Forever Her Cowboy (Always 1)

So I give her more, pushing inside of her. I capture her mouth, pausing for a second to allow her to adjust. She’s so fucking tight, but she’s still wet from her two orgasms. I thrust into her more, breaking through her virginity. She whimpers into my mouth, her body going still. She stops kissing me back. I pull my mouth from her leaving myself fully inside of her. I brush her hair out of her face.

“You okay, princess?”

“Yeah. I feel full.” She shifts her hips. I let out a groan at how good it feels. She pulls me down for another kiss. I feel her legs spread wide, silently telling me she wants more. I pull out and thrust back in. A moan comes from her, and I pick up my pace, not sure how long I’m going to be able to last. My balls are already drawn up tight, wanting to come. I need her to come with me.

My finger goes to her clit, rubbing her just right. She throws her head back, arching her back as her pussy clenches around me as she comes again for me. I thrust a few more times, letting out a grunt as I spill inside of her. I keep rocking back and forth, drawing the pleasure out for both of us.

I slowly pull myself from her, feeling some of my cum drip out of her. My cock, which was half hard, comes right back to life. I roll over, taking her with me, then tuck her into my side as we try to catch our breath.

“Josh.” She whispers my name against my chest. She feels so fucking good next to me. This was so worth the wait. “You’re my best friend's brother.” Doubt is slipping in for her.

“So?”

“I love your family.” She sits up a little to look at me. Her cheeks are a rosy pink, and her lips are swollen from my mouth. “This could mess everything up.” She shakes her head, trying to get up. I keep my hold on her, not wanting this to end.

“This is happening between us, Noelle.”

“It can’t,” she hisses.

I release my hold as she pulls herself from the bed. I lay there and watch her pull on her clothes. My eyes never leave her body.

“Stop staring at me.”

“I just had my mouth all over you. And my cock buried deep inside of you.” Her cheeks go from pink to red. She turns, giving me a view of her ass that would bring a man to his knees. One day I’ll take her there too. She pulls up her panties and then shorts.

“Okay.” She lets out a breath. “This is our secret.”

“Whatever you say, princess.”

She glares at me. “Stop calling me that.” She hates the nickname I gave her years ago. When she was in her pageants she looked like a damn princess.

“You were okay with it when I was inside of you.”

Her eyes go wide. “Josh. I didn't know you could be so..so... so.”

“Greedy for you?”

“Dirty.”

Yeah. I could see that. I live my life by the rules, doing everything as it should be done, but not with her. With her I’ll play dirty if it means that she will be mine forever.

She runs her fingers through her hair. “I’m going to have cake and hang with Daisy. You keep that mouth of yours shut.”

“There are a lot of other things I’d like to do with my mouth.”

She throws her hands up. “You're out of your mind.” She turns, heading for the door.

The only thing I’m gone for is her.

“You can run, but you know I’ll catch you.”

She flicks the lock on the door before turning to look back at me. Her eyes roam over my body before her eyes meet mine. I can see the desire there that she’s fighting. “I can’t lose this family. We shouldn’t have done this.” I don’t stop her as she slips from the room, leaving me alone. I flop back onto the bed. This did not go according to plan.

I guess it's time for plan B. Not that I have one, but I’ll figure it out because Noelle is going to be mine.1NoelleMonths later“I don’t need all of that.” I watch my mom try and shove another overdone dress into a box. “I already packed what I need.” It’s moving day. I’ve been waiting for this all my life. Sweet freedom. Not only that, I am getting it with my best friend Daisy. It’s going to be marvelous. I already spend as much time as I can over at the Prices’. They are everything a family should be and nothing like my family at home.

“What if we do a pageant this year? You’ll be in the city.”

I should have known it wasn't going to be so easy to quit those. When I’ve told my mom in the past that I was done doing pageants, she only nodded. She’s trying to live her dreams vicariously through me, not caring about what I want. Stopping means it will be over for her. This is why I hate pageants. At first I did them because I was too young to realize what I was doing. Then I’d kept it up because I thought it would bring me and my mom closer together. It didn't. I gave up that battle years ago. I shouldn’t have to fight to be close to my parents. I am closer to Daisy’s parents Bunny and Jameson than them.