CountryCore Series: The Ranch Hand (WLW)

Chapter Twenty-One

This chapter contains mature content.

Chris pushed Hayley against the door to her cottage as she closed it and settled between her legs. Driving home with Hayley's hand on her thigh had made her crazy. On top of that, they hadn't spoken a single word for the entire twelve and a half minutes to the cottage. Her appetite was ravenous and she couldn't quench her thirst with anything but one singular taste.

She trailed kisses from Hayley's mouth and down the side of her face. Taking her earlobe into her mouth, she sucked on it, and then played with the pulse point of her neck. Hayley gripped at her pullover, bunching it into her fists. Chris reached down and wrapped her legs around her back and Hayley, trusting and gorgeously kind Hayley, let her lift her from the floor.

She turned toward the stairs and ascended them, taking each step upward with slow, careful moves. Hayley never parted from her face, laying kisses over every part of her features. She kissed her eyelids, then her cheeks and feverishly moved her hands along her back. She slipped one hand down into the collar of Chris' shirt and ran her nails along her sensitive skin. Even with her nails being cut back for work in the barn, she knew she would have evidence of Hayley's touch on her for days. She relished in the thought of her marks and pleasure resonated with her very being.

Once inside of her room, she spun around and put Hayley down on the floor. She craved more of her.

She kissed Hayley along her throat and hurriedly dropped to her knees, lifting her dress. She delved forward as she moved Hayley's panties over to the side and held her dress skirt against her hip. Hayley hastily grabbed the back of her head and ushered her further and she obliged.

Still wanting to see what her touch did to Hayley, she kissed along the inside of one of her thighs while she played with the fabric of her light blue underwear. Hayley immediately squirmed and tried to move her head further toward her center, but Chris held fast to where she was.

Her body screamed for her to take Hayley into her mouth, but she resisted the urge and bit her thigh instead. Hayley moaned and dug her fingers into the back of Chris' head. She grabbed a handful of Chris' hair and she winced at the tight hold.

'Kay. No more teasing. She'll yank my hair out if I hold off any longer and...I can't last either!

Chris dived into her folds and vibrated at the first true taste of her. She was even more succulent than she'd ever imagined. Hayley's flavor coated her tongue and she groaned against her. She started to move her hips along with each lick Chris laid on her and called out her name. She was already so close. Chris could feel and taste it. She savored the feeling for a moment longer, then pulled back.

"I need ya naked an' in my bed, doll." She said in a breathy voice that betrayed her determination.

Hayley turned and let her unzip her dress, then she was facing her again, clinging to her body. Chris wanted to worship that body.

She pulled Hayley's dress down from her shoulders and watched as she shimmied her way out of it. Once it was at her feet, Chris swooped her up in her arms and literally ran her over to the bed. She laid her down as gently as she could, but Hayley was pulling her down along with her and she lost her balance. She tumbled into her and Hayley hurriedly brought her face up to hers.

Hayley flicked her tongue along Chris' lips, making her groan again. No... This was a full on, high pitched moan. It was a sound she'd never made and sent her flying to the stars, but she tried to remain where she was. She settled her thigh between Hayley's legs and began languid thrusts against her.

"Chris! Touch me!" Hayley cried against her lips. "Touch me, please!"

Chris tapped her along her back and she arched up. She did away with her bra and pulled back to take her in. She may have already seen her body plenty of times, but every time was like the first all over again. Hayley's bountiful breasts stood at attention and her nipples raised to turgid points.