Prologue
Zane
“Hey, cowboy,” Aubrey’s soft words washed over me and I turned, finding her standing in the wide barn doorway, wearing a white sundress. The light shone behind her, highlighting all her curves through the thin fabric, and I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra. Immediately, my body responded, growing harder, as I took in the vision of loveliness that constantly tortured my dreams. “I’ve been waiting for you to get here all morning.” She smiled.
Hefting a bag of feed from the wheelbarrow, I moved it onto the stack against the wall. “I just arrived. Tell Brent I’m sorry I’m late. My dad needed some extra . . . help . . . this morning.”
“It’s okay. My dad isn’t here. He and Mom decided to take a trip into town for some supplies. He said not to expect them back until this afternoon.”
“They’re gone?” I asked, swallowing thickly, as she sauntered past me and began climbing the ladder to the hayloft. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she moved higher, not stopping until she reached the top and stepped onto the floor above, flashing me a significant peek of her lacy, white underwear.
Holy fuck. My cock was so hard it was straining against the zipper of my jeans.
I’d never wanted a girl as badly as I wanted this one. Every night I was tortured with dreams of trying to get inside her. Cold showers and I were becoming the very best of friends, as I attempted to keep things reined in, not wanting to pressure her. I wanted to wait until she was ready. I just hoped I didn’t die first.
Abandoning my task without another thought, I followed her up the ladder, finding her leaning in the doorway of the loft. I joined her, and for a few moments, we both stared out across the rolling vista, with its wide-open prairies, surrounded by low-lying hills and mountains in the distance.
Glancing back at Aubrey, I forgot all about the view. Well, at least that view. I’d never seen a prettier picture than the girl standing in front of me. A few strands of her long, dark hair blew around her face softly. The white of her dress made her olive toned skin seem even more tan than usual, and I simply wanted to run my fingers over every inch of her exposed body and then some.
Moving to her side, I slid my hands around her tiny waist and pulled her gently toward me. She didn’t speak, but her hazel colored eyes locked with mine, and I saw the longing inside them. Unable to help myself, I captured her plump lips, parting them with my tongue so I could taste her properly. A soft whimper escaped her, and she wrapped her arms around me, thoroughly kissing me back.
Everything about me belonged to her. I wondered if she knew she owned me—heart and soul.
I wasn’t sure when I’d stopped thinking of her as the best friend and playmate of my childhood and started wanting her instead. I’d tried on several occasions to pinpoint the exact moment I’d fallen in love with her, but with no success. There were too many great moments in our past together. Loving her was an accumulation of all of them.
Aubrey Hart set a fire in my bones unlike any other girl I’d been with. She knew everything about my past, and every success and failure in my life. She knew about all my previous crushes on various girls, and she knew exactly which of those girls had ended up naked beneath me. Shit, she probably knew exactly how many times I’d slept with each one, as well. I shared everything with her—everything. Maybe that was why I connected to her so much. She knew me better than anyone. Whatever the reason, I couldn’t get enough of her.
Kissing her repeatedly, our mouths tangled together hotly, as hands roamed freely over each other, until my throbbing cock was so hard I worried I might explode right there. Tearing myself away, I moved several steps backward. It was becoming more and more difficult to control myself around her, not that I was in control much anyway.
“I . . . I better get back to work,” I lied, panting. I didn’t want to go anywhere. This was exactly where I wanted to be.
Aubrey stared at me for a moment, before strolling casually over to where some old saddle blankets sat in a stack behind me. I watched as she picked one up and spread it out across a thick pile of hay. “I thought maybe you could stay for a while. I want to spend as much time with you as I can before you move to Los Angeles. We only have a couple days left, you know. We should spend as much of it together as we can.”
A nervous chuckle rippled through me. “As much as I would like that, I think I’m already way past being able to stop if I start kissing you again.”
She shrugged. “That’s okay. I don’t want you to stop. Think of it as my gift—a happy send off for you until we can see each other again.” Her words were quiet, but firm. “Please stay?”
She didn’t have to ask me twice.
Crossing the space in two strides, I scooped her in my arms, gently laying her back on the bed of straw.
“You’re sure?” I asked, gazing into her eyes, hopeful.
Staring at me, she nodded, the tip of her tongue darting out and briefly licking her lips. “I’m sure. I’ve never wanted anything more.”
Relief shot through me, along with a heavy dose of fire. “Me either.” Still, I halted, her words giving me pause. “You know I’ll be back for you soon, right? I can’t stand the thought of leaving you, even for a minute. These first few weeks, I’ll be rooming with other people, but as soon as I get settled in with a place of my own, I’m coming to get you.”
“Don’t worry about that now. It’ll work out as it should.” She ran a hand over one of my arms, squeezing my biceps on the way past and even that simple touch turned me on more.
Shifting, I reached behind me, digging in my back pocket for my wallet, only to realize I’d left it at home. “Shit! I don’t have any condoms with me.” I flashed an apologetic look at her. “I forgot my wallet.”
Her face showed disappointment, and she bit her lip as she considered this development. “Can’t you just pull out, or something, when you’re ready? I really want to do this with you, Zane. This might be our last chance before you leave.”
I didn’t even take the time to reply, not wanting to wait a moment longer. Crushing my mouth to hers, my hands wandered, finding the hem of her short dress and gathering it. Sitting up, she allowed me to pull it off over her head.
There were no modesty issues between us. I was no stranger to her body, having spent hour upon hour in the past, just like this—sucking on and petting her mostly naked form while she writhed and moaned beneath me.
I’d helped her find release on numerous occasions, both with my fingers and my mouth, and she’d returned the favor, relieving me with her mouth, too.
Memories of past blowjobs flitted through my mind, making me smile. God, I loved watching her head bob up and down on me. She was like the fuckin’ dick whisperer, or something, the way she constantly brought me to full attention whenever she was around. My shaft had turned into a damn water witch, and it was constantly directing me to her, as if it were a compass.
I’d once teased her that I’d always be able to find her if she ever got lost because my erection would point me straight to her. She laughed so hard, she cried, and then she blew me again and let me come all over her bare breasts. It had been friggin’ hot!
Despite all the times we’d messed around together though, we’d never crossed this last and final barrier. She was still technically a virgin. And despite all the times she’d graciously relieved my throbbing arousal, all I could seem to think about was burying it deep inside her.
Now, I couldn’t get out of my clothes fast enough, trying the whole while to keep kissing and touching her as I did so. Finally, our naked bodies were pressed together, and I sucked one of her tight nipples into my mouth. Arching against me, she moaned heavily, and I slipped my hand lower, sliding a couple fingers inside her, and finding her wet and ready for me.
“Damn,” I whispered, hoping I could last long enough to bring her some pleasure as well. Too long, I’d waited for this moment, and now that it was here, I was afraid I might explode the second I entered her. I was so keyed up.
Kissing her a few mere moments longer, she was already writhing against me, begging for more, and I was anxious to give in to those demands.
“Please, Zane,” she whimpered. Her hands ran over my skin, reaching down between us, as I shifted above her, and grabbing my length. Slowly, she rubbed the head of my dick over her wet slit.
I clenched my teeth, trying to resist the urge to just pound into her. I didn’t want to hurt her, especially since she’d been scared about my size and whether or not I’d fit inside her in the past. I’d religiously reassured her that she’d handle my cock just fine, but somehow that reassurance hadn’t served to comfort her much. So I let her blow me, instead, and enjoyed every second of it. But now—now my dreams were finally going to come true.
I was going to have the girl I loved.
My rounded tip slid inside her. Fuck! I wasn’t even two inches in yet, and my body was already screaming at me. Slowly, I pressed forward, maintaining eye contact with her. She stiffened as I reached the barrier.
Pausing, I kissed her again, even though I was trembling, trying to hold back. As soon as she started relaxing again, I surged forward, burying myself completely. Her sharp cry filled the air, causing some of the horses below us to ninny, and she stiffened, her fingernails biting into my skin.
Holding still, I stared down at my pretty girl. Her jaw was clenched as she adjusted to me, and the pain. I hated that I’d hurt her, but loved that I was her first. Finally, she belonged to me—completely.
“I’m sorry,” I said, feeling guilty that her pain was causing me such exquisite pleasure. “I love you,” I added, and with those words, I slowly withdrew and pumped into her again. Immediately, her face changed, and a silent “O” shaped her mouth. Arching slightly, her tightened nipples brushed against my chest.
Holy hell! She felt and looked so fucking amazing. “Feels good, huh?” I managed to get out.
“So good,” she panted, lifting her legs and wrapping them around my hips, and I thought I was going to lose it right there.
“I’m trying to be careful,” I whispered, wanting her to know I’d take it easy on her.
“Don’t worry about that,” she said, her hands traveling up and down my back. “I want you to enjoy it.”
I snorted. “Trust me, I am,” I replied, punctuating my words with the movements of my cock. I’d never talked with a girl this much during sex before, most of my previous experiences being of the slam-bam-thank-you-ma’am variety. In the past it was all about getting off. I happily slid my dick into any female that offered. Sex felt good and if girls wanted to get it from me, I was glad to give it to them, as hard and as fast as I could.
It wasn’t like that with Aubrey. I liked hearing what she had to say.
Shifting to my knees without slipping out of her, I straightened, staring down at where our bodies were joined together. “I like seeing me inside you.”
She propped herself up on her elbows and let her knees fall wide open, following my gaze to the place we were joined together. “It is kind of beautiful, isn’t it?”
“You have no idea,” I said, slipping my hands under her butt and lifting her hips, so I could continue to drive inside her.
Tossing her head back, she moaned heavily and I pounded into her harder, making her full breasts bounce up and down and her hands slid up to cover them, holding them down.
“Don’t,” I breathed out quickly. “I like seeing them bounce while I’m fuckin’ you.”
Peering at me with mischievous eyes, she pinched her nipples and I groaned. “You like?” she asked innocently.
“You know I do,” I growled out, images of the time she’d masturbated herself in front of me flitting through my head. How we’d made it away from that picnic without me fuckin’ her lights out, I never knew. It was the sexiest damn thing I’d ever seen. My dick had been permanently hard for weeks afterward. Even now, the memory was enough to spur me on.
Continuing to ride her harder and faster, I could feel my climax building. Shit! I didn’t want to finish already.
Think of something else! my brain frantically ordered. It was taking all the control I had to try and stave myself off. Immediately, I searched for something to hold me off. I imagined sitting in church, holding a hymnal and listening to the religious words being sung by the congregation. It didn’t help much because the next image in my head was my climax exploding all over the hymnal.
Damn! I was dying here.
“Zane!” she suddenly called out, her body stiffening beneath me. Hell, yes! “Oh!” Her head thrashed from side to side. “Oh my gosh! Zane!” Finally, I felt her start to spasm around me.
“Fuck yeah!” I shouted, driving into her even harder. Holy shit! This was going to be good! My ball sack tightened, but she was still coming, writhing beneath me. I did my best to hold it as long as I could.
“Zaaaaane!” she shouted, dragging out my name as she bucked her hips against me, begging for more.
“Fuuuuuuuuck!” I shouted, my cock pulsating heavily. “Baby, I—” Ripping myself out of her body, I shot my load, spraying thick streams of cum against her thighs as I jacked myself off the rest of the way, shuddering and groaning with each spurt.
Falling on the blanket beside her, panting, I watched as her hand slid lower, running her fingers through the gift I’d left her. Lifting them, she closed her eyes as she licked them one by one, and that simple action sent fire straight to my groin again. I loved that my girl enjoyed tasting me whenever she had the chance. It was so—erotic.
Opening her eyes, she glanced at me with a satisfied smile. “That was—”
“Incredible?” I interrupted, still seeing stars. Sex had never felt this good before. Being with Aubrey had taken it to a whole new level for me.
She giggled. “Better than incredible. I was thinking earth shattering, or something like that.”
Laughing, I gathered a corner of the blanket and wiped away the rest of my semen from her stomach. Gathering her into my arms, I kissed her cheek. “I’m happy you enjoyed it. Thank you.”
“You enjoyed it? Really?” she asked, her brows drawing together in doubt.
“Can’t you tell?” I replied, amazed that she even felt the need to ask. Didn’t she know she’d just rocked my world and changed the very way I looked at sex?
“I . . .” She hesitated for a moment, glancing away briefly before drawing in a deep breath and releasing it. “I just know you’ve been with lots of other girls. I’ve heard about them all. Now I’m one of them, and I don’t want to be a disappointment.”
Eyes widening in disbelief, I stared at her. “Aubrey, don’t you know? You had all those girls beat before I ever even touched you for the first time. You’re complete perfection. Those girls have nothing on you.” I paused, sliding my hand over her bare skin, from her shoulder to her hip. “And this—this is the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt in my life.”
“I love you,” she said, her eyes looking teary, and she hugged me tighter.
“I love you, too.” I meant every word. This wasn’t just afterglow. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this girl. She meant everything to me. I was struggling with leaving her already, and I wasn’t even gone yet.
Rolling over onto her stomach, she crossed her ankles behind her, waving them slightly in the air. “So next time, I want to be on top.”
Her words surprised me, but I loved hearing them. “Next time?”
“Well, we need to get as much as we can in before you leave. I need my memories to keep me warm at night while you’re off becoming some famous super model.”
I snorted. “I think you’re making a bigger deal out of this opportunity than it really is.” I ran my fingers down her spine as I spoke.
“Whatever! You just won a national contest! You do realize that, don’t you? It is a big deal.”
I shrugged, not caring one whit about that stupid contest right now. “If you say so. I only entered it because you begged me to. Personally, I think this is a bigger deal.” I gestured between us and smiled. “And I can promise you, I’m way more excited about what just happened here than any modeling gig.”
“Me too.” Smiling, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against my shoulder, before slipping her arm around my waist. “Thank you for today. I’m sorry I’ve been so nervous about it, but you were totally right. It was awesome. I look forward to doing it a lot more.”
“Just hearing you talk this way makes me ready to go again, right now.” Hooking my arm around her waist, I dragged her on top of me and she squealed, her legs flopping to either side of mine.
Slapping my shoulder, she gave me the stink eye—or tried to. The cute grin that slid onto her face kept it from landing. “You scared me.”
“That’s what you get for tempting me. You can’t be doing stuff like that. I’m a man—with needs. When you talk that way, my body demands to have those needs filled. It really is all your fault.”
Rolling her eyes, she shook her head. “That was the lamest thing I’ve ever heard.” Shifting her position, she guided me inside, her eyelids fluttering as she settled down on top of me, with a moan.
“It might have been lame, but it still got you where I wanted you,” I teased back, flexing inside of her and another sound escaped her.
“Everything is so . . . intense feeling, and so . . . full.”
“Are you sure you’re okay to do this? You’re not too sore?” I didn’t want to cause her any more discomfort, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to stop her either, if she was game to go again.
“I feel fine. A little tender at the moment, but nothing I can’t handle. It kind of heightens the sensation.” Her eyes closed. Placing her hands flat on my chest, she rocked her hips against me.
“Damn.” It was all I could say. Not only did she feel amazing, she looked amazing, perched on top of me all . . . naked. Reaching out, I fondled her breasts, loving the weight of them in my hands as I tweaked each of them, watching them pucker into tight buds. Another groan escaped her and she moved faster.
“I like that,” she whispered.
“I know,” I replied. I’d always been fascinated with her boobs and how tight her nipples got when I played with them. I wondered if they throbbed like my dick did when it got hard like that.
Anchoring my hands on her hips, I guided her faster, my eyes traveling from the expression of ecstasy on her face, to where her round breasts swayed back and forth over me.
Holy hell! I was going to come again already. It was like I was a damn fourteen year old again, experiencing his very first time, only my first time was never this good.
The sound of a vehicle pulling up outside interrupted us. Glancing over her shoulder, Aubrey looked out the loft doors. “It’s my parents!” she whispered sharply.
“Don’t stop yet!” I held her hips tight, thanking heaven above as she continued to ride me. The danger of getting caught only served to heighten everything—at least for me—I wasn’t sure about her, but she kept going.
“Are you close?” she asked, sounding nervous. “Because I am, but—” Tossing her head back, she let out a long, soft moan. Immediately, I started coming, I couldn’t hold it back.
“Up! Up!” I whispered frantically, and she practically flung herself off me, but I was worried that most of the first shot made it inside her. Rubbing myself, I jacked off the rest. Fuckin’ hell! It felt amazing!
“Get dressed!” She hissed before I was even finished, throwing my clothes at me. Regret filled me. I wasn’t finished with all the things I wanted to do with her yet. Rising, I grabbed my pants first, trying to hurriedly put them on and we both snickered as we stumbled around, fumbling with our clothes. She quickly pulled her dress over her head.
“Aubrey? You in the house?” Her dad’s voice called loudly over the idling engine and she moved to the loft doors. I knew she didn’t have her panties on, because they were on the blanket beside me.
“No, I’m over here,” she replied to him as I buttoned my pants. Standing, I shoved my boots on and quickly grabbed my t-shirt, thankful Brent couldn’t see me up here with her. I didn’t want to get shot when things were just starting to get good.
“Mom forgot her purse on the counter. We came back to get it. I was going to have you bring it out. Did Zane show up?”
“Yeah, he’s down there stacking feed.” She nodded in the direction of the ladder.
Quickly, I grabbed her panties and stuffed them in my pocket, before hurrying down to the main barn floor. Snatching a bag of feed, I began stacking again, just as Brent appeared in the doorway. Hopefully he’d think I was flushed and out of breath from working hard.
“Everything okay this morning, son?” he asked, eyeing me. It wasn’t unusual for him to call me that. I didn’t mind. He’d been more of a father to me than mine had ever been.
“Yeah. My dad needed some extra help this morning. Sorry I was late.” Basically, that was the nice way of me telling Brent my dad was drunk off his rocker. I didn’t need to elaborate. He knew what I meant.
“No problem. Is your dad okay?”
“He’ll be fine. Just needs to sleep things off.” Everyone knew my dad lived in the bottom of a bottle these days. He’d never recovered from my mom’s death twelve years ago.
While we lived on the neighboring farm, it had dwindled into disrepair—at least the outbuildings had. I tried to keep up the farmhouse the best I could and had worked for Brent all through high school, earning money to keep food on the table. Brent also rented some of our pastures, which helped out too. I was very appreciative to him. Who knew what my life would be like if he wasn’t around?
“All right. Aubrey probably already told you, but I’m running into town with Daphne to get some supplies. We won’t be home until early evening now, since we had to come back.”
“Okay. I’ll get all the late chores done up for you before I go home then.”
“Thanks, Zane. I always feel better knowing things are in your capable hands.”
He’d shit a brick if he knew exactly what had been in my capable hands, or riding my very capable dick.
“Happy to help. I love it here.”
“We love having you here, son. You’re family.” He paused, shuffling uncomfortably. “Daphne always wished we could’ve adopted you.”
I paused, my eyes going wide. “She did?”
He nodded. “We even asked your dad about it once, a couple years after your mom died. He got pretty angry about it, so we never brought it up again.”
This was news to me. I’d never heard a word about it before this. “I’m sorry. I had no idea.” I wasn’t sure what to say. “Thank you for caring.”
“We always have. Daphne and I have watched you and Aubrey grow up together. You both get along so well. We thought you’d both enjoy being brother and sister.”
I was pretty sure I blanched at that comment. If there was one thing I was positive I never wanted, that was for Aubrey to be my sister. Girlfriend? Yes. Sex slave? Hell, yes! And I even hoped she’d be my wife at some point in the distant future. But we had plenty of time for that. Right now, I just wanted to explore every inch of her body—repeatedly—for days on end. But sister? Hell, no! There was nothing but trouble in store for us down that road, because regardless of her title, I’d never be able to stop fucking her now that the line had been crossed.
“Well, I better get going,” Brent said, pulling me back to reality.
“Enjoy your day trip,” I replied politely, feeling just the tiniest bit guilty about my previous activities. Brent trusted me. Right now I was violating that trust in the worst way possible.
“Thanks. We will.” He gave a wave and headed back to the vehicle.
Soon the truck was meandering out of the yard, but my attention was fully riveted on the brunette beauty descending the ladder, flashing me her bare butt as she did so.
Instantly, my body stirred to life again. Damn it! I’d already taken her twice today. How was it possible to want her even more than before?
“I lost my panties,” she said as she reached the bottom and turned to face me.
“I see that,” I replied with a grin, not divulging their whereabouts. “Not that I’m complaining.” I planned on keeping them. Maybe I’d hang them on some of my sports trophies in my room and they could be my favorite trophy ever, since I’d be reliving this day for the rest of my life. Or I could bronze them and hang them on a plaque that said, “The first time I fucked Aubrey.” Just the idea of it made me smile.
“Sorry we got interrupted.” Wrapping her arms around my neck, she popped up on her tiptoes to kiss me.
“Guess we’ll just have to pick up where we left off.” Lifting her, I set her on the bags of feed and spread her legs, smiling as I wedged my way in between them, pushing her dress up until her pretty pussy was showing. “Ready for round three?” I grinned and she giggled.
“Yup. I want to do this with you all the time.”
Staring into her eyes, I wondered how I’d gotten so lucky. “I’d like that, too.” Pressing my mouth to hers, I kissed her deeply.
So many great things were happening for me right now, but all I could think about was how much I wanted to experience it all with Aubrey. Only Aubrey.
Unfastening my pants, I released myself and pushed back inside her. This . . . this was perfection, and I just knew our future together was going to be perfect!