The Roper (Rodeo Nights) (3 page)

“Casey.” Jody’s voice floated over his shoulder. “I’m going with Dale, and we’re taking your truck. okay? You can get a ride back with Bobby.”

“Shit,” he muttered. His cock hurt so bad he wanted her right then, up against the building. Stepping back he pulled her bra up then buttoned her shirt.

“Let’s go,” he said taking her hand.
 

His arm around her, holding her tight to his body he walked her through the parking lot to his truck. Opening the door, he lifted her in thinking he might not make it to the room. She was driving him crazy with more of a need than he’d ever had before.

She giggled and said, “We’re two doors down from you guys. I can’t believe we didn’t see each other in the parking lot this past week.”
                                                             

He thought of telling her he saw her that morning, but didn’t want to be a stalker. The little giggle was odd coming from her, and he wondered if she was nervous. When her body tightened under his arm as he pushed the key into the lock confirmed it.
 

That was okay though, he’d help her get past any nerves she had.
 

Kicking the door closed he pulled her into his arms, his lips brushing over hers as her arms went around him. She looked every where around the room except at him. Their lips touched, tongues bumping then stroking.
 

Hell, he couldn’t do it. Couldn’t force himself to just steamroll her into heat. He fisted a handful of her hair and gently pulled her head back until he could look deep into her eyes.

 
“Sure about this, Casey?” he asked not sure that she was who or what he thought. “Once we start you’re mine.”
 

 
She didn’t answer him with words. Instead, she undid the buttons on his shirt and pushed it over his shoulders then down his arms. Her fingers brushed over his chest. He groaned, almost losing it when her hands ran down over his stomach and she popped the button on his jeans before sliding the zipper down.
 

He toed his boots off, and pushed his jeans down. His cock sprung free, jutting long thick and heavy.

“Oh,” she whispered. She still hadn’t looked at him, met his eyes.

 
Panic hit, and she sucked in a deep breath. Everything was happening too fast. It was now or never. She’d led him on, letting him think she was a different person, that she was experienced, but his hands felt so good, so right when he touched her and she had wanted him for a long time.

 
Leaning in, his tongue flicked her nipple.
 

“Want you naked too,” he said undoing her jeans and pushing them down her legs. “Lift,” he said. Feeling her warm small hand on his shoulder he pulled first one boot off then the other. He pushed her jeans slowly down her legs the little red undies following.
 

His arms around her he held her close against him, kissing the top of her head. She wasn’t relaxed, wasn’t sure. He figured she was ready to run. She stiffened in his arms, starting to pull away.

 
“I won’t hurt you Casey. Any time you want to me to stop or you want to leave just say the word.”

 
He covered her breast with one hand and squeezed, then brushed down her tummy between her legs.
 

 
“Spread a bit,” he said, one finger entering, teasing. Watching her, he wondered. She was so deliciously wet, but fuck she was tight.
 

Damn, he was almost shaking, his body craving her, his mind demanding her.

 
“Need you, Casey,” he whispered, his thumb rubbing that little nub.
 
She pushed into his hand her arms around him tight.
 

“Slow baby,” he whispered. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want to look at you,” she whispered.
 

He stepped back watching her eyes travel his body, watching her hand reach out, her fingers tickle down his cock. It twitched, growing even harder when she wrapped her warm hand around him.

“You’re killing me,” he whispered, pulling her against his chest. “So tight,” he said pushing two fingers in then pulling almost out.
 

“C’mon baby, come, for me” he urged, pushing in further. One arm around her waist he picked her up, backed to the chair and sat down, his legs between hers, opening her to him.

“Now, Casey,” he whispered his fingers going deep teasing. He sucked then nibbled each nipple, smiling when she pushed into him.

He sucked harder then pinched her other nipple, holding the pressure then increasing it just a bit. She jerked into his hand and came.

He smiled, knowing her nipples were tender, and she liked a bit pain with her pleasure.

 
“Like that?’ he asked.

“Yes,” she whispered, watching their hands

She was riding his hand her eyes closed. He brushed his thumb over her nipple then held it between two fingers and squeezed. She jerked, slamming into him.

“Oh, god,” she whispered.

“Legs around me,” he said, standing, moving to the bed. Opening the drawer of the night stand he grabbed a condom, ripped the foil, and rolled it on.

 
Pulling her closer he started to enter her hot wet pussy.
 
“Tight,” he muttered wondering again. He was moving, slowly working himself into her.

 
“Need you to come again,” he whispered his other hand reaching under her, whispering over her other entrance. His finger pushed in. She jerked, her body stiffening. Now he was sure but he didn’t know whether to be pleased or pissed.
 
She came with a little moan.
 

“There you go baby,” he said his cock stroking deep into her. “Hot and wet makes it easier for you.” He stroked in and out slowly, then faster deeper. She rose to meet him, her muscles clenching, rippling over him. He slammed into her, faster, harder and came.
 

 
His arms wrapped around her, “Okay,” he asked.

“Yes.”

He pulled away, slid the condom off, dropping it in the waste basket next to the bed.

“You and Jody are pretty tight hey?” he said wrapping his arms around her, pulling her closer.

“No, not really. We just know each other from around school so we decided to travel together.”

Now he knew for sure. She wasn’t what she had showed him, not even close. No baggage he’d told himself. He swore he would never get hurt again, that women were for fun, one night here maybe another there, but Casey was already more than just fun. He wanted to keep her, get to know her better. Dam, he was not going to fall for her. He’d tell her he was finished with her, send her back to her room, but he couldn’t, not just yet. She was so soft and warm and he liked her wrapped in his arms snuggled up to him. Hell, he couldn’t even remember the last time someone had snuggled up to him.

“We’re not finished,” he said leaning over her, hard again wanting, needing more, oh so much more.
 

“Let me feel,” he said his fingers entering, teasing. “So hot and wet,” he whispered against her ear. He knew she was ready to come.

“More,” she whimpered, liking what he was doing. She’d never come the one time she’d had sex, and her boyfriend had dumped her right after. She figured she just wan’t any good at it.
 

“Soon,” he crooned to her. “I like these little nipples, so pink, so hard.” He suckled one, then moved to the other. Her hand cupped his balls then was on his cock, her fingers lightly teasing.
 

“One whole night Casey,” he whispered, his thumb roughly rubbing her nipple then squeezing. “Don’t come yet Casey,” he whispered, “or we’ll have to stop.”

“No,” she whimpered.
 

“Good girl. Are you going to do what I tell you?”

“Yes,” she mumbled, trying to move against his hand.

“I’ll use all you Casey,” he said his voice almost a growl. “You lied to me, showed me someone that you’re really not.”
 

“I didn’t lie,” she whispered. “I wanted you and I wanted you to want me.”

She still hadn’t met his eyes, not once. He wanted her to look at him, see him.

Taking both her hands in his he held them above her head straddling her.
 

“Look at me Casey,” he said. When she met his eyes he saw something he hadn’t seen for years. Soft and innocent and a bit of fear gazed back at him. His heart swelled, thumping hard in chest, feeling the need to be buried deep inside of her.
 
Leaning in he feathered little kisses along her jawline, down her shoulder. “Don’t move,” he whispered releasing her hands. He spread her folds pushed his cock in slowly moving deeper and deeper. Her arms were around him, moving with him and he was flying, feeling more than he ever had.

“I won’t hurt you Casey,” but he knew he would. His wants and needs were something he knew would make her hate him.
 

Slow and deep he moved, then faster.
 
She arched up into him shuddering, coming hard bringing him with her.

Rolling to his side he held her tight brushed her hair off her face then gently kissed her.

“I still feel you,” she whispered.

“Can you come again like this again?” he asked. “I want to feel your heat wash over me, your muscles tighten around my cock.”

“I don’t know,” she whispered.
 

“Should I squeeze these nipples Casey? Make you ache?” he smiled his fingers wrapped in her hair pulling her head back.

“Touch me,” she whimpered straining against him.

Like this,” he asked, his hand slowly gently stroking over the soft silky skin on her back, then down her hip.

“Yes, your hands feel so good.”

“How about this,” he whispered, his finger caressing her anus. When she stiffened he pushed in deep.

She jerked into him, a yelp escaping her lips.
 

“Burns,” she whimpered. “I don’t like it.”

“All of you Casey,” he whispered. “I need all of you.” He bit her nipple then sucked still moving his fingers in and almost out. “You said yes and we’re just getting started. Do you want me to stop now?”

“No,” she whimpered.

“Still hurt?”

“No.”

 
Pulling out he held her close to his chest, kissing the top of her head. She was sweet, innocent and he didn’t want to but he liked her, maybe even a bit more than liked. She had set him on fire, making him feel things he hadn’t felt for a long time.

Tired,” she mumbled, snuggling into him, her body relaxed.

 
His arms felt good around her holding her tight to his body.
 
He needed her as much as she needed him. He was just as alone as she was. Jody had said he was cold, took what he wanted and would leave, never spending a whole night.

 
“Just a little bit more,” he said.
 

Bobby made love to her slowly, gently, taking his time to really explore her perfect body. He knew he was lost now, praying she would stay with him.

“Sleep Casey,” he whispered his cock resting in her hot wet womb. He wanted to keep her, never let her go, never share her or hurt her. Holding her close, he watched her sleep. He couldn’t remember the last time he held a woman and watched her sleep. Yeah, he could but it was years ago.
 
He saw her innocence and felt her move even closer to him. She whispered his name and he knew he had to keep her, look after her and love her. Pulling her closer he relaxed and drifted of to sleep.

Bobby was wide awake, looking at his watch. He’d slept an hour and needed, wanted more of her.
 
Slowly he moved her over snuggled against her back, his hand between her legs and held her. His finger rubbed her clit then entered her.
 

“Oh,” she jerked against him.

“Just a little bit more,” he whispered.
 

“Yes,” she moaned moving against his hand.

He sat up leaned against the head board.

 
“Sit between my legs facing me,” he said placing her legs over his shoulders then pulling her closer.

“Just a little bit more, then I’ll let you sleep,” he said. He couldn’t get enough of her.

“I like you,” she whispered. “I like the way you woke me up.” He was different, something had changed. When she snuck a look at him his face seemed softer, and his eyes weren’t so hard.
 

Both hands covered her small breasts kneaded them slowly. He pinched her nipples gently, then harder, watching her eyes. She arched into him, her eyes finally meeting his. He knew then he was falling, and might not be able to let her go.
 

“Can’t get enough of you Casey. When you come so easy I just need more and of you.”