Page 13 of Titus

“I feel you. It’s crazy. I hated this same quietness when I was young but I love it now. I can appreciate it. It slows me and gives me time to think.”

His arms wrap around my waist and I lean back into his muscular chest. Slowly, I take in our surroundings: the land, the starless sky, and the subtle sounds of nature. I close my eyes and the low sounds of the night amplify a little, sounding like a whispering symphony. When I open my eyes, I spot a light out in the pasture.

“What’s out there?” I inquire.

“Where?”

Pointing my hand toward the light, I say. “Over there. It’s a dull, yellow light. You see it?”

“Yeah. Let’s go check it out.”

“You sure?” I ask with some trepidation. It’s dark out here and we seem to be the only humans awake.

“I’m positive. There’s nothing out there that will fuck with you and if it is? Look at me. I got you,” he says cockily. He takes my hand and we walk around the stable instead of going in. Then we get back into the ATV and he drives toward the light. As we get close, I see it’s an old-fashioned wooden gazebo. The lamp hanging inside of it is the source of the light. “Let’s go inside,” he suggests and I get out excitedly.

It’s so quaint and country with its traditional red roof and open concept. Although structured like a classical gazebo, it has been modernized because it has electrical outlets. The light resembles an antique gas lantern but it’s electrical along with the electric, wood-burning, simulated mini fireplace in the corner.

He opens the small gate and holds my hand as I step into the gazebo. He follows then closes the gate. I walk toward the large wooden bench and sit. It’s early spring and late night so the temperatures are cool but bearable, even with my shorts on. If this was last month, the cute little heater would be needed, but tonight, we are fine.

When he joins me on the bench, my courage and desire possess me and I rise up and straddle him. His hands caress my back. I tilt his hat up so I can have full access to his handsome face. Just as he opens his mouth to speak, I lean in and cover it with mine. Slowly but with a tinge of aggression, he devours my mouth, kissing my lips and sucking on my tongue. My hands grip the side of his face as he kisses my breath away and I inadvertently knock his hat off. Neither of us cares, not at this moment. My entire body is inflamed and I’m craving more of him. However, abruptly and to my total dismay, he stops our kiss.

“Ay! Ay!’ he pulls back.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ain’t shit wrong,” he practically growls. “But if you keep kissing me like this, I can’t promise I’ll behave.”

“Let’s misbehave then. No one is here anyway. No one for miles. It’s just us and,” I say then peck his lips. “And I want you.” I kiss him again. “Don’t you want me?” I ask but the lust burning in his eyes and bulge poking my ass both answer my question.

After kissing him again, I place my hands on his chest then push off him. When I stand, with my eyes glued to him, I unbutton my shorts and wiggle them down my ass and legs. Istep out then lean down and pick them up. I place them on the bench then step between his legs. His hands grip my hips and he pulls me closer then plants kisses on my stomach.

“You smell good as shit,” he groans. His hands gravitate to my ass as he continues to kiss all over my stomach. The roughness of his warm, big hands is a stark contrast to the softness of his lips, sending a chill down my spine. While tugging at my panties, he asks, “Can I take these off?”

“Please,” I answer and he grins, tickling my navel with his beard.

As he pulls them down, I reach down and unbuckle his belt. I unzip his pants next. While I step out of my lace panties, he inches up and pulls his jeans and boxers down. When they are at his knees, I push on his chest for him to sit back down. His beautiful, long, thick dick is standing at attention and I want to ride it.

After placing my hands on the back of the bench for support, I step onto it, planting my feet at his sides. While stroking his dick with one hand, he uses the other to run his fingers up and down my slit. The moment he touches me, my knees buckle. But when he slides two fingers inside, I moan out in pure pleasure. He thrusts his fingers in and out of me then removes them and nastily licks me off of them.

“Drop that fat, pretty pussy on my face first,” he instructs.

Then he angles his head back and grabs my hip with his hand. Gingerly, he pulls me down. His big hand cups my ass and holds me steady while his warm tongue hungrily explores my pussy. He awakens every nerve in my body as he licks and sucks me to an unbelievable orgasm. Thank God, no one else is truly around because I scream his name in an unknown falsetto.

“Titus!”

“Damn,” he groans as I buck against his face.

Before I can completely recover from his beautiful tongue assault, he’s easing me down onto his rock-hard dick. His head breaches me first and my eyebrows tent from the incredible feel and stretch of my opening.

“Shiitt,” I hiss as I bravely take him in more. When I’ve finally covered him and I’m thoroughly filled, I still for a minute, allowing myself to fully adjust to him. “Mm, you’re so…mm,” I moan incoherently, stupefied by his size.

He places his hand around my neck and squeezes lightly as he crashes his lips into me. Our tongues wage war as we kiss passionately and I taste my essence on his lips. The moment our lips part, his dark eyes peer into mine.

“Are you gon’ ride this dick?” he asks in a low, pained groan.

My stillness is clearly driving him insane so I end his wait by rocking back and forth. Then slowly, I bounce up and down until I find the perfect rhythm. His lips crash back into mine and he kisses the hell out of me as his hands move to my ass. He grips my ass then controls my movements. A few thrusts later, I’m cumming again, singing loudly into the darkness.

“Damn, Quinn, I’m 'bout to bust too,” he moans before exploding seconds later. I’m thoroughly satiated, filled, and pleased. His exceeded any expectation I had and I can’t stop smiling from the euphoria of this moment. He lightly taps my ass then asks, “What’s so funny?”

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