“I agree Blake, we don’t have to make love straight away, but that doesn’t mean I can’t show you other ways of pleasuring you.” Sweat beaded over my brow, Blake just gave me so much information I couldn’t process it all at once all I could do was show her she had nothing to fear from being with me.
Pushing on the lever to release the seat, I leaned back a little, so the steering wheel wasn’t digging into Blake. Shuffling one leg over my lap, I had her straddling and facing me quickly and with little effort.
“You right there, Cowboy?” she asked with a smirk, but I could hear the nervousness in her voice. For all our teasing back and forth, this was all so new for her and in a way for me too.
My last relationship dated back three years, a local girl I who I went to school with years before. It fizzled out not long after it began. She wanted a house, a white picket fence, and a husband to look after her and the five kids she planned on us having. After one night of dinner with her family, a coffee table covered with wedding magazines plus her father then introducing me to his jeweller older brother, I hightailed it out of there, breaking up with her the next day. I had to admit she took it well, telling me she didn’t have time to get all broken up about it and went out on the hunt for her next victim. Last I heard, she moved to Macedon was cooking baby number three and married to a rich sheep farmer. Better him than me.
Moving my hands to her cheeks, I cupped her and brought her mouth down till it hovered just over mine.
“I’m better than that sweetheart, I am fucking ecstatic you are here like this with me, finally.” I kept my voice low and gentle, fighting the beast inside me who wanted to howl like a wolf and claim my girl.
“You dreamt of this too?” Blake asked with a hitch in her voice.
“Every night for more years than I should have,” I admitted, watching her lips with a deep longing. Taking her in a devouring kiss right now was tempting, but first, she needed to hear the truth.
“When you turned eighteen, I longed to tell you that night how much I wanted you.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Oh baby, you needed time to grow up and enjoy being an adult, at least that was how I felt at the time. Each day that passed, I regretted not speaking up, but fuck Blake, watching you become a horse-breaker and healer, getting better and better at what you love was the best consolation prize. You earned a name in the field, your reputation for healing damaged horses is known far and wide. Because of you, the Triple H is renowned for more than just beef, it has also become a refuge for wounded animals.”
Blake stared softly at me, her head shaking gently.
“Hendrixx, I would have done that had I been with you. You have always been my biggest supporter since I can first remember. You have encouraged me to do anything I want, even when it drives you batty.”
Leaning in, I rested my forehead on hers. “I know, sweetheart. You throw your all at everything you do, and I am so fucking proud of you Blake, so fucking proud,” I whispered roughly, emotions aplenty rolling through me.
Blake sighed, her warm breath hitting my face. “I can’t believe this is happening. You and me, everything you said at the house, all of it.”
“Believe it sweetheart, it is happening, and I meant every single word. Now, I want to kiss you again Blake, I need to so badly, baby.” I was at the point of begging, but I couldn’t have cared less, my body was running on the two small tastes of Blake I’d had, and that wasn’t nearly enough.
“Yes, Hendrixx, I need that too,” Blake breathed into my mouth just before she closed the fraction of space between us, her lips immediately opening giving me exactly what I craved.
Keeping my hands planted on her face, I moved her head to the side to give me more access, kissing her rougher than I intended, but the potency of my attraction to her was taking over, and I was powerless to calm down.
The last thing I wanted to do was scare Blake, go too fast too soon, but when her moans hit my ears, I deepened the kiss even more, thrilling in her reaction to me.
Acting like a starved animal, I moved my mouth desperately, sipping, nipping and devouring her, taking what she was offering and more.
A low, pained groan echoed in the cab of the ute and it took a second or two to realise it came from me. My dick twitched in my jeans, Blake’s core sitting right over my bulge, making him happy as fuck. Dropping one hand from her face to the small of her back, I pulled her closer and down harder on my crotch, thrusting my hips against her, unable to stop myself.
Blake hissed into my mouth, but didn’t pull back. Instead, she ground her hips down as I pushed up, the rhythm as blissful as it was painful.
“Blake fuck this is really happening,” I groaned into her mouth, revelling in the enormity of the moment, not giving a crap if I was giving her too much information. I was done with hiding my feelings. Blake was either going to like it or get overwhelmed from it, either way, I would help her cope with the change I was going to make in her life.
“The fact that we are making out like randy teenagers in your ute, or that if you keep grinding your dick into me? And am I going to have to go back
