Home for the Weekend (6 page)

“He’s beautiful.” I breathed, marveling at his sleek shiny coat. “Can I touch him?”

“Yeah
, of course. He’s the sweetest horse you’ll ever meet.” He said smiling down at me before turning and walking to the back of the stall.

“Hello Eddy.” I said
quietly.

I stared up into his
black eyes, he was returning my stare, and it almost seemed as if he understood the words I said. I stepped closer to him, his breathing was soft and even, powerful. I couldn’t stop my hand from rising and resting on his side, the rise and fall was calming, and I leaned forward to place my cheek against his firm shoulder. He was warm and firm, air whooshed from his nostrils and he turned his head slightly down and to the side to peer back at me. I smiled at him and stroked my hands down the length of him as I walked around to where Jesse was crouched, picking at Eddy’s hooves.

“Would you grab that other hoof
pick and give me a hand?” Jesse asked, he’s placed a light, cream colored cowboy hat on top of his head, and it took me back for a moment when he looked up at him, his light eyes shadowed by the brim of the hat. I suddenly understood the cowboy fixation some of my girlfriends had.

“Um, yeah, this?”
I asked holding what looked like a dental device with an extra thick handle. It was red and black with a thick brush on one side and a metal hooked rod on the other.

“Yep.
Come here, I’ll show you.” He said, reaching for my hand.

“Just lift back gently,
like this…with the natural bend of the knee.” He said, glancing at me from under his cowboy hat again. “Take that pick there and scrape the muck out.”

He grinned down at me,
his hands propped on his slightly bent knees, and I struggled to keep hold of Eddy’s hoof while picking at it.

“Is this okay? It doesn’t hurt him
, right?” I asked.

“He’ll let you know if you hurt him.” He chuckled
and winked at me. “There that’s good, see that V shape there? He’s ready to go. Will you put that blanket on his back for me?”

I did, smoothing it carefully so there were no folds on his back. Jesse lifted a large dark saddle from a hook on the wall, and placed it over the blanket before securing it in place. He stuck the toe of his boot into the stirrup and in one quick fluid motion was atop Eddy, holding his hand down to me.

“I’ve never rode a horse before.” I said nervously, glancing at Eddy, searching for signs of annoyance, but he only stood there peaceful, majestic.

“Really?
Could have fooled me.” Jesse teased and I rolled my eyes at him before lifting my foot to the stirrup.

Jesse grasped my hand. “Now grab this,” he said and tapped the knob
between his knees, “and pull yourself up with it and your foot.”

After a couple of failed wobbly attempts, I finally got the feel of the sag of the stirrup, and found my balance. When I was sitting in front of Jesse, on top of Eddy I was much higher than I’d anticipated, and I couldn’t help the Cheshire cat grin that split my face.
Jesse planted a kiss on the back of my neck, and brushed Eddy’s sides with his heel gently. Without hesitation Eddy began a slow walk from his stall, and right out of the barn. It felt exactly how I imagined sitting on a pair of large sashaying hips might feel, and I laughed looking back at Jesse in excitement.

“This is so much fun!” I cried
laughing loudly.

“I’m glad you like it. Never know with a city girl.” He wrapped his arms tighter around my waist.

The sky was beginning to pale with the first light as we ascended a grass covered hill, Eddy was in a slow trot now, and I had to squeeze my thighs a bit to keep myself from bouncing around like a bobble head. When we reached the top of the hill Jesse walked Eddy to one of the smaller evergreen trees, and swung his leather ropes around one of the bottom branches. He patted him, and reached into one of the saddlebags to grab a handful of something, which Eddy nibbled quickly, before returning to me with the blanket and a thermos. I grinned at him, and thought I actually felt the sensation of my heart swelling.

“Come on now, don’t look at me like that, I’ll feel like a sappy jack ass.” He said, and I laughed loudly before curling up next to him on the blanket.

“Is that coffee?” I asked raising my eyebrows.

“I got you out of bed before the sun came up, what do you think?” He grinned as he waved the steaming tin cup under my nose teasingly before handing it to me.

“Thank you.” I sipped the hot black coffee, and while I always had cream and two sugars, something about drinking this thick black coffee, after my first time riding a horse, with this wonderfully refreshing country boy, in this magical forest… was enchanting.

I could smell the damp grass beneath us, the songs of the early birds were chipper and happy,
and the sky was turning a pretty purple color in the distance.

“I really like you Chastity.” Jesse said close to my ear, pulling me tight against his chest as I sat between his legs.

“I really like you too Jesse James.” I smiled.

Jesse slid his hand over the base of my throat, and tucked his fingers into the collar of my sweater. He traces light circles on my skin as the sun rose slowly over the horizon, down in the valley I could see Jesse’s home,
it was large, yellow with white trim and large picture windows. Several horse corrals were surrounding the home, made of a dark wood, it was definitely hand made, and I knew it had to have been Jesse and Beau who’d helped their daddy build that fence. Tears flooded my eyes, and my chin wobbled, Jesse’s hand turned my chin to him and he looked deep into my eyes. I averted them so I didn’t have to see the concern in his eyes.

“What is it?” He asked softly, stroking my jaw with his thumb.

I miss my daddy; I want him to sweep me into his arms and spin me in a circle and call me his little girl, just once more.

I wiped the tears from my cheeks, “It’s been a long time since I’ve been around a real family. And no one has ever done something so nice for me, it’s kind of romantic.”

“I hope so, I sure planned it that way.” He winked as he slid his thumb along the tender flesh below my eye, wiping away a lingering tear.

I twisted around, and straddled Jesse, taking his face into my hands and kissing him gently on the lips as he slid his hands up my thighs. His hand slid up the back of my sweater, cool against my warm back, he splayed his long fingers out and they nearly spanned the width of my back as he fluidly rolled us so that he was laying over me. I gazed up at him, the paling sky lighting behind his beautiful features as he lifted my sweater to reveal my breasts and took one into his mouth, and then the other before trailing kisses down my stomach and undoing my jeans.

I lifted my hips as he tugged the tight material down, taking my panties with them. Jesse came back up to kiss my lips, and I could smell the leather, dust, and sweat of his cowboy hat. I inhaled deeply, intoxicated by all that was Jesse James. His soft lips molded mine to his and separated them, sliding his tongue along the roof of my mouth before sucking on my bottom lip, I let out a soft moan as I felt myself growing wet from the slightest of touches. He twisted my nipples under my sweater, and cupped my breast, massaging me ever so gently until I was arching into his palm. I felt Jesse press the head of his cock into me slowly as he scooped me into his strong arms, wrapping me up against his chest, like something small and fragile that must be protected.

I kissed his chest as he began to pick up his pace, and slid my tongue up, tasting his salty skin and kissing his collarbone, his Addams apple. He dipped his head to me, and I captured his lips in mine once more, he slid his hands down my body, gently rocking me with his firm, slow thrusts. I slid my hands along his rippling sides, and gripped his back, wrapping my legs around him and lifting my hips to take him deeper. He grunted appreciatively
and trailed kisses along my neck, and shoulder, slamming into me slowly, each thrust reaching that deep, intense part of my pussy that ached to be felt, but had never been satisfied with anyone before.

I rocked my hips, grinding my clit against
his trimmed nest of curls, meeting each of his thrusts; my hair was in the damp grass, the smell of the earth ticking my senses, the morning was alight with sunshine and the birds were singing loudly now. Jesse took my face into his hands and looked into my eyes, kissing me softly as he carried me over the edge. I cried out as my pussy contracted around him, and buried my face into his shoulder, panting with my convulsions as he spilled his hot juice inside of me.

***

After bringing Eddy to one of the side corrals with a smaller brown mare, Jesse and I stepped onto the large porch, and opened the door to be greeted by laughter, the smell of bacon, and enthusiastic chatter.

“Mom made breakfast.” Jesse called, she poked he
r head around the corner, her hair swept into a pony tail, and I noticed in the daylight how young and attractive she still was. She wore a cream apron with roses all over it, and beamed at us as we walked the length of the house to the kitchen.

“Where have you two been I thought you were still upstairs sleeping?” She said
with a look of confusion on her face, the spatula frozen in her hand as Jesse planted a soft kiss on her cheek and snagged a piece of bacon from the plate beside a cast iron skillet. “Hey now. Wait til it’s served.” She said swatting at him with the spatula.

“We went for a ride.” He said
around the bacon, sitting next to Beau who lifted his eyebrows at Jesse, and Jesse socked his shoulder solidly with a warning glance at their mother.

Their father chuckled and shook his head as he folded the paper he’d been reading and crossed the kitchen to me, “You must be Chastity.” He said and I took his
offered hand. It was warm, thick and calloused from hard work. The wind was crushed from my lungs as he pulled me into a brief bear hug, clapping my back heartily.

“Nice to meet you Mr. James.”
I said as I smiled up at his handsome face that looked a little weathered from working outside, and warm brown eyes that crinkled deep at the corners.

“Please call me John. Come over and sit down.” He said.

“Oh I was going to see if I could help Mrs. James with anything?” I said looking at her.

“Oh nonsense sugar you go sit down and let me handle this, I’m all finished anyway. Please, call me Charlie.” She said kindly, her pretty features needed no makeup; her thick manicured brows accentuated her high cheek bones and pouty mouth. I wondered if she’d ever done any modeling, she had to stand
at least five feet nine inches… and was drop dead gorgeous.

“So h
ow long have you two known each other?” John asked as Charlie set a heaping plate of hot biscuits, gravy, bacon and eggs in front of him.

“A few months.”
Jesse said, taking a large piece of bacon from the plate on the table.

Charlie smiled and sat beside John, scooping food onto all of our plates and passing them out to us. “How did you meet?” She asked, and my stomach dropped.

“On set.” Jesse said without hesitation. I choked on my orange juice and my fork clattered loudly to my plate, Charlie giggled at me.

“Oh honey,
not to worry. We don’t keep any secrets in this family. We’re so proud of our son for following his dreams, no matter what they are.” She patted my hand, and I realized my mouth was hanging open in shock.

I closed it and tried to form something to say
, but came up with nothing. Jesse was grinning at me while shoveling eggs into his mouth. I shook my head in astonishment.

“
I’m sure your folks are very proud of you too darling. Now eat up baby girl, don’t let it get cold now.” Charlie said, and reached under the table to rub John’s leg affectionately while chewing on a bite of bacon. “We got a lot to do today don’t we boys?” She asked looking to Jesse and Beau.

“Momma, don’t
make Chastity help if she isn’t up for it.” Jesse said around a mouth of food.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full. She doesn’t have to do anything she doesn’t want to. But she’ll want to help.” Charlie winked at me, and gave me that beaming smile again
, as if she knew something I didn’t.

“What are we doing?” I asked, the food was delicious and
I had to consciously pace myself.

“Got us a new mare to break.”
Beau said.

“What’s this
we
stuff? Every time I come home
we
got a new mare to break. Bullshit. You wait for me.” Jesse said, and I thought he might genuinely be a little annoyed.

“Oh Jesse, no one knows them like you do.” Charlie said proudly, and Jesse grinned down at his food
despite himself.

“I’ll help however I can.” I said, and I was more than happy to help.

“What’s her story?” Jesse asked, sipping freshly squeezed orange juice from a mason jar.

“She came out this way
about two weeks ago. Don’t know anything except she won’t let a soul get on her. She’s healthy as can be, nice coat, but she’s skittish.” Beau said.