Page 32 of A Date with Fate

“Let me show you the barn, eh?”

Taylor nodded, following me to the small barn. We’d had ponies here once—my mother’s second love of her life—and I knew they were dying to get more to play with their grandkids with. But now the space was dark, empty, and blissfully silent.

I turned Taylor around, watching her eyes widen. “On your knees, Taylor.”

I didn’t bother with please, and I didn't have to, because a moment later, she was bending, folding herself until she was kneeling in front of me, her hands reaching for my belt.

I let my head fall back, my fingers slipping into her dark hair, holding tight to her as she took me out and that slick, hot mouth slowly closed around the tip and pulled me closer. “Fuck, Tay,” I groaned as she enclosed the head, sucking slightly before pushing down.

“That’s a good girl. Take it all,” I said, promising myself I wouldn’t mess up her hair, promising I wouldn’t pull her down the way that I really wanted. Because this was still new, she was still new, and I didn’t know what she really wanted from me like this.

Well, I supposed I knew that she wanted me to fall apart. But that was obviously going to happen. I mean, how could I not? I glanced down as she worked her jaw up and over me, sucking and licking the length of me. My balls drew up tight, my body begging for an orgasm. It would be easy to pump deep and let her beautiful little mouth suck me down.

But thoughts of our earlier conversation crept in. I know she wasn’t sure. But she had assured me that she had an IUD. There was no chance I could actually get her pregnant. Which was a strange emotion to have, because I was disappointed but also thrilled at the idea that I could practice with her over and over and over again until she was sure.

I wasn’t about to let one of those instances slip through my fingers.

“Fuck, baby, that’s good.”

Taylor seemed to preen under my compliment, her mouth growing more and more bold as she tried to take me all in. But before she could, I stepped back, my hands moving from her hair to her jawline, where I slowly guided her up.

“Scott?”

“Come here, baby. I don’t want my cum going anywhere but inside of this pussy. Not until…” I let the words hang, and Taylor picked right up where I left off.

“Until everyone knows I’m yours. Did I get that right?”

I could only growl, pressing backwards until she ran into a small table that must’ve been left out from the past year's work. It only took a moment. I pulled her skirt up, my hands staying on her thighs and teasing them open as I lifted her onto the table.

I bent my knees, fully intending to take my taste of her too, but she was pulling my head, drawing me away from her. “No, no, no.”

“What’s wrong?”

“No time. I want you now.”

At her words, I dropped my hand between her legs, letting my fingers trace the outline of her sex. It was drenched. She was drenched. I shuddered, dropping my head to her shoulders.

“Sweet Jesus, Taylor, did sucking me get you this wet?”

She was nodding now, her hips bumping against me as I lined up the head of my cock, piercing her folds and letting her feet the thick size of me for just a moment before I thrust forward.

Bliss, almost sharp enough to send me over the edge, threatened at the edges of my vision. I took a deep breath, trying to recenter myself as I drew back and fucked into her again. But I couldn’t focus, not when she was gripping me like a vise, her body quivering under me as I worked myself in and out of that velvety soft heat.

“I can’t last. I can’t,” she cried out, her breath hot on my neck.

“It’s okay baby,” I said, my hands finding her breasts through her dress and kneading them gently. “Let me feel it. Come all over me.”

Taylor stilled, looking me dead in the eyes, and then arched her back. “You promise you’ll come inside?”

“Fuck…” My balls drew up, preparing to do just that. “You want that.”

“Yes.” Taylor’s legs twined around mine. “So much so.”

“Fine, just for you…” I could barely wait until those trademark flutters surrounded my cock before I thrust deep and held there, feeling the pounding pressure in my body give out, jetting out my release straight into her sweet body.

Taylor was silent, her legs rhythmically pulsing around me as she rode out her own climax. I watched her in rapture, my heart slowing until finally, the both of us were panting quietly.

Finally, a small giggle slipped from her mouth.

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