He hisses as he slams the driver’s side door open and storms out.

Fuck. Fuckity-fuck fuck fuck.

I jump out after him, my heart hammering in my chest.

“Shepherd—”

He growls, swearing as he whirls from me, storming off across the tall grass towards the top of the little hill we’re parked on.

“Shepherd, please, let me explain!”

Fear creeps through me — this coldness I’ve never felt before. Because for the first time ever, I’m worried about losing a feeling I’ve never had before. I’m worried about losing him, and this warmth that he sets blazing through me. I’ve never felt anywhere close to how I feel about him with anyone else — as few “anyone elses” as there’ve been. And him reacting like this?

God, I hate it. I hate that it’s come out like this — that I’ve spilled this part of me and my background to him this way. I hate that this might pull him away from me.

“Hang on, listen, please!”

I grab his arm, twisting him back around to look at me. There’s this shadow on his face, and worse, this look that can only be described one way: distrust.

And that might just hurt the most.

“You need to know who I am, okay? And the world I come from!”

His brow narrows. “Oh, and which world is that, Chastity? Fuckin’ Mars? Do they not tell people they fuck that they’re engaged on Mars?!”

I shake my head, biting back tears. “It isn’t like that, okay!?” I squeeze my eyes shut, and suddenly, I’m collapsing into him. There’s not even a hesitation from him — no second to think about, no slow move. He just reacts, like it’s instinct. His muscled arms circle me, and his warm, hard body presses to mine, holding me so tight and so close.

“Hey, hey, I gotcha, princess,” he says quietly.

And then it all comes out — my family, and the place in the world I come from. My father and that whole thing, my trapped mother, and then the connection to Billy-Ray — Cyril, and what that’s meant for me.

Shepherd stiffens against me. “They can’t make you marry someone. It’s not the fucking dark ages.”

“It is where I come from,” I say quietly. “When you grow up in the world I come from? Yeah, it basically is. And this was my only way out. I mean, it’s my marketable skill. It’s kinda what I do.”

“Knock over meth labs?”

I roll my eyes, sniffling and smiling at him. “Not exactly. But I’ve been hot-wiring cars and breaking into safes and taking stuff since I was a kid.”

“Knew there was a reason I liked you.”

I smile again, biting my lip as I look up at him. “Well, so that was it. This was my getaway plan. Because if I didn’t go through with marrying Billy-Ray, my dad was going to cut me off entirely. I’ve got some money, but…”

“But not enough to disappear with.”

“Basically.”

He nods, pushing his fingers through his hair. “So where were you going to go?”

“Belize.”

“Sounds hot as hell.”

“It is, but it’s far away, the exchange rate is phenomenal, and I found this amazing resort I could basically live at and they apparently have great strawberry daiquiris.”

He grins, shaking his head. “You know, Kentucky gets pretty hot, too.”

A smile spreads over my lips. “So you think I should just stay here instead?”

He shrugs. “You could.”

“With you, I suppose?”

“Darlin’, I make a much better strawberry daiquiri than any of those shitty resort bartenders in Belize, you know.”

I giggle. “Oh, do you now?”

“Oh hell yeah.” Shepherd shrugs. “Well, if by strawberry daiquiri you actually mean whiskey in a glass.”

I laugh as I fall into him, kissing him in this fun, silly way before slowly, it starts to get hotter, and deeper. And suddenly, his arms are pulling me in, and my pulse is racing as I moan into his lips.

…Could I stay here? The idea of just up and moving in with this wild outlaw of a man I’ve only known for a day or so is insane, but is it any more insane than my life already is? Held hostage by my criminal stepfather? Auctioned off to some drug lord to seal a business deal? Robbing a damn meth lab with a shotgun to steal getaway money?”

I mean, that's all pretty insane. Running off to shack up with some rough gorgeous cowboy in Sugar County doesn’t sound half nuts when you put it that way.

The kiss grows hotter, and slowly, we sink to the ground. I gasp into his mouth as his hands tighten on me, pushing me down into the soft tall grass as he growls into my lips. His hands skim over my waist, pushing my shirt up, only breaking our kiss to tug it up over my head and toss it aside before we crash back together.

I tear at his shirt, pulling it off of him, letting the last glimpses of the evening light gleam over his hardened body — his thick muscles, his tattoos.

All of him.

He drags his lips down my neck, down over the soft curve of my breast, kissing every inch of me.

“Goddamn, princess,” he groans. “Damn do you taste like fucking heaven, and I haven’t even gotten to my favorite part yet.”

His rough hands cup my breasts, teasing the nipples into hard little points as his mouth drops lower. He wraps them around one rosy nipple, batting it with his tongue and nipping at it just enough for me to cry out in pleasure. My back arches, and my legs wrap around his waist. He grinds into me, letting me feel every inch of that thick, rock-hard cock of his pulsing between my legs.

“Fuck, I can feel how wet you are already, Chastity,” he growls into my skin. “I can feel how hot that tight little cunt of yours is for me — how much you want me to rip the rest of these clothes off and taste the rest of you.”

I moan as Shepherd moves lower, kissing and sucking and biting at my skin. His hand finds the button of my jeans, and as he pops them, he suddenly rolls me over onto my knees. I moan, arching my back and stretching out across the grass as I feel him start to peel my jeans and my panties down over my ass. The sun dips below the horizon, and darkness sets in around us.

The moon begins to rise though, illuminating us in soft white light as my rough cowboy pushes my jeans and panties down to my knees. His hands skim over my thighs, up over my ass, giving it a soft slap that makes me coo in pleasure. I can feel his lips trailing over my skin, sending shivers up my back as he moves between my thighs. His hands grip and spread my ass, and I blush, knowing he can see everything, but also loving that he can.

Because all of me is his.

“Fucking gorgeous,” he groans. “Such a pretty fucking pussy.”

His tongue drags over my slit, and I whimper in pleasure. He drags it up and down, teasing me from my clit all the way up until his wicked tongue swirls across my asshole. I gasp, panting in pleasure I’ve never known as he dips back down, doing it again and again until I’m clawing at the grass.

His tongue pushes deep into my pussy, teasing and tasting me as he yanks my jeans and panties off the rest of the way. Shepherd spreads my legs, letting his tongue tease over my clit before bringing it back up to press against my ass. I cry out, letting him gently fuck my forbidden hole with his mouth, the filthy pleasure exploding through me.

“C’mere, baby girl,” he groans as he pulls me back, yanking me up onto his body as he lays back until my knees are spread around his head, right above his mouth. I moan, naked and panting as he pulls me down until his tongue pushes deep inside my eager, dripping wet pussy.

“Ride my tongue, baby girl,” he groans into me, his powerful hands moving my hips back and forth as my clit drags over his tongue.

“Ride my face while I make this pretty little pussy purr for me.”

He devours me, and I cry out, rolling my hips across his chin, feeling the sensual mix of his rough stubble on my thighs and his soft, wet, incredible tongue tasting my pussy.

My hands slide down his chiseled abs until I find his belt. I pull at it, tugging his zipper down too before I push his jeans down. He lifts his hips as I tug them and his boxers down until suddenly, that gorgeous huge cock of his springs free. I moan, cooing as I wrap my hand around it — well, as I try to wrap my hand around him, since my fingers don’t even touch. I stroke him up and down, watching the thick white precum leak down from his swollen head, making my mouth water as I watch it trickling over my fingers — making them slick and sticky.

Fuck do I want him.

I lean forward, pushing my ass back into his face as I open my lips and slowly sink them down over his big, pulsing, swollen cock.

God he tastes good.

I moan, slurping on his thick head as his tongue swirls over my clit. He drags it higher again, and when he starts to tease my ass again, I whimper as I inhale as much of his cock as I can. Shepherd groans into me, his hips bucking and his cock fucking my soft, pouty lips in shallow pumps that make my head spin and my pulse thunder through me. His rough hands grab my ass tight, spreading me as he pushes his tongue in and out of my tight little asshole. He slips a hand down between us, his thumb rolling my clit as he teases me with his tongue, and I start to tumble apart right there on top off him.

I drop my mouth to the side of him, letting my tongue dance up and down his shaft as I stroke him. I lower my lips to his balls, cupping them in my hand and feeling the weight of them. I let my tongue dance across them, making him growl and groan into me before I slip my lips higher and slide them back over his thick swollen head.

I’m so close.

I’m so close, and he knows it. So close that my whole body feels like it’s going to explode with his tongue teasing my ass and his thumb rolling my clit. But suddenly, I’m gasping as he lifts me up and sits up straight. I moan in frustration at how close he had me before suddenly, he’s bringing me into his lap and centering his cock right against my eager pussy.

“Just like this, sweetheart,” he purrs into my ear as he pulls me down onto him, his hand around my waist as he sinks that incredible cock into me. He slides in to the base in one stoke, and before I can even catch a breath, he’s easing it back out and then pumping right back in.

Oh fuck yes.

He starts to fuck me hard, driving in out and of me. His hips are a blur as he holds me tight, keeping me still as he fucks my pussy with that big thick cock of his, making me scream in pleasure into the country night air. My whole body erupts in fire, my head spinning, and before I can even suck in a breath, the orgasm he’s been building inside of me suddenly detonates.

I cry out, my whole body shuddering as the wave crashes over me. Shepherd barely slows, his cock driving in and out, in and out, my clit dragging over his shaft as I just tumble from one climax to the next. I sink into his body, turning and kissing him fiercely as I start to bounce up and down on his lap. He groans into our kiss, one of his hands coming up to cup my face as we move together as one.

Up and down, up and down, and so damn deep.

His cock stretches me open, filling me like nothing else as his balls slap against my clit with every deep thrust. It’s animalistic and feral. It’s wild and untamed. Its primal, and fuck do I never want him to stop.

His cock pistons in and out and suddenly, just as I think I can’t take anymore, I’m coming all over again. And this time, he’s there with me.

Shepherd roars into my lips, and when I feel his cock throb so deep inside of me, I let go. The orgasm explodes through me, and I can feel his hot sticky cum blasting deep against my womb as his cock pulses and twitches inside. Rope after thick rope off his cum pumps deep inside of me, my own climax rolling over me again and again before we both just collapse, panting for air.

We roll onto our sides in the grass, him still inside of me — his arms wrapped tight around me, and the moon glowing down on it all.

Yeah, fuck strawberry daiquiris.

…I know where I’m staying.