Marly's Choice (Men of August 1)

Chapter Nine

Marly watched from the corral the next morning as Greg and Sam worked inside with one of the horses. Greg’s smile was so big it nearly covered his face as Sam taught him how to ride Beanie, their gentlest mare. For the city boy with no riding experience, she knew this was a dream come true for Greg. And though she could tell he was excited, he was strangely serious about it as well.

“You wanna ride out with us, little sister?” Sam neared her on the large buckskin he rode. “You could saddle one of the horses up right fast.”

“Not today. You and Greg go on.” She waved him away, smiling as Greg shifted in the saddle, frowning down at the horse with a look of concentration. “I’ll go next time maybe.”

“Okay.” Sam nodded, glancing behind her. “We’ll be back in a bit then.”

He turned his horse, cantering back to Greg as Marly felt Cade move up behind her.

She stiffened, feeling the heat of his body as he braced his arms on each side of her.

“Those skimpy dresses are going to drive my cowboys over the edge, Marly.” His breath feathered the loose hairs along the side of her braid.

“The cowboys are gone for the day. Remember?” She said huskily, remembering his same charge the day before.

“That dress shows more of your ass than the one you wore yesterday.” He leaned close, his breath warm at her neck.

Marly took a deep, harsh breath. Then it stalled in her chest as one hand dropped to her waist. She closed her eyes, feeling the tension in his body, a strange intent emanating from him.

“Still haven’t got off yet, Cade?” Her voice was strained. “Man, must be tough finding an available woman at your age. All of them married now or what?”

His hand clenched at her waist, then his teeth scraped her neck. Marly whimpered as her knees nearly buckled. A breathy sound between a moan and a cry was torn from her as his teeth clenched about her skin, his tongue stroking over the flesh he held captive.

“Cade?” One strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her against him as she cried out. Another pushed passed the hem of her dress, zeroing on the smooth bare cheeks of her bottom.

“Damn thongs. They need to be outlawed.” His fingers pushed past the fragile elastic, until two were pushing into the tight, soaking depths of her vagina.

Marly came. She couldn’t believe it. Right there, no sooner than she felt the pinch of his entrance, those two large fingers pushing into her, she climaxed with a sharp cry. She felt the slick release of moisture that she knew must be coating his fingers, dampening the bare flesh of her quivering cunt.

The arm wrapped around her waist moved, his hand cupping her breast, pinching the nipple of one between his thumb and finger. His fingers moved inside her again, slow and easy, pulling back, then thrusting into the hot depths until they met the barrier of her virginity. Over and over again. Long, smooth sliding motions that had her trembling, gasping for breath.

“I want you on your knees, with my cock in your mouth,” he whispered seductively at her ear, his teeth nibbling the skin there. “I’m hard Marly, and hurting, and you know it. Stop pushing me or you’ll get something you’re sure as hell not prepared for.”

His fingers moved from the soaked depths of her pussy, back to the tight little bud of her rear and back again. Marly trembled. Shaking. Weak and on fire. She knew what was coming, and she craved it. Each time his fingers passed the little bud, pushing her moisture into it, deeper with each pass, she pushed against it, needing it inside her, needing to give him anything, everything he wanted from her.

“I could tear that piece of cloth from your body now, and fuck you until you’re screaming,” he panted, pressing his erection into the smooth, bared crevice of her rear, the jeans material scraping her soft skin.

His fingers dipped into her wet channel, then moved back again. And again, until the tight little entrance was giving easily to the fingertip pressing smoothly against it. Marly cried out, fighting to stand upright as his finger tormented then retreated, then two fingers pressing inside her vagina again, only to repeat the maneuver over and over again.

“I could push you to your knees, and fuck your hot little mouth, or bend you over and take you from behind. I can do it, girl. Stop flashing your ass at me. Stop showing me those pretty hard nipples, or I’ll do just that.” His finger sank into her nether hole deeply, eliciting a sharp, shattered cry from her as her muscles clenched around him.

Marly was dazed. Shocked by his actions. He bent her over his arm, thrusting his finger into her again, and again, ignoring the arching of her back, the tight grip of her body as he taunted her. Then he was turning her in his arms, his arm curved around her, his finger refusing to release her from the shocking impalement.

He lifted her against him as he leaned against the barn, holding her steady as he lifted her nearly off her feet, his thick finger sinking deeper, making her gasp as her damp need began to soak the jean-covered thigh he pushed between hers.

One hand tore at the bodice of her dress, jerking aside the fragile cups until her breasts were bare. Marly screamed out as his head lowered, his teeth nipping at her nipple, then his mouth covering it, sucking it, laving it with his tongue.

His finger pulled back, then thrust inside her again. Marly arched, pushing her breast deeper into his mouth as the little pain the thrust caused made her ride his thigh harder.

“You want it bad, don’t you baby?” He growled against her breast, holding her steady as he moved into the barn.

The finger he had shoved up her ass pulled free as he entered the dark confines of the nearest free stall. Then he was fighting with the buttons of his jeans, freeing them with quick, jerky motions.

“Cade?” Her voice trembled as his cock sprang free. It was long and thick, and angry looking as her eyes widened at the sight.

“No.” He closed his eyes, tormented. “Don’t Marly. Don’t get scared on me. I just want you to suck it baby. Please…I just want to feel your hot little mouth around it.”