Part 14 (1/2)

”I think it must be rea.s.suring to have a history and attachment to a place like this. That's why I love my little cabin so much.”

Joshua slowed the swing down and moved in front of Rachael.

Without saying a word, he pushed her legs apart and knelt between them. Just as he'd thought, the swing was low enough and he was tall enough to facilitate a good f.u.c.king. He pushed his jeans a little way down, effectively freeing his erect shaft. Still not speaking, he trailed his fingers along her thigh, while he unselfconsciously stroked himself with his other hand. When his fingers reached the apex of her legs, he was unsurprised to feel swollen, moist, soft folds.

Knowing that she was ready for him, he bunched up her skirt and positioned the head of his c.o.c.k within the lips of her warm p.u.s.s.y.

Needing no verbal instruction, Rachael wrapped her legs loosely around his waist and held on tightly to the rope. He gripped the edges of the swing seat with each hand and swung it forward, which caused his c.o.c.k to be buried deep inside her.

She gasped as he filled and stretched her like a big hand in a small latex glove. She leaned farther back on the swing to give an even deeper angle of penetration as he repeatedly rocked her onto his c.o.c.k.

He could clearly see his length slipping into her c.u.n.t. It looked like burst, ripe fruit split around his width. She also brazenly watched the erotic sight for a little while before gazing intently into his eyes with a look of desire and devilment. She purposely squeezed and clenched her p.u.s.s.y, clasping even tighter around him. His eyes widened at the unexpected exquisite sensation. Rachael groaned as she then reversed the action of her muscles, pus.h.i.+ng out, as if trying to expel him.

”Jesus, what are you doing?” he ground out as his whole body thrummed with pleasure at the unsurpa.s.sed stimulation of his c.o.c.k.

”f.u.c.king you.”

Again and again, she clenched her muscles tight, clutched his straining, taut shaft with a warm, slick, vice-like grip, drew him deeper inside, then released and pushed forcefully. Her muscles squeezed around his c.o.c.k and pressed against his hard flesh.

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He stopped moving, holding Rachael and the swing close to his body and gave in to the escalating waves of sheer pleasure.

”Come for me, Joshua,” she commanded, wrapping her legs tighter around him.

Unable and unwilling to fight against the climax building, he erupted into her, expelling a loud grunt as he spurted his release, surrendering his seed into her silken embrace.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and, burying his head in her hair, caught his breath. Then he did something he'd never done before after s.e.x-he started to chuckle.

”h.e.l.l, woman, you are full of surprises.”

”Just giving you a taste of your own medicine.” She giggled along with him.

As he came down slowly from the s.e.xual high, he realized that not only had he never laughed after s.e.x, he had never let a women take control either. He knew it now, clear as a fresh mountain lake: he loved her. He drew back and looked at her in wonderment. He had thought that he only wanted to dominate, but Rachael had turned the tables on him, and he had enjoyed it.

”Speaking of a taste, I believe I owe you one. You didn't come.”

She grinned. ”If we are keeping score, then I'm well up on the o.r.g.a.s.m chart. Anyway, I've got a sneaking suspicion you'll make up for it later.”

He nodded as he produced a clean neckerchief from his pocket.

”At least let me clean you up.”

She began to protest, but he silenced her with a kiss as his hand caressed between her legs, cleaning the evidence of their union.

”You're doing a very thorough job,” she murmured, breaking the kiss for a second.

”I've a good work ethic.”

He teased her a little, playing with her c.l.i.t, but not settling into the rhythm required to take her over the edge. She moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss. ”Please, Joshua.”

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He stopped. ”Later. I'll make it up to you later. Come on. We'd better check on dinner.”

She huffed and pouted, but she didn't protest. It was darn cute.

Joshua smiled to himself, a little teasing helped to raise the game.

He would give her what she deserved a little later, no doubt about that.

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Chapter 6.

James and Janet had already set the table, and they all sat down to a casual dinner at 6:00 p.m.

”Gosh, you weren't kidding. This stew is great,” Rachael commented after her first delicious mouthful. Joshua looked pleased as he sipped his wine.

It was clear to Rachael that Joshua's siblings were delighted to be entertaining her, and she couldn't help but feel completely at home in their company. She told them about her family and, in particular, the escapades of her two brothers. After one particularly funny story, Janet was crying with laughter, holding her sides.

”Oh, oh, it can't be true,” she gasped.

”I swear to G.o.d, the car ended down a trench. They didn't know it was there because workmen had only dug it the day before.”

”Your brothers sound like a lot of fun.” James chuckled.

”You may meet them soon. I think they'll use the excuse of a family visit to look at the possibility of moving back themselves. It shouldn't be too difficult for them to find work in the oil industry here because they work in oil and gas exploration in the North Sea at the moment.”

”Perhaps they can send us a CV,” James suggested.

”Why?” Rachael asked. ”They don't know much about cattle.”

James and Janet looked confused. Frowning, they glanced at each other and then at Joshua.

”We aren't only a cattle ranch. We have other business concerns, primarily petroleum.”

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She wondered why he had neglected to mention it when they were talking over lunch.

”That must keep you busy,” she said casually.

It hurt a little to think that he may have deliberately skirted around telling her about his business when she had been so open about herself. She recovered quickly from the embarra.s.sment she felt in front of his brother and sister at obviously knowing so little about his life. The situation brought it home to her that she had known him less than one week. Here she was having unprotected, rampant s.e.x with a virtual stranger. It wasn't her at all. She just didn't do this sort of thing! She took a big gulp of her wine.

”Very busy in the early days,” he answered. ”But now we have managers to handle the day-to-day running of the company. It allows me to be involved more with the ranch, which I enjoy. James deals with the engineering and technical side of things.”