Chapter 36

Brock

I pretended I had a choice in the matter, but I knew damn well I was going to pick her up. I wanted to deny her just to prove I could, but I couldn’t. Part of me wanted to show her I could live without her. It was a silly notion. I shaved, applied some cologne, and pulled on a collared shirt. I didn’t want to overdo it, but I wanted to look different than I normally did at work.

I drove out to the farm and wasn’t surprised to see Jasper and Tanner out on the porch.

“Hey, guys,” I said.

“Hi, Dad,” Jasper said, coming down the steps. “Mom looks real pretty.”

I smiled. “I bet she does.”

Tanner was grinning like a fool. “It’s about time,” he said, still smiling.

I had to smile back. “Is she inside?”

He nodded and I headed inside.

“Ashley, I’m here, as ordered,” I called out.

I heard footsteps, no, clacking sounds coming down the hall. She was wearing heels. My mouth hung open, but I couldn’t seem to close it. When she appeared in the living room, my breath hitched.

Wow. I knew she was beautiful, but seeing her wearing a short skirt, a pair of black heels, and a flowing top with spaghetti straps literally took my breath away. She was absolutely stunning. That rebellious little pink streak in her blonde hair always made me smile. Ashley always had to have her own personal touch that set her apart from the rest in everything she did.

“Hi,” she said in a husky voice.

“Hi.”

I wanted to say more, but my mouth had gone dry.

“Ready?” she asked.

I nodded.

“Are you okay?” she asked with real concern.

“You are gorgeous,” I murmured. “Absolutely stunning.”

She blushed a bit and looked down at her body. “Thank you.”

“I’m ready. I was thinking maybe dinner and a movie. Does that work for you?”

“Absolutely.”

We headed out to the porch. Tanner was still grinning from ear to ear.

“You two have a good time. Don’t hurry home,” he instructed.

Ashley leaned down and kissed Jasper on the cheek. “Be good for Grandpa. And keep an eye on him,” she teased.

“Bye, Jasper,” I told him as we headed down the porch.

When we got to the only real dinner restaurant in town, we were greeted with open stares. Ashley ignored the whispers and I followed suit. I figured they better get used to seeing us together. They could gossip all they wanted. Their opinions didn’t matter.

“This should keep them busy for a while,” she said as she released a deep sigh. “I don’t know why I expected anything different.”

“I’m sorry. I would say try to ignore them, but I know that is going to be tough. I think the only option is to go out every day and night so they get used to seeing us. Then it won’t be a big deal.”

She laughed. “Good plan.”

We managed to get through dinner without too much drama. We chatted about the old times and what each of us had been doing in the last six years. While it had only been six years, it felt like a lifetime. We had both grown and matured so much. We were different people.

“Ready?” I asked. “The movie starts at nine.”

“Yes. Let’s go. It better not be some gory film, and I don’t do vampires.”

“It’s a comedy,” I assured her. “I wouldn’t take you to anything violent. I remember watching the Kill Bill movies with you. I won’t make that mistake again,” I teased.

She laughed. “There is just no need for violence. That was a horrible movie, and I will never forgive you for making me sit through not one, but two.”

I drove to the small theater in town. As it turned out, the movie wasn’t quite as funny as the previews.

“Want to get out of here?” I whispered in her ear.

“Yes!” she hissed enthusiastically.

We made our way out of the theater, but neither one of us was ready to call it a night.

“How about a walk?” I asked her.

“That sounds good. It’s nice out tonight.”

I took her hand in mine, half expecting her to pull away. She didn’t. We took our time strolling through the park that was lit by solar lights. There was a gazebo up ahead that had been decorated with clear twinkling lights.

We talked about the future and what both of us wanted.

“Do you see me in your future?” I asked her, wanting to know if I was wasting my time and risking my heart.

“I honestly don’t know. I mean, I feel like I’ve spent six years running from you. It feels very weird to be running to you now.”

“Stop running, Ashley. Let it happen. I’m here and I want to be with you,” I told her before stopping our walk and kissing her.

She pulled away. “Let’s go back to your place,” she whispered.

I wasn’t going to make her ask me twice. I turned around and led her back to my truck and then drove straight home.

I unlocked the door, and before I was quite inside, she pushed herself against me. Her mouth was on mine, greedily kissing me. I walked backward, pulling her inside with me and using one hand to slam the door shut behind her.

Her hands were on my shirt, pulling it up. I lifted my arms and pulled it off. She kicked off her heels and started working on my slacks. My hands went behind her and unzipped her skirt before pushing it down her hips. My pants were undone and I quickly took over removing them. She was frantically running her hands over my arms and chest. The moment I stood up, her hand dropped to my dick and cupped my balls.

I yanked her shirt up and off before quickly removing her bra.

“Bedroom,” I said.

She didn’t take her mouth away from mine. I could feel her desperation and realized the woman needed release now. I dropped a hand between her legs and found her to be soaking wet. I ran a finger over her clit. Her hips jerked against me, pressing closer as her mouth plundered mine.

I pushed my finger in and let her ride it. I felt the orgasm coming. I pushed in deeper with the single finger. Her body was glued to mine. Her breasts were pressed against my chest. I pulled my mouth away from hers and went to her neck, sucking and nibbling until I felt her bucking against my hand.

With the edge taken off, she seemed to relax a bit. I grabbed her hand and led her to my bedroom. She stepped out of her thong as she walked to my bed and crawled on top. It was a sight that would be burned into my brain forever.

I sprang forward, kissing her before pushing her back onto the bed and lavishing her breasts with kisses. My tongue ran circles around her nipples before I gently nibbled and tugged. Her hands were in my hair, pulling and pushing at the same time.

I slid down her body and used my hands to spread her legs. I bent her knees and pushed them apart, making room for my head and shoulders before I put my mouth against her wet pussy. I gently kissed her, tasting her first orgasm. It was too good not to lap up. I began sucking and licking, finding that hard nub with my tongue and forcefully pressing against it.

Her body jerked each time I sucked on the nub. I brought a hand up to open her lips while I plunged my tongue in as deep as it would go. Her hands pressed my head hard between her legs. I slid a finger inside her while I worked her clit with my tongue.

A quiet scream erupted from her as another climax washed over her. My dick was leaking and I was on the verge of a climax. I ran my tongue up her stomach, swirling around her naval before moving to her breasts. She pulled my body up, her legs around my waist. She used her heels to pull me closer.

My mouth found hers. I sucked on her bottom lip before plunging my tongue into her mouth at the same time I pushed into her. Her legs opened wider and I pushed in deeper. I rotated my hips in a circle, pulling a gasp from her. I pushed in a fraction deeper until I couldn’t get any further in. Her pussy tightened around my dick with little spasms. My body was tingling, but I wasn’t ready for it to be over. I wanted to fuck her hard until she came again.

I pushed myself up on my arms, positioning myself over her, and pulled out before slamming back in. Her body slid up the bed. I thrust in again, pulling a groan from her. I pulled out and then fucked her fast and hard, slamming the headboard against the wall in a rapid beat.

“Brock!” she screamed out. I stopped moving, stopping my own climax as her pussy pulsed around me. “Brock,” she moaned again.

I dropped my body against hers. Taking slow, deep breaths, I fought back my orgasm before rolling onto my back and bringing her to sit on top of me.

She wiggled her hips and seated herself firmly on my dick. Her hair was tousled and her cheeks were flushed. I could see a red mark on her neck from where I had kissed and sucked. I loved seeing the look of sex on her. It was sexy and erotic.

Her hips rolled forward as her hands moved over my chest. She dug her short fingernails in as she pushed back, taking me deep inside her.

“Ride me, Ashley.”

She moaned low in her throat, her head dropping back as she rocked back and forth. She moved her hands behind her, resting them on my thighs. She rose up a little and rotated her hips.

I grunted and bit my bottom lip to keep from thrusting up and deep. I let her continue to work my dick, taking her pleasure anyway she liked it. When I felt the spiral of my own climax building up, I grabbed her hips and began jerking upward hard and deep.

I burst into what felt like a million pieces, jerking in a series of spasms as I came deep inside her. I felt her orgasm pour over my dick. She rocked forward a few times, her thighs squeezing my own before she collapsed against my chest. Her heart was racing. I could feel it beating against my own.

She laid like that for several long minutes. I didn’t want her to move—ever.

She rolled to the side and stretched her body before curling into me.

“Should we be using protection?” I blurted out, realizing it was probably a question I should have asked before we’d had sex.

“Little late for that, don’t you think?” she joked. “But I have it covered.”

“Okay.” I breathed a little sigh of relief. “You have to go home.”

She jerked away from me, but I used my arm to bring her right back against me.

“I meant I don’t want to explain to Jasper about boy-girl sleepovers. Not yet anyway.”

She heaved a big sigh. “You’re right. I don’t want him to get the wrong idea.”

“I wish you could sleep next to me all night,” I whispered against the top of her head.

“Me too.”

We got up and dressed before I took her home. At the farm, I gave her a long kiss good night that only served to get both of us fired up again.

“Dammit. Maybe we can take a walk to the barn,” I moaned, my erection pushing against her.

She laughed. “Oh, because that wouldn’t raise any questions at all.”

“You’re killing me,” I grunted as she pulled away.

“I’ll call you,” she said before heading up the steps and inside the house. I watched as the only light in the living room went out before pulling away.