Page 16 of Not Afraid to Trust Again
“I can’t imagine you or your brother fighting.” I giggled. “I’m not saying y’all are punks, but y’all both are always so calm.”
“We are, but if you mess with us or our family, then that’s a different story. Why do you think our sister never brings anyone around us?”
They had a sister who was close to graduating from college. She had finally decided on a major and was set to graduate next year.
“Because y’all would run them off.”
“Exactly. Imagine if we have a daughter.”
I couldn’t fathom having a daughter and being worried about her safety. It would kill me for her to experience what I had experienced. Unfortunately, I couldn’t control everything. I just hoped and prayed boys thought twice about hurting her because of who her father was.
“Poor child.” I rolled my eyes when Kyden shrugged.
Over the next thirty minutes or so, Kyden told me more about his upbringing. Things like how they would go to the fall festival every year since they were younger. He told me how, even though it was small, the town had grown over the last ten years. I loved hearing him talk about the history of his grandfathers and their fathers, who were all mayors or sheriffs. I thought it was cool how they pretty much ran Sweetwater Hills since its inception. I also loved how they were able to keep it a predominantly black town.
We stayed there talking for at least two hours before we left the field.
“Where are we going?” I asked Kyden, because we were going in the opposite direction of his house. I looked out the window but couldn’t figure out where we were.
Kyden glanced over at me. “Oh, you thought I was playing back there?”
I kept a straight face as my pussy did cartwheels in my pants. We were going somewhere to have sex, and I couldn’t wait.
The more Kyden talked to me at the strawberry field, the more I got turned on. It was something about his voice, and he always sounded so smart. But he had an aggressive side to him that only came out when it was necessary. It was mainly in the bedroom, but I could imagine him being aggressive with unruly people whom he may have had to stop in the past.
Before I could respond to him, we pulled over near an empty field. I looked for deer because I knew they liked to be in the wooded areas, but I didn’t see any.
“Get in the back seat,” Kyden demanded when he put the truck in park.
I took off my seat belt then climbed into the back. When I got in the seat, I took off my pants and panties and got into the position I knew he would want me in—face down, ass up.
A couple of seconds ticked by before I heard the back door opening and felt the wind on my bare ass. I took my hoodie off but kept my T-shirt on.
“Perfect,” Kyden said as he slapped my ass.
I squealed when pulled me toward the door by my ankles, but it quickly turned into moans when he stuck his tongue in my ass.
Oh, he’s on another level today.
My stomach clenched when he stuck two fingers inside of me as his tongue continued its assault on my asshole. The townspeople would be surprised to know what their good ol’ sheriff was up to behind closed doors. I wanted to giggle, but I couldn’t because my toes clenched, and so did everything else as an orgasm ricocheted through my body. It felt like it went through my entire body. My nails dug into the leather seat.
Kyden moaned, groaned, and licked me like an ice cream cone until I came two more times. When he finally turned me loose, I wanted to collapse on the seat, but I couldn’t when Kyden climbed inside and sat on the seat then swiftly sat me on his dick. He was strong as hell because he would toss me around like I weighed nothing. I wasn’t that big, but I wasn’t tiny either.
“Shit.” Kyden groaned as he pumped into me.
My eyes were low as I looked into his eyes. He slid a hand from my stomach up to my neck. He wrapped his hand around the front of my throat and pulled me toward him.
“Kiss me, Elise.”
I obliged and kissed his lips then stuck my tongue in his mouth. The kiss was wet and sloppy, and it turned me on even more. The more his tongue explored my mouth, the wetter I got. His hands were on my hips, then my waist, and then my ass.
“Sit back so you can watch,” he said when he broke the kiss.
I leaned back against the seat and looked down. From the angle we were in, I was able to watch his dick go in and out of me.
“My God,” I cried out when he hit my spot.
“See how you’re creaming for me, baby?”
