Tap That

“No, but I did pay for a nursing education and was lucky enough when someone wanted to hire me.”

“I’d like to be a nurse, too,” she admitted.

“Ah, hon, that’s just a silly little dream. You were born to farm. You’re a farmer’s daughter with the reins and knowledge to make the family proud. Remember that if nothing else. Your daddy was always proud of you and he expected you to stand tall and run things.”

“The only family I have left is you.”

“My point, hon. Now go suck up to those men of yours. Talk soon. Love you!”

“I love—” The phone went dead and Lindsey slumped to the bed. Why did she even try? Aunt Lisa was too self-absorbed to realize that she had a right to live out her dreams just like anyone else.

Sometimes she wondered. Was she trying to hang on to the memories at the farm or was she trying to hang on to the farm to please her aunt? Did she want to build her own memories there?

Collapsing against the bed, she stared up at the ceiling fan. In some ways, she felt like those blades. For a number of years, she’d been going through the motions, turning around and around but never gaining any momentum or changing her course in life.

How could she ever hope to achieve her dreams if her goals were more about pleasing her aunt and honoring her dead father’s memory?

She immediately regretted her feeling. Deciding she could wallow in her disappointment and heartache for one night, she snuggled up on the bed with one thought on her mind—her ass was sore. A smile crept across her lips.

Maybe wallowing would be best put aside for another night. She had a roof over her head and two men standing guard over her farm.

Even in the worst of times, there was a bright spot in her life. In fact, there were two.

Chapter Eight

She awoke with a start. “You scared me to death.”

“That wasn’t my intention.” Beck threw his arm behind his head and grabbed hold of his T-shirt. Dragging the material away from his body, he knelt next to the bed and whispered, “But I spent the night tossing and turning and thinking about you.”

“So you decided to wake me up at the crack of dawn?”

“Some men like their breakfast served in bed.” He grabbed hold of her legs and dragged her to the edge of the mattress. He wasn’t gentle. He damn sure wasn’t easy.

He tucked his fingers on either side of her thong and yanked the lavender material away from her tan body. She trembled with excitement but he didn’t give her time to anticipate the coming pleasure.

Instead of taking things slow and easing into the moment, he pushed her legs apart and settled between them, assaulting her with his greedy mouth by thrusting between her folds with quick fluttering motions. Her sweet taste peppered his tongue and he was one lost man as she arched her back and moaned in pleasure, begging for plenty more.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” he whispered, nipping at her clit until she whimpered.

She guided his head between her legs again. He wasted no time and took full advantage of opportunity.

Thrusting inside her pussy, he fluttered his tongue up and down, side to side. Tremors set her legs ajar. Her body rocked against his mouth and he kept right on sipping, licking, and sucking. He stirred his fingers around and around, watching her as his tongue played inside her pussy.

“Mmm,” she moaned, biting down on her knuckle.

He slapped her smooth, recently waxed mound and her cries set him in motion. His tongue danced inside her cunt then and he thrust as high as he could go, fluttering the damn thing until he felt her walls come tumbling down.

Halfway seated then, she flattened her palm beside her hip and lifted her bottom away from the mattress. Planting her feet on his thick thighs, she pumped up and down, grounding out an outright rhythm, swaying one way or the other.

“Mmm…” She fell to her back and he assaulted her with speed and precision. She mashed the soles of her feet against his legs. “Ah God bless, Beck!” Her hips shot forward. “More! God bless! Yes! Give me more.”

Beck didn’t look up again. He was mere seconds from coming in his jeans and he might have done just that if he’d taken the time to steal away with another quick peek. Instead of grabbing hold of that small pleasure for his own, he tucked his hands under her bottom and lifted her soft pussy to his greedy mouth. Famished and desperate, he thrust inside her with a tongue that wouldn’t quit.

Then, he drove her from one orgasm straight into the other, loving the way she fucked his mouth without one bit of shame. And when she screamed his name, he loosened his jeans and tugged his cock free.

Thrusting his fingers inside her, he manually fucked her until her body quivering had subsided. Then, he rolled a condom over his cock, grabbed her hand, and yanked her from the bed.

Before she gained an ounce of control, he locked her legs behind his back and entered her with a hard and deep thrust. Once the fucking started, he stayed locked between her legs, finding an unprecedented ramming beat.