Page 31 of Bucked Hard

Chad

The scents of rich, comforting food and campfire fill my nose.

But, there is only one thing I want to eat right now and that’s her pussy. I’m sure all this food is delicious, but I’m not thinking about that. I’m not hungry nor thirsty. Fuck, I’m only breathing because it’s a reflex. All I can think about is how I can secure Rachel into my life for good.

Okay, I’ll be honest. I’m thinking about other things too. My mouth is watering for another taste of her sweet cum for sure. But, I’m about to lose my mind thinking of fucking her for the first time. Sinking so deep inside her she’ll feel it in the back of her throat. I want her to remember our first time forever. I want her sore, taking tentative steps for a week so she doesn’t go a second without remembering when I claimed her for the first time.

“You still got that dog I see.” Enrique’s says, the seemingly ever present smile curves at the corners of his lips as Leroy limps into the circle around the fire and plops down at Rachel’s feet giving me a territorial squint before setting his head on his front paw.

Singular.

Jessie laughs through closed lips. “Tell Chad how you got Leroy.”

I look across and she meets my gaze, then throws up a long neck Budweiser to her lips and empties it. Her grin is both an acknowledgement and a warning.Just don’t hurt her. I nod, and the fire isn’t the only sparkle in her eye.

“I found him,” Rachel replies, crossing and uncrossing her ankles with a shrug of her shoulders.

Every cute thing she does like that makes it harder to stay focused. My thumping need for her is incessant. I want to know all her stories, listen to her talk all night, but this other force swirling inside me is sure making it difficult to sit still.

A long silence falls between us all, tense like the edge of a thunderstorm. I’m waiting to hear the rest of the story but Rachel sits there thumbing something invisible on the knee of her jeans until Enrique waves his hands in the air.

“Naw, naw, naw.” Enrique lets out a belly laugh breaking the tension. “That’s not it. She fought a grown man for that dog.” Enrique acts the part, punching the air.

“No. It wasn’t like that.” Rachel tries to minimize Enrique’s dramatic reenactment. She lets out a long breath and her discomfort at being the center of attention makes me want to draw her in next to me, reassure her and tell her how amazing she is.

“Tell me what happened,” I urge, eager to know everything about her. I want to listen to her stories until she has no more to tell, then make new ones with her. “Please.”

“Fine.” She stuffs her hair behind her ears and I see her press her luscious thighs together, making my mouth water. Jessie and Enrique seem to already know the story, so she’s not telling them. She’s telling me and I can’t believe how much I want to know. “Jessie and I were in town. I was waiting for her to come back around and pick me up outside of McMillan’s market.”

I roll another stump next to her and sit down. The warmth from the fire is pinking her cheeks and I watch the orange and yellow sparks reflect in her eyes.

“So, this guy pulls up in a rust bucket of a truck. He’s got Leroy in the bed. He’s wagging his tail and looking up expectantly, like he’s eager to please this guy.” Rachel looks at me for a second as she pauses to take a breath.

I see the flush on her cheeks seeping down her neck and over her chest. My thoughts are on the swell under her shirt and those nipples hardening in my mouth.

“And?”

“He just smacks the dog on the side of the head as he walks by, and Leroy looks so hurt.” She stiffens her spine and I love that she’s feeling that moment of confidence. “So I jumped up and told him that wasn’t nice.”

“She was sixteen; he must have been forty, maybe forty-five, and rounding out at three-hundred pounds if he was an ounce.” Jessie adds with her head held high.

“Well, anyone would have done it. You don’tdothat.” Rachel screws up her face in disgust at the thought, and reaches down scratch Leroy’s head. “Anyway, he made some remark about the dog being his property and he can do what he wants or something. Then he grabs Leroy by the neck and hauls him up and over the bed of the pickup, dropping him like a sack of potatoes on the sidewalk. He doesn’t even look back, just starts to walk away expecting the dog to follow.”

Rachel chuckles and the sound of her laughter only hardens my dick more. Her laugh is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. Outside of her moaning, and cumming, that is.

“And that didn’t sit well with Rachel,” Jessie adds, taking a draw on a fresh beer, her silver gray hair piled on top of her head and tied in place with a stretch of soft green cloth. Her weathered face is kind with a look of pride and admiration as she waits for Rachel to continue.

“So?” I knock my knee into hers and that small touch sends my blood running through my ears and the wolf in me growling something about a mate. “Then what?”

“Soooo,” she exaggerates the word. “That dog just sat his butt down and looked at me. Like he was sayin’, ‘Well? Are you going to help me or what?’ The guy turns around and calls him but Leroy doesn’t move, he just keeps looking at me. So the guy stomps back, starts to jerk his foot back like he’s going to kick him or something.” Her indignation lights a fire in her voice and my heart swells with pride.

“I said, ‘If you kick that dog, I’m going to punch you right in your fat stomach.’ I stood up, shaking like a leaf. He laughs at me and cocks his foot back another few inches. I don’t think he expects me to be serious, but I jump forward and hit him as hard as I can, right where I thought his belly button would be, because for some reason I’ve got this notion that it’s his weakest point. I didn’t hurt him one bit. He just smiled at me. Then he leans down and starts to say something. That’s when he wasn’t expecting what came next.”

Enrique can’t hold back his enthusiasm. “And then she comes up under his chin with another punch! Right under his chin, knocked his teeth together so hard, one of them flew out and landed on the sidewalk.”

Vanessa lets out a hearty laugh at Enrique as he does his Rocky impression dancing around punching the night air.

“And that dog been at her feet ever since.” Jessie smiles with a satisfied nod.

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