Taboo (Merle Dixon x OFC)

Chapter 31

After Merle dumped me on the bed, he yanked off my shoes and tossed them aside carelessly. I heard one shoe hit the wall, but I have no idea where the other one ended up.

"I think I just lost a shoe. One hit the wall, but the other one didn't make a sound." Giggling, I sat up so I could take off my tank top.

"Fuck yer shoe. We'll find it later, and if we don't, I'll just get ya new ones." Merle smirked, smacking my hands away playfully when I went for the hem of my shirt. "Get away from there. That's my job."

"Yes, sir." Smiling, I lifted my arms for him.

"That's my good girl," he praised, tossing my shirt aside as well.

My bra was next, then I helped him remove his wife beater. I dropped it on the floor next to the bed. Rubbing my hands over his sculpted chest, I played with his chest hair while we kissed deeply and slowly.

"Lay down," Merle instructed.

I obeyed, closing my arms around his waist after he dropped some of his weight on me. One of his hands tangled itself in my hair, the other one caressing my upper body as we kissed again. He ran his hand up and down my side and over my belly, causing me to break out in goosebumps and make my nipples harden. There was enough space between our bodies for him to play with my tits, which he did, pinching and pulling at my nipples while pressing his hardening cock into my wet snatch. Our bottom halves were still clothed, but Merle's pants were still undone, so I pushed them down over his ass, along with his drawers. He kicked off his shoes, then his pants and drawers before removing the rest of my clothes.

As Merle lowered himself between my open thighs, he tangled his hand in my hair again. I gasped as he used the head of his cock to rub through my wetness, moaning as he carefully pushed himself inside me. That big cock of his stretched my pussy to the max, but that feeling was one of the best on the planet. Grabbing his ass, I welcomed his warm, damp lips as he gave me a long, heated kiss. His thrusts were slow at first as I adapted to his largeness. He always went slowly so he wouldn't hurt me, but once I was good to go, he pumped hard and fast. I let go of his ass and scraped my nails over his nipples, making him groan. I did the same thing to his ribs, listening to him groan again.

"You know what I like," Merle rasped, kissing me passionately.

"I love you," I whispered. He didn't answer me with words, but the gleam in his eyes and the adorable smirk he flashed me told me everything I needed to know.

I wanted Merle as close to me as possible, so I wrapped my arms and legs around him and pulled him flat against me. Rubbing my hands over his backside, I occasionally dug my nails into his flesh. He shoved his free hand between us so he could play with my clit, his chest brushing against mine gently. The soft hair on his chest against my nipples and his fingers on my clit felt amazing together. Not to mention the intimate kissing and the nibbling of my neck, ear and collarbone. His cock massaged all the right spots. He had this way of teasing my g-spot that drove me nuts. It was the angle and deep, quick thrusts he used.

Before I expected it, I was cumming, holding Merle to me closely while I moaned through our tongue filled kiss. I felt him swell inside me as my walls spasmed around him, and he came as well, resting his forehead against mine once we were both done climaxing.

"Good?" he asked breathlessly, his eyes shining as he pulled strands of hair from my face.

"Yeah." I smiled, giving him a soft kiss.

"It's s'pposed ta be chilly t'night. I wanna get those gas cans outta the truck and fill the generator, then make a fire," Merle muttered against my lips.

"Okay. Can we sit in the chair t'gether?" I asked hopefully.

"Course we can. Whatever my baby girl wants. I'll roll us another doober with those new papers," he offered.

"Sounds good. I got a pic put aside I wanted ta show ya." I unwrapped myself from his body, patting his ass. "Go on. Do what ya gotta do."

"M'kay." Merle kissed my lips, then groaned as he pulled his softening cock out of me.

We didn't talk while he got dressed. I just laid there and watched him. He gazed down at me lovingly as he pulled his clothes on piece by piece, then leaned down and kissed my forehead before disappearing out of the room.

Smiling to myself, I stretched, then climbed out of the bed and put my robe on. I went into the bathroom to pee and wipe myself clean, then made my way into the kitchen for a glass of iced tea. I could hear Merle tinkering with the generator, whistling to himself while he did what needed to be done. I was just finished gulping down my tea when I heard him come inside and go into the living room. I could hear him messing with the fireplace.

"Ya thirsty?" I called. "I'll make ya some tea."

"Sure, that'd be nice," Merle replied. I nodded to myself and refilled my cup, then took it to him. "Thanks, woman. Always spoilin' me." Smirking, he took the tea from my hand.

"I like spoilin' ya. Ya deserve it." I shrugged. "Ya spoil me, so..."

"Been spoilin' ya yer whole life." Merle reached into his pocket and handed me the gum he had bought me earlier at the gas station. "Here ya go."

I giggled. "See? I didn't even ask fer this, but ya got it fer me anyway."

"Yeah, I like seein' ya smile." He patted my cheek. "Sid'down. I'll be done with this fire in a minute."

"Okay." I sat in the armchair while he started a fire and drank his tea, smiling to myself while I watched him work.

"Gotta warsh my hands. Got gas and sap on 'em."

Merle went into the kitchen to clean his hands, taking his empty cup with him. It was full again when he came back. He sat it on the table next to the chair, motioning for me to move so he could sit down. I settled myself in his lap sideways once he was seated, staring up at him happily.

"Some o' my best memories o' this place are of ya in my lap in this chair," Merle mumbled, squeezing me in his arms. "Some o' the most relaxin' too."

"Me, too." I reached a hand up to caress his scruff. "Ya still goin' huntin' t'morrow?"

"Yeah. Ya gonna be alright alone?" he wanted to know.

"I'll be fine," I assured him. "I'm gonna get in touch with Mama ta let her know we're okay, and I'm gonna text Rayne, too. I still ain't told her nothin'."

"Perfect time fer women's talk." Merle chuckled. "I won't be here ta roll my eyes at y'all."

"Pretty much," I agreed with a giggle.

"I know ya said ya'd be fine, but I'm gonna leave my pistol with ya. Just as a precaution, and ta make ya feel better. I'll have my rifle, so I won't need it." He smoothed my hair back, dropping a kiss on my forehead. "How's that sound? Okay?"

I nodded. "That's fine. I know how ta shoot it."

"Indeed." Merle smirked, spying the picture I had laid aside. "Is this the pic ya wanted ta show me?" He picked it up, snickering as he took it in.

"Yeah," I muttered.

"I stole this from y'all's house," he admitted. "My jealousy was as plain as day. Plus, ya looked real purty."

"That's what I figured. I thought ya might think it's amusin' now," I said.

"You were right." Merle chuckled, laying it back on the table. "Think I'm ready ta roll that joint now. Ya ready fer it?"

"Yeah." I climbed out of his lap and sat at his feet, resting my head on his knee.

"That's my good baby girl."

He leaned forward and pulled out his marijuana, breaking up some buds. I watched silently while he rolled us a fat doober. Once it was ready, I sat in his lap again. We smoked it in comfortable silence, both of us staring into the fire. I was warm, content, and with the man I loved. Life couldn't get any better.