Page 11 of A Rainfall Promise

I groan, dropping my forehead to hers as I pick up my pace, moving my hips a little more. She moaned, tossing her head back, her hands roaming over my back.

“You’re so damn tight, Vicky.”

“And you’re too damn slow.”

I laughed yet again, moving even faster. “Is this what you wanted?”

“Yes,” she cried out, sitting up to kiss along my neck and this time, it was me moaning, me wanting more. Her actions were only driving me wilder, making me move even faster, my hands holding onto her hips as I drove into her.

“Shit, Vicky.”

“Yes, I feel it too. You feel so good, so much better than I ever thought.”

I chuckled as I kissed her. “That would sound crazy, you know?”

“Would, but it’s me.” She pulled my lips back to hers as her legs locked around me, pulling me in even deeper. Her walls fluttered around me and I growled, pushing harder into her.

“Vicky, I need you to coat my cock. I want to feel you everywhere around me. I want this pussy squeezing me.”

“Oh, that mouth.”

I ran my hands over her hips, slipping a finger between us and rubbed her clit, making her cry out.

“I want that pussy quivering,” I growled in her ear, making her shudder around me as she clutched me tighter, her cries loud between us, as she came. I kept thrusting, pushing her through that release and into another one.

Her eyes opened wide, her hands on my shoulders, trying to push or pull me, I wasn’t sure. I didn’t really care either way. But I just know I wanted to feel her shake around me again. And with her mouth open, her legs holding me tight, she came again.

And this time, I couldn’t fight my own release and after one pump, then two, I was spilling inside of her, my moans mixing with hers.

Nothing had felt better than being with her tonight, like this and all the sharing. And honestly, nothing could scare me more because I could picture so much more than this.

Chapter 8

Vicky

“Why can’t you get on a horse?”

I glared at Crystal who only busted out laughing. She saw me come back to my room early this morning. She saw the mark on my shoulder that my hair was doing shit to cover up. So, she was smart enough to understand that my thighs and legs, and okay, my cunt, was just a little too sore to sit on a saddle, let alone throw my leg over it and hop on.

She waltzed over to me, resting her arms on the horse’s stall and leveled me with a knowing look.

“Gonna give me any details about how it was?”

“The first, second, third, or fourth round?”

“Why you little hussy,” she said, making me laugh. “That good?”

“I have got to say, Crystal, I’m so glad I waited. I know I’m young and I know the whole town will be in an uproar over our age gap, but I also can’t tell you how amazing he was last night. How tentative and careful. I mean, I wanted him to rock my world and told him as such and instead of shutting me up, he did what I wanted. He wasn’t exactly rough, but yeah, he was perfect.”

She rolled her eyes at me and all I could do was grin at her.

“Now, help my horrible ass get on this horse because I don’t think my trail tour will enjoy walking it.” I paused, making a face. “I’m not sure walking it is a good idea either.”

She laughed again, pushing me up in the saddle and I groaned.

I would so not recommend climbing on a great big beast after an intense night of love making, especially if it was your first time. That was not a good idea by any means. Although, I wouldn’t trade a single moment of what happened.

“You do the crime, better be ready to do the time.”