking you for just my own pleasure. For me, my pleasure will come from yours, if you aren’t into it, then neither will I be,” I told her truthfully. Nothing was going to happen between us unless Blake agreed and wanted it, simple as that.
“But you are aroused now, right?” Blake asked, wriggling once more, my cock lengthening more, proving her point and pulling a groan from my lips.
“Fucking oath I am sweetheart, but I’m not going to take you until you say so, and definitely not in my dirty ute.”
“But when a man gets hard he needs to—”
Slipping my hand from her hip to her cheek, I cupped the softness loving the way she mewed and rubbed herself into my palm.
“A real man can wait, no matter the pain he might be experiencing in his pants. I am a real man Blake, and I can wait. As long as I know you are in this with me, you can take as long as you need,” I said, meaning every word. Forcing Blake was not an option, she will always have my respect until my last breath.
“What about your needs, Hendrixx? I’m not saying I don’t want to make love with you because I really do, but going slow after going so fast seems like a good idea.”
Smiling gently
