We step into the stables, and the horses mostly seem to have bedded down for the night, but a few are still milling about in their stalls. I have always found horses to be not only beautiful but comforting, and they are working their magic on me right now. I walk up to a gorgeous piebald and trace my fingers across its black and white muzzle. Hawk walks up behind me and stands directly next to me, and I can feel the heat of his body permeating through his shirt and into my skin. He reaches out and gives the horse a loving pat on the neck .
“This is Moonfire. Well, that’s her family name. Her show name is Apple Blossom but I never thought that suited her .”
I give her another gentle pat and she nickers softly at me. “She’s a real beauty .”
“So are you,” Hawk says as he brushes a strand of blonde hair from my face. I shiver under his touch and squirm away, ducking under his arm and taking a few steps back .
“Hawk… I don’t understand. You’ve been gone two years. And for all the years we were in the same schools before that, you never said a single word to me. Why are
you… why …”
He takes a confident step toward me, and my stomach does flip-flops the closer he gets. “Maybe I was too shy to say anything.” I burst out into laughter .
“You? Shy? Just because we’ve never spoken before doesn’t mean I don’t know you, Hawk McCormick. And shy is not a word I’d use to describe you. Ever .”
“People change, right?” he says as he takes another step in my direction .
Hawk pins me up against the wall of the stall, the smell of fresh hay and wood smoke from the bonfire creating a heady combination that almost makes me dizzy. His face nuzzles into my neck, kissing from my shoulder all the way to my ear, while his hands try to sneak up the front of my shirt. “Wait,” I hear myself saying, pushing him away from me .
Hawk suddenly retracts his hands and looks at me with concern. Mere feet away, the laughter of my friends and classmates echoes into the night. The bonfire outside cracks as it casts strange shadows throughout the barn .
“What’s wrong?” he whispers .
“Anyone could come in here,” I reply. “We could be found. What would they think of us ?”
“I think I don’t give a shit.” Hawk pushes himself against me once again and kisses me hard. “I have dreamed of the day where I could have you, and now, here we are. I won’t give up that chance. For anything .”
I’m stunned at this revelation. All through high school, I watched Hawk quickly move through his never-ending parade of girlfriends, finding myself increasingly jealous with each new one, wishing I were in her place. I never, in my wildest dreams, thought he’d even give me a second glance, let alone fantasize about me the way I have about him .
Clearly, I was wrong. Now is my chance to turn my dreams into reality .
So why am I hesitating ?
I begin to unbutton my shirt as quickly as I can, my hands shaking in anticipation .
“No time for that.” Hawk grabs the edges of my blouse and rips it open, exposing my breasts to the crisp night air. His mouth quickly finds its way to one of my nipples, nipping and sucking with increased urgency. The mix of pain and pleasure makes me gasp with delight, and I wrap my hands in his hair to hold him closer, trying to slow him down just a little .
Another burst of laughter comes from just outside the barn. Hawk looks up quickly to assess the situation, making sure we are still out of sight. Suddenly, I feel his muscular arms reaching around my waist, his hands grabbing my butt to lift me up. I wrap my legs tightly around his waist, and I can feel his hard length pushing at the fly of his jeans just under my ass. Hawk lays me down on the floor of the empty stall, my head resting on his jacket. The cement feels cold and hard against my flushed, anxious body as I watch Hawk quickly unzip his pants. He reaches into his briefs and pulls out his enormous, hard cock. My heart skips a beat at the sight of him .
A quick wave of fear passes over me. I’ve never been with someone so… huge. In fact, I’ve never been with anyone… Oh, god. What am I doing ?
Hawk kneels down in front of me, roughly nudging my knees open. I oblige only too willingly, spreading my legs as wide as possible to accept him into me. I close my eyes, bracing my body to try to take all of him into me .
Suddenly, I feel a warm, soft, wet sensation rising on my clit. I peek open my eyes and see his gorgeous face looking up at me. Stopping briefly, he smiles at me. “Did you think I would be so selfish as to not give before I receive?” he says. He closes his eyes and begins to work at my core, his tongue moving in slow circles around it, teasing and coaxing me. He takes quick passes over the top of my clit in figure eights, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I grab both of my legs under my knees, angling my hips upward towards his face in response .
Every move, every lick, every little nibble builds the energy growing deep within me. His pace quickens, and he begins to move his head up and down slightly so that his facial stubble provides additional sensations. The mix of rough and smooth puts me over the edge, and I arch my back as my orgasm rushes through me. Hawk, realizing my ecstasy, sits up, grabs my hips and thrusts himself deep into my sensitive and longing center .
I feel him fill me completely, deeper than I ever thought imaginable. My honey has made my thighs slick with satisfaction, and he slides in and out of me. He licks his thumb and places it gently on my clit as he begins to pump me with relentless, long, steady strokes. I’m so sensitive, it’s almost too much, but I don’t want him to stop .
“Oh god, Parrish, you are so beautiful. I’m going to cum so hard,” Hawk mumbles. His thumb starts working in circular motions on me as his rock-hard cock begins to move faster in and out of me. I feel the energy start to rise in my body again, faster this time .
“Hawk… I’m…” I barely stutter as I begin to shake with uncontrollable delight .
“Me too, oh fuck, me too” he responds, as he roughly pumps me full of his seed. Hawk collapses on top of me, his arms wrapped around my head .
“My god, Parrish, that was better than I ever could have hoped for.” Hawk kisses me tenderly, gazing into my eyes .
I try not to cry as I revel in the moment and the thought of what’s just happened between us. I know Hawk. He’s too wild, too free to ever be tamed. I know that I could never end up with him the way I want to. And as he kisses me on the forehead, stands up and re-dresses, then wanders out of the barn without another word, I know for sure that my instincts are right …