Page 10 of Gourd Enough To Eat
I caught her waist, sinking my fingers into her luscious curves and let out a groan. “You gonna let me live out the fantasy I planned now, glitter girl?” I pulled her close, letting her feelhow tight the inside space of my jeans had become the moment she dropped that dress. “I’m gonna lift you up and turn around, okay? It might get a little cold.”
She had a question in her eyes I answered with a quick kiss, squeezing her waist and lifted her off her feet. Breath whooshed from her, bringing a little squeak with it. Cadance laced her arms and legs around my neck and hips, clinging to me. I nearly gave up on the plan then and there, found a comfortable, spare piece of wall and fucked us into tomorrow.
But I had the plan, the fantasy laid out, and I wasn’t about to break that when she was right here, pressed to me.
Cadance yelped when I placed her butt on the sugar dusted metal bench I’d clean up later, the unforgiving surface chill beneath her heated skin. She panted softly, her breasts rising and falling, nipples grazing my shirt as she stared up at me where I stood between her soft, curved thighs.
“What now?” she whispered, sinking back into herself.
“Uh uh, glitter bomb. You come right on back to me. I want to hear you tonight. Every damn moan,” I murmured., pushing her thighs open wider.
She let me, her eyes curious as I knelt, palming her inner thighs to hold her wide for me, and licked her glistening folds. A gasp left her, and her palms slapped the bench top.
I hummed my approval. “Christ, you’re sweet. That’s it, Cadance, let me hear everything you feel. Show me what my girl likes.”
She shivered above me as I traced the shape of her with my tongue, exploring gently. Her thighs quivered beneath my hands, tensing and pressing inwards when I found her sensitive spots or delved my tongue inside her hole, slowly fucking her and tasting her sweetness.
Her slick dripped lower. I lapped it up, unwilling to waste anything she gave me before I rose up to tap the tip of my tongue on her clit.
Cadance’s head fell back, and she sighed, rolling her hips up to meet my mouth. “Yes, please,” she murmured.
Not begging, exactly, more dreamlike. I could work with that.
Scooping a fingertip’s worth of dusted sugar from the bench, I brushed it across her clit and folds, then dipped my mouth to suckle it off. “Fuck, that’s sweet, Cadance,” I groaned, imagining her covered in the sticky strawberry mixture, and sucking it off her until she writhed for me, coming until she was clean again. I lapped at her clit as she shivered. Her thighs tensed against my palms and a keening cry broke from her lips. I sucked her clit into my mouth, pulsing my tongue over the tight bud, and she broke softly for me.
Her body arched, hands tangling in my hair as she rode her orgasm out on my face. Hell, if I could drown in her sweetness, I'd still be addicted to her taste. Cleaning her gently, I let her come down, freeing one hand to unbutton my shirt and shuck it onto the floor behind me. I worked a few buttons free on my jeans as I rose, tracing the shape of her throbbing flesh with my other hand.
She let me play, laying back across my benchtop. Her silky blonde hair hung off the edge in a golden cascade. I leaned over her body to dust her nipples with sugar then sucked it off, repeating the process until she gushed against my gentle fingers playing in her pussy.
“Fuck, you feel heavenly, glitter bomb,” I murmured. “Gonna let me sink into you now? Can I fill you up bare?” I wanted to so damn bad, but I’d stop everything the moment she said so.
“I’m safe,” she whispered. “I’ve got an implant and I haven’t been able to be with…’ her hand drifted across her tummy as her words failed.
I dusted sugar across the backs of her fingers, over her tummy and scars, then licked and sucked that off her skin too. “Every inch of you is so beautiful, Cadance," I rasped. “Every,” —I notched my cock at her entrance— “Single,” —I slid in an inch and waited as she gasped and writhed prettily for me— “Inch.” I pushed home, all the way, eased by her slick heat.
Her pussy enveloped my length. I fought back the tingle that started low in my spine, working my cock in shallow thrusts until I managed control of my own body. Her soft cries told me I needed to be deeper inside her. I jacked my hips, snapping my thrust at the end, and revelled in her scream. Hell, that sound would live rent free in my head for months to come. I knew that, and I did the whole thing again, over and over, until she was gasping and twisting beneath me. Her pussy gripped my cock like a vice, milking me before her next orgasm had started.
I gritted my teeth, leaning down to suck her nipples. “You’re so sweet, Cadance. I want to wake you up sucking on your nipples and see if you can come on my cock while I slide inside you every morning before you’re fully awake. See how much you’ll gush all over your thighs for me to lick up later, huh?”
She moaned, arching on my bench as her heat tightened inside. I couldn't breathe as she came, her pussy clamped down so tight I thought I’d found sweet heaven. Her scream in my ear as I gathered her in my arms, calling my name, was the last thing I remembered before I drove deep inside her and spend myself with her legs wrapped around my hips, and her nails digging into the back of my neck.
I lay there with her, both of us covered in sugar as her body offered the sort of warmth and softness I never wanted to leave.
“Fuck, glitter bomb. Next time, I’m taking you back to the ranch and you’re staying in my cabin overnight. Alright?” I murmured into her skin, still intent on sucking and licking every inch of her.
“You have a cabin? That sounds nice,” she breathed wistfully. I shifted my hips and she gasped, still super sensitive after coming so hard for me. “Damn, woman. I thought you were my new addiction. But licking you is my obsession.” I slid out of her, slithered down her belly and licked my way to her pussy, lapping at her skin.
“No, what–” she stared, then moaned as my tongue lapped gently at her folds, cleaning her sweetly.
I worked my way back to her clit, circling the bud that tightened beneath my attention. Her hands tangled in my hair, showing me exactly what she needed this time. I smiled against her tender flesh, working her until she burst for me. Her screams rasped, voice strained and I knew she was done, if for now.
Standing on straining legs of my own, I scooped her into my arms, and headed into the downstairs shower, flicking it on. “You like a hot shower?”
“Mhmm,” she murmured drowsily.
I laughed, giddy with the pure pleasure of having given her what I hoped she wanted most. Cadance crashed against me as I washed her gently, cleaning the stickiness off her body, making sure she stayed warm as I washed her hair. She curled against my chest as I washed myself, then wrapped her in a thick towel of my own.
“You gonna come upstairs with me?” I asked softly. “Sometimes I sleep here. Thought it might be easiest since your van will probably be ready tomorrow. I’ll work at the ranch and then come back to get you, okay?”
