Page 76 of Wild For You
I made quick work of undoing her jeans and slipping them down her hips. I stroked my hand over her panties, growing addicted to the way it made her body shiver.
Her moans of need echoed in the small space as I tugged down the panties, exposing her pussy to me.
I spun her quickly so that she could brace her hands on the small table against the wall. Releasing her hair, I unfastened my jeans and yanked them and my boxer briefs down to my ankles. The tip of my throbbing cock immediately sought out her entrance as I guided the velvet crown across her drenched folds.
“Yes,” Kelsey groaned, and I bent forward, placing my hand over her mouth as I fisted her hair again with my hand.
“You need to stay quiet, baby. Unless you want everyone down below to know I’m fucking your pussy right now.” Her body nearly collapsed against the table, and I grinned, knowing she loved the idea of being caught by someone. “If I move my hand, you going to be quiet?”
She nodded, and I slowly released her and went back to guiding my cock into her sex. Her tight cunt welcomed me as I drove myself completely inside her.
Kelsey wailed and then slapped her own hand over her mouth as I slid out and then thrusted back in.
“I bet you like knowing that anyone could find us right now. Knowing that someone could stumble upon me destroying your pussy.” Her sheath clamped around my cock, and she shuddered. “Oh yeah. My dirty girl likes to be watched.”
“Andrew,” she whimpered as she reached down with both hands and gripped the edge of the table until her knuckles were white.
“That’s it, baby. I can feel you coming.”
Her back arched beneath me as she crested, and then those waves inside her channel milked my shaft until I was spilling myself deep within her. Kelsey’s head hung forward as she worked to steady her breathing, and I leaned over her, attempting to do the same.
Pressing my lips against the back of her neck, I kissed the soft skin and then slipped my cock free. Taking a step back, I put myself back together.
“Oh my gosh, I think I died,” Kelsey whispered as she dropped forward and rested her head on the table. Between her legs, drips of my cum raced downward. I captured the rivulets with my fingers and scooped them away. Searching around the space, there was nowhere to wipe my hand off, so I slipped my hand into my pants and wiped it on my underwear. It wasn’t like they weren’t already covered in precum to begin with.
Gently, I tugged her panties and jeans up her legs, kissing each ass cheek before covering them with the material.
“That was… unexpected,” Kelsey said as she turned around, and I secured the button at her waist.
“Was it really?” I jokingly asked, and she shook her head while grinning.
Flicking off the light, we climbed down from the loft area. I went first, and when she followed, I turned her around when she was about halfway down, lifted the edge of her shirt, and chastely kissed her stomach. I’d done it without even thinking, and my chest constricted as she gasped at the contact.
I’d been escorting her to appointments and reading the books with her nightly, but it was the first time I’d shown any sort of possession over the baby she carried inside her womb.
“Andrew….“
“Come on, let's get back to the house before they send a search party after us.”
We dashed past the crew still cleaning. Kelsey ducked her head, but I noticed the blush on her cheeks when someone smiled at her.
The rain had picked up. We were soaked by the time we made it to the UTV, and we only had to go a few feet.
“The storm is really coming in,” she said, looking out the front window of the UTV as I started it up.
I chuckled and asked if she really wanted to make a “coming in” reference, and she rolled her eyes.
The drive back to the farm took double the time, because I could barely see the path ahead of me. At one point, I feared we’d gone off track, then the view of the shotgun-style ranch hands’ homes came into view, and I knew exactly where we were.
Once I parked and placed the keys back on the hook, we stood just inside the large opening.
“We’re going to smell like sex when we get inside.”
“Well, not much I can do about that,” I pointed out, “except our little rain shower probably washed us clean.” My phone buzzed in my pocket, and there were a few messages. The most recent being from Mom, telling me that all my sisters except Autumn had gone back to their houses to miss the storm. Apparently, Autumn couldn’t pull her husband away from the hockey game until the next period intermission.
“We’re in luck. Rory left.”
“Really?”
