“Y’all stay. I’ll go get it. Men, rub your women’s feet and back. Ladies, just soak it up,” I tell them and walk towards the entryway.
“Want me to go with you to help?” Cat asks.
I have to play this cool so I say, “You don’t have to if you’re tired. But I won’t say no to having some company.”
She bites back her smile and pushes up from where she’s sprawled out on the floor. “I could use a little fresh air. The smell of cookies is starting to make me sick.”
We grab our shoes and jackets and tell them all we’ll return soon. I open the door to my truck and practically throw her in. Running to the other side, I climb and fire it up.
“Call Rusty’s and ask for Marge. Tell her we want the McCallan Ranch special and she’ll have it ready in thirty minutes.” I toss my phone at her and she picks it up.
“Passcode.” I rattle it off and she quickly opens it, makes the call and climbs over the center console.
Her fingers work to unbuckle my belt and pull my jeans open. I struggle to help her as we drive down the bumpy dirt road, wiggling side to side and get them pushed down just enough for her to grip my hard dick.
She wraps her hair into a makeshift bun then descends, her mouth sliding down my shaft until I hit the back of her throat.
“Fucking hell.” My head falls back against the headrest and I fight to keep my eyes open.
Cat hums and bobs up and down, using her hand in tandem. She flattens her tongue and it’s pure bliss. We pass the last of the ranch and my house as she sucks the head of my cock. My abs tense with strain to hold back my release. I need to find a place to pull over and fuck her, and I need to do it now.
I know all of the trails and hidden spots around here, and I flip through the pictures in mind for the perfect one. When I remember one in particular, I make a sharp left turn.
Cat jolts and I grunt when I feel the slightest tug of her teeth. It’s my fault for not warning her, but right now I don’t care. The truck bounces and Cat does her best to keep going. When I slow in the copse of pine trees, I put the truck in park and begin adjusting the seat back as far as it can go.
“Get up here,” I growl while pulling her mouth off of me.
She hurriedly kicks off a shoe, pulls her leggings down, and removes one foot before climbing over. I push my jeans down a few inches more, making sure that she won’t end up with a large buckle or zipper up her ass, and welcome her.
“Oh boy are you jolly today, Mr. Rancher.” She eyes my wet and throbbing cock, the head purple as the blood rushes to it.
“You didn’t notice when you had it shoved down your throat?” Her hands rest on my shoulders as she slowly sinks down, swallowing me whole.
“I don’t think I can take it slow. I’m literally hanging on by a worn thread.” She clamps her mouth onto my mouth and sucks.
“No complaints here. I was ready to blow the second you put that beautiful mouth on me.” My hands nudge her sweater up and I let my hands massage her plump breasts.
Her head falls back on a moan and she bounces faster. “Have I told you…ffuck, that feels so good.”
“Tell me what baby?”
“Told you how much I love fucking you. God, you’re amazing.”
“You’re amazing. This tight pussy loves it when I fill you up. I see the way you shiver when my cum fills your sweet cunt.”
“Yes,” she mewls and rides me faster.
“Where do you like it best, baby? All your holes are so hungry when it comes time for me to feed you. Greedy girl.”
Her whines grow louder and I grip her ass, tugging her to me with force. Our breathing grows labored as we climb this nirvana cliff.
“Right there, darlin’. Fuck me harder. Squeeze my cock with your tight pussy.”
The dirty words I whisper have her bursting. Her head falls back, rolls side to side, and finally slams into my shoulder.
“Aaah, fuck. More. Please, don’t stop.” She begs and pleads and takes as her orgasm continues to roll on.
“Never.” And I mean it. I’ll never stop fucking or loving her.
