“Sorry, can’t help you.” I grabbed my wrench, leaning down into the engine and continued fastening the bolts around the starter.
“I was told I could find her here,” he pressed on; I shifted my eyes up to his, not stopping what I was doing and looked at him hard, not bothering to disguise my annoyance.
“Like I said before, I can’t help you.” ‘Melia was hiding something, but I wasn’t the kind of guy who’d feed anyone to the wolves and this guy was definitely in that category. “Best be on your way now,” I told him; the intent in my voice clear. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a silver cardholder, removing a crisp white card and holding it out to me.
I looked at his outstretched hand and shook my head; he was a bit slow this one. “If you happen to see or hear anything, all my details are on here.” He flicked the card between it fingers still holding it out. I looked from his hand to his face, and then stuck my head back under the hood of the Chevy, making sure I’d fastened the bolts properly and tossed the wrench back into the toolbox by my feet.
I closed the hood of my pickup a little harder than necessary and repeated in a hard tone that left no room for confusion, “Best be going now.” A few moments passed before the suit put the card beside the hand I had leaned on the car, and then made his way back to his overpriced dick extension, leaving in a cloud of dust. “Jack ass.” I mumbled to myself pocketing the card and jumping in my Chevy.
A few minutes later, I pulled up by the lake and turned the engine off looking around for Amelia. Firstly, I wanted to find out if she was in some kind of trouble. I wasn’t about to throw the girl out; her car wasn’t even ready, but I didn’t want to be housing a murderer or a thief. Okay, so maybe my mind had gotten away from me; she was too damn sweet to be anything of the sort, but hell if I didn’t wanna know what was going on. She thought she’d snuck off a few hours beforehand; however, I’d leaned against my truck watching her try to be as stealthy as she could, while I chuckled to myself over her less than graceful moves. The best part was the triumphant smile that was plastered across her face when she’d finally maneuvered my ATV out of the barn and rode off on it.
Walking up to the tree line, I pulled up short at the sight in front of my feet. A pile of clothes sitting on the top a pair of lace blue panties. “Shit,” I mumbled to myself, my cock going immediately hard when I realized she had to be buck-ass naked in the large pond.
The internal battle started; did I give in to it and join her or leave quietly before she noticed? The first time, we agreed was a slip, just a buildup of tension. We’d agreed it wouldn’t happen again. I’d been lying out of my ass though. I wanted back in there for as long as she was here. I wanted to spend my time showing her it wasn’t a mistake. It was the best sex I’d ever had and I was craving more. She was like an addiction I didn’t need but I wanted all the same. I couldn’t stop thinking about her and it was wreaking havoc on my day-to-day doings. Moving hay bales with a raging hard-on wasn’t exactly an easy feat, and with my mind constantly wandering to her, it was now almost a permanent condition.
I toed my boots off and simultaneously pulled my shirt over my head. I then shucked my jeans and boxer briefs. Her back was turned to me as I quietly walked into the still water. Thankfully, it was fairly warm. I kept going until I was waist deep, and then ducked under the water, swimming forward until I surfaced just behind her.
“I heard the truck pull up,” she said, startling me; my plan to sneak up on her had backfired. I took a step back, momentarily wondering if this was a bad idea. She may tell me to go and get fucked if she realized what I was up to. Amelia stepped back bringing her out of the water enough that if she were facing me I would be able to see the swell of her breasts, her very soft, perfectly perky breasts. My train of thought had just put me between a rock and a hard place, literally. Every step she took back, I took one too, causing me to bump into the large cluster of rocks in the middle of the water while sporting a boner.
Like I said, rock and a hard place.
Clearing my throat, I watched as she stood a little taller and pulled her hands up to cover her boobs, turning around slowly. All thoughts of the private investigator, whose card was burning a hole in my Wranglers’ pocket, fled my mind when she dropped her hands standing straight ahead of me. A bead of water on her hard pink nipple caught my attention; my eyes trained on it as it ran slowly down and slid until it hit the water. Forget hard, I was now aching; all the blood from my brain was now in my dick.
“Needed a swim?” she asked in a husky voice. My eyes snapped up when I realized I’d bean staring for far too long. I couldn’t be blamed though; she had the nicest set of boobs I’d ever seen.
“Somethin’ like that,” I ground out when she took another step toward me, leaving nothing more than a few inches of space between us. She slowly slid her tongue across her lips. I instantly remembered the way it felt when she ran that tongue along the skin of my neck. Without even thinking, my hand went under the water and I gripped my cock tightly in my hand, squeezing it to try and sooth the ache. Amelia shuddered and bit down on her lip when I moved my arm back then forth, causing the water to ripple slightly. I hadn’t even tried to hide the fact I was stroking myself below the water; the heat in her eyes combined with the painful erection I had were more than enough to spur me on.
Amelia shifted slightly, still looking unsure, contrary to the fire burning in her eyes. I let go of my dick and slowly moved my hands to her hips, giving her a chance to pull away and tell me to stop. Instead of moving away, her breathing picked up and she raked her gaze over my chest in a look that was nothing less than smoldering. I’d never in my life had a chick set me on fire the way Amelia did. I decided not to look too far into the reasons behind that; I’d think about it only when I had to.
My tightly strung coil snapped when her delicate hands came up and landed on my chest before she dragged her nails down my pecs. I gripped her hips and pulled her flush against my body, my hard-on pressing against her soft skin. My mouth hovered over hers, anticipating the explosion I knew would happen the moment we caved in.
“I gotta be inside you,” I growled, millimeters from her lips; my tongue flicked out and across her slightly open mouth. Amelia whimpered and reached between us, taking my throbbing cock in her hand, causing it to twitch and my knees to lock up. Our chests were rapidly rising and falling in time with our heavy breathing.
My hands tightened on her hips with each pump of her fist under the water. Slowly, I slid my hand down her hip, pulling her leg up until I reached her knee. Hooking it on my hip, I slowly trailed my fingers up her inner thigh until I hit the heat of her pussy. Then teasingly, I ran my fingers across her clit before sliding two fingers deep inside, causing her to cry out. I could already feel her trembling in my arms. Her legs started shaking, so I shifted my other hand up to the crease under her perfect ass and lifted her the rest of the way off her feet. She complied instantly, hooking both legs around me; I moved my hand from between us and pulled her hips forward until she hugged my erection with her warmth.
I grunted the moment she rocked her hips back and forth, searching for friction any way she could. I was on fire with want; my body strung as tight as a bow. Unable to hold out any longer, I brought my hands up to cup her head and crashed my mouth down on hers. The moment our lips touched, her tongue invaded my mouth and we went from anticipation to frenzy. I couldn’t get enough of the taste of her, of just her.
She pulled back the tiniest bit and breathed against my mouth, “I need you, Destry.” Her body and breathing heavily, giving away the fact she craved this as badly as I did. My cock jumped when she brought her kiss-bruised lips back to mine and ground against me. I walked us out of the water and over to my truck without breaking our passionate embrace. One hand under her ass holding her to me, I used the other to drop the tailgate and sat her down. I reluctantly pulled away enough to lean over and flick out the blanket I had in the back. Amelia shuffled back until I was almost completely covering her gorgeous body. Droplets of water covered our naked bodies and we moved against each other, giving and taking in a maddening push and pull until I couldn’t take it anymore.