Chapter 17—Ride 'Em Cowgirl
***Yeah, it's exactly what you think ;)
The rest of the week passes quietly, the boys and I have pretty much settled into a routine. If they're home on time I usually have dinner waiting and if not one of them will stop by for leftovers. Daryl stayed with me on Tuesday and Wednesday but he worked a side job on Thursday so it was just Merle and I for dinner. Merle took home a plate for Daryl Thursday night, nothing fancy just stuffed peppers and blueberry cobbler for dessert.
I haven't been anywhere because my truck is in the shop. I'll need to do some grocery shopping this weekend and Daryl promised to give me a ride into town. That's a good thing because I'm almost out of beer and Merle will be expecting some this weekend. I have a pot roast in the crock pot for tonight and I made some biscuits to go with that.
I pull the tray of biscuits out of the oven and put them into a basket, covering them with a clean kitchen towel to keep them warm. I hear a truck door slam and look out my window to see Merle getting out of Joe's truck. Both men are walking over to my place. I brush some of the flour off my t-shirt and cut offs before meeting them at my door. Merle walks inside, Joe following him, "Hey Sammie! Smells good in here, what's for dinner sweet-cheeks?" I motion to the kitchen, "Pot roast and biscuits, there's more than enough for all y'all." Joe nods, "Thanks, I'm starving and it smells good." I walk to the kitchen, "Ya two wanna beer? I have a few left." Merle follows me to the fridge, "Yup, that would be great." I reach into my fridge and pull out a couple of beers, handing them to Merle. He thanks me and adds. "Daryl will be home soon. He had to stop and pay the electric bill before coming home." I nod and join the men in the living room. I make sure to sit in one of the chairs, letting the guys sit on the sofa. Joe looks at me and grins, "So you and Daryl huh? Never would have thought he'd git a girl so dang pretty." I scoff, "Why not? Ain't nothing wrong with Daryl." He shrugs, "He's never been the type to chase down a pretty girl." Merle nudges him, "Knock it off Joe, ya ain't gonna change her mind, she's all up in my brotha's shit trust me." Joe just looks at me, "Still if things don't work out darling ya can always give me a call." I roll my eyes at the man and mumble, "Ain't gonna happen." I fiddle with the bottom of my ponytail as Merle grumbles, "Keep it in your pants Joe." Joe looks at Merle, "Since when have you become so nice to a girl?" Merle glares at him, "Since she belongs to my brotha, some things are off limits, especially when it comes to blood." Joe looks surprised at Merle's stance but doesn't press the matter further.
We make small talk for about twenty minutes and I hear a truck pull into my driveway. It doesn't take long for Daryl to appear in my front doorway and I wave him inside. He walks in and gives a little glare to Joe, who's still staring at me. Daryl grabs a beer out of my fridge and comes into the living room sitting down in the other chair. He motions for me to come over to him and I get up, walking over to where he's sitting. He pulls me into his lap, hugging me tightly to him. I sigh, knowing he is completely marking his territory. I kiss his cheek and softly ask, "How was your day?" He shrugs, "Busy, I busted my ass all day." Joe is intently watching us both and Merle slaps him in the back of the head, "Stop it Joe, ain't gonna tell ya again." Joe mumbles, "Sorry, I just got a thing for redheads." Daryl glares at him, "Yeah so do I."
The amount of testosterone in the room is unbelievable and I just shake my head at the men. I know I should be offended that they are treating me like a possession but I know Daryl is making a point with Joe, so I let it slide. I shake my head and slip off his lap, "I'm gonna put dinner on the table." Daryl loosens his hold on me and I walk back into my kitchen as the three men talk. I pull the macaroni salad out of the fridge and put the pot roast on a platter with the veggies. Once I'm done setting the table they all sit down at the dinner table and we eat. Dinner conversation is relaxed and they all drink a couple more beers while we eat.
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After supper I clean up the kitchen and Merle heads to the bar with Joe, just leaving me with Daryl. Daryl offers to help me with the dishes but I wave him off to go take a shower. He walks to my bathroom and shuts the door. It doesn't take me long to load up the dishwasher and wipe down the counter and stove. I leave my kitchen just as Daryl comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. I look at him standing in my hallway and comment, "I definitely like this look Daryl." He gives me a smirk, "Yeah? Come here and show me how much ya like it." I walk up to him, "I think that maybe you should show me." He arches an eyebrow at me and asks, "Show ya what?" I give him an evil grin "Whatcha got under that towel for starters." I quickly reach out and pull the towel off of him before he realizes what I'm doing. I cast my gaze downward, "Well hello there cowboy." He chuckles and grabs for me pulling me against his still slightly damp body, burying his face into my neck, "I'm so gonna make ya scream my name Sammie." I moan out as he nips at my neck, "I'm planning on making ya scream mine." He groans and picks me up as he walks down to my bedroom.
It doesn't take him long to strip me naked and push me onto the bed, his mouth on my breast as his large fingers ease into my wetness, making me shudder. He licks the valley in between my breasts before capturing my other nipple in his hungry mouth, his long thick fingers toying with me as I squirm beneath him. I beg him, "Please Daryl let me up for a second." He raises his head from my cleavage, "And just what ya think you're up to little girl?" I groan at his raspy tone of voice before replying, "I told ya I was gonna make ya scream my name and I ain't kidding." He gives me a devilish look and flops down on his back besides me, "Well darling show me what ya got." I grasp his hard length in my hand and stroke it gently, making him groan. I hear his breath hitch in his throat as I pump him with my hand getting him as hard as a rock. I climb on him, straddling his chest as I lower my mouth to him. I lick my lips and slowly take him in my mouth causing a few curses to stream out of his mouth, "Fucking Christ Sammie!" I slowly guide my wet mouth down to the bottom of his hard length, making him moan uncontrollably. I start bobbing my head up and down slowly, creating a nice even rhythm. Daryl's hands clutch my thighs tightly as I pleasure him. I slide him almost all the way out of my mouth and circle my tongue around the head a few times before pushing him all the way back down my throat. I moan a little as I do it, making him gasp at the vibrations I create, "Aww fuck girl; that feels so damn good." I feel his one hand leave my hip and delve into my wet folds, my naked ass in front of him too much of a temptation. I moan again as he slides a third finger into my tightness, making him growl, "Two can play at this game girlie." He takes his hand away and grasps my hips, pulling me back so I'm sitting on his face.
My muffled moans still loud as he burrows his face in my center, plunging his tongue deep inside of me. His strong hands are on my hips, holding me firmly in place as he laps at my core. I gently massage his heavy sac as I bob my head up and down his rigid pole. I keep deep throating him as I increase my pace, making him groan. He nips the inside of my thigh as he whines out, "Ya keep that up sweetheart and I'm not gonna last long." I slide him out of my mouth and lift my head up, still stroking him, "Well then I better climb on huh?" He stops sucking on my clit as I scoot down his body. His voice raspy and lust filled as he asks, "What ya got planned darling?" I chuckle as I line myself up with his hard-on, "Just a little reverse cowgirl." I slide myself down his length, taking him all in slowly, resting my hands on his muscular thighs as he moans. He sits up and grasps my hips as I bottom out, resting in his lap for a moment. He nuzzles my neck and whispers, "God I love Texas girls, giddy-up Sammie." I roll my hips a little before raising myself up and lowering myself back down on him. Pretty soon I'm bouncing up and down in his lap, letting the strong hands on my hips guide me.
As I ride him, I tighten my muscles around him and simultaneously massage his balls with one hand, making him moan out my name. He lets go of my hips and wraps his arms around my torso tightly, whispering in my ear, "Fuck girl, I'm getting so close." He reaches down with one hand and fingers my clit, making my hips buck, "I ain't cumming without ya." I whimper as his fingers work their magic, pushing me closer to the edge. I feel the sweat forming on my back and his chest as our pace increases, our rhythm perfect as we get closer to our goal. I feel his cock swell inside of me and I know he's right on the edge. He pinches my clit between my fingers and that's all it takes to make me climax, screaming out his name as I come. My muscles clamp down on him hard as I cum and he hollers out my name as he explodes deep inside my depths.
Daryl collapses back on my bed pulling me down with him, his arms still tightly wrapped around me as we lie on the bed panting. I let out a deep breath, "Holy fucking hell." He chuckles, "Ya can say that again darling." I smile and relax against his strong body, "It just keeps gittin better and better every damn time." He kisses my neck, "Ain't no doubt 'bout that." He rolls onto his side, taking me with him as he gently pulls out of my wetness. I let out a wistful sigh and he grunts, "Can't stay in there forever, though it'd be nice." I softly laugh, "I'd never git my chores done Daryl." He growls into my neck, "Hire a maid." I laugh more, "Now you're just being crazy." I feel the chuckle rising in his chest and he hugs me tighter, "I'm just crazy 'bout you." I can't help but smile, "Me too Daryl, me too."
We lie in bed, tangled up in the sheets just enjoying each other for a couple of more hours. He runs his fingertips up and down my bare arm lightly as he asks, "Ya wanna go to the store tomorrow, git some groceries?" I nod, "Yeah, I can take your truck if ya got somethin' doing." He shrugs, "I was just planning on taking ya to the Piggly Wiggly, I don't mind tagging along. Probably need some stuff at my place anyway." I look up at him, "Sure ya don't want to make sure no one's flirting with me?" He grunts, "That too." I sigh, "Ya know I ain't interested in nobody but you. I saw how ya got with Joe; I can handle him ya know." He kisses my forehead, "Yeah I know but Joe's an ass and he don't always take no for an answer. He needs to git it in his thick head that you ain't available." I nod as he tells me, "I know ya ain't possession Sammie but I can't help it sometimes." I trace my fingers on his chest, feeling his chest hair under my hand as I tell him, "I know, and with you it doesn't bother me, makes me feel like ya care and that I matter." He looks down at me and mumbles, "Ya matter Sammie, trust me." I snuggle into him and he holds me tight, "Git some sleep sugar, it's late." I smile as I close my eyes, knowing full well that I'm completely falling for this redneck.
****Short chapter but I think it was hot enough to make you happy! Please comment and vote, I love hearing from all of you.
Tomorrow is my last day to get everything done! My daughter was supposed to be bringing a friend to Comic Con but her friend can't go, so it will be a Mommy/daughter bonding trip. My girl has decided to Cosplay for Comic con on Sunday as NCIS's Abby Sciuto. Orginally she was supposed to team up with her friend and Cosplay the Boondock Saints, but I think this will be almost as cool. She will make a perfect Abby. I will post pics after con! :)
Love you all Angels!
