The Boy Next Door (77 page)

Fighting was never the answer, but the brutality and the manliness in which he handled himself was to be admired. He was strong and confident and didn’t like people taking advantage of him or making him feel less than a man.

The horse was magnificent and it moved with a certain grace that made me feel like I was in the presence of an animal that really did deserve my respect. It had a warrior spirit and I felt like we were doing it a disservice by sitting astride it. It was meant to run free and wild and not have to be domesticated for the purpose of those that needed it to help with the daily chores. I felt a little bad, but I wasn’t going to voice my concern over the safety of the animal.

The landscape was stunning and the fact that I was living out in the American west was almost enough to make me pinch myself to see if I was dreaming. There were only a few properties in between his and the town. We came to this long hill and then we came to the top and I saw a sprawling land with a huge house that looked like it had stood up to the test of time and weather.

“All of this is mine. I believe that you will be very comfortable here. We will have to talk about something, but that can wait until you get settled in.”

It was a little daunting for him to say something like that and then let it linger there for me to wonder with trepidation. “I may have not been entirely on the level, Nicole. There is something that is weighing heavily on my shoulders.” He was alluding to something, but I could not make head or tails out of what he was trying to get at. I wanted some clarification, but he looked like he was going to do it on his own terms and time.

He jumped down from the horse, landing heavily on his two hundred pound frame. He was muscular and there was no reason to believe that he had a beer gut. There was nothing that could be further from the truth. He was a specimen and underneath those clothes, I was sure that he was going to look like something that I could truly sink my teeth into. I couldn’t say that I wasn’t attracted and the very fact that my libido had just knocked on my door was a good indication that I wanted more than just a platonic relationship. Ripping off his clothes and having my way with him was presently on my mind and from the way that he was looking at me, I had this funny suspicion that he was thinking along the same lines.

“I’m glad that you are willing to tell me up front, but maybe you should have thought about that before you got me all the way out here. I’m willing to listen, but I think that you’ll find that I can be pretty opinionated on certain issues. I don’t mind cooking and cleaning and even taking care of the animals. This is what I did for my father and I wouldn’t expect anything less from any man that I got involved with.”

He looked at me with confusion and he kept shaking his head in disbelief, as he carried my luggage into the house.

The screen door slammed shut and I could tell that it was in disrepair and could probably use some attention. The whole house had this manly feel that needed to be softened with a little female persuasion.

He carried the luggage upstairs and I was in the perfect position to see his ass and the way that those jeans hugged his body like a second skin. I wanted to squeeze those cheeks, make him jump out of his skin and then have him turn to me with his arms outstretched to carry me into the bedroom. I thought that that was being a little presumptuous and maybe a bit too aggressive for a woman to take the initiative.

“You’ll be staying in this room, until we can come to some arrangement. I don’t want you to feel that there’s any pressure. I think that you’ll see after what I have to say that something has to be done in a hurry.”

Once again, he was saying something and nothing at the same time. I went to the window and I gave it a hard tug and I felt like a damn fool for even trying. I looked back to see that he was smiling like this was the biggest joke of his life. “It sticks,” he said to me.

I grit my teeth and put my backbone against it, feeling it give and then sprawling backward as the window came loose. I fell into his arms and his fingers were now lingering over my breasts. I would’ve thought that he would have stopped all of that, but he apparently liked what he felt and didn’t mind keeping contact.

“I’m very impressed.” I wasn’t sure if he was impressed by my body, or the fact that I was able to open the window. “Damn…you definitely got me at a loss of words. I can’t even think straight and I have this desire to kiss you.”

I stood on my feet with him hovering over me by a couple of inches. I looked up into his eyes and felt his hand on my chin, before he leaned in and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips.” That was better than I thought it was going to be.”

He turned on his heels and went back downstairs and I had a feeling that he wanted me to follow him.

Chapter three

“I want you to know that I’ve done some soul searching. I know that we’ve only met a few hours ago, but I feel that I can be honest with you. I have this need to be a father and I want you to be the mother of my child. I’ve always felt like I have a lot to offer to a son, but I would even be happy with a daughter. I don’t know how you feel about that and the very idea of getting intimate so soon must be a little disconcerting.”

I didn’t want to tell him that I’d already been fantasizing about him in various positions. I didn’t want him to know that I was hot for his touch and that I would’ve done anything to see what lurked underneath. The very image of his cock pressing up against his pants had now woken me to the possibility of something more profound than just doing his dishes.

“I certainly wasn’t expecting any of that, but I don’t see any reason why we can’t talk about it.” I could hear the catch in my voice and the fact that I was nervous had probably confirmed to him that I had designs on getting him naked. “I’m not going to deny that there is chemistry between us, Evan. I think that you would make an amazing father and I know that I would make a great mother. I don’t want to brag, but we have a pretty good gene pool and my cheekbones and your eyes would make the perfect addition to our little family.” I think that I was convincing myself that spreading my legs was a good thing. I wanted a little bit more romance and fanfare, but I wasn’t sure that it was necessary.

“I don’t even know where to begin. It’s not every day that I find myself in the company of a beautiful stranger like you. I don’t even consider you a stranger anymore. I think I know you better than my own family and believe me that is not a subject that you want to go poking at.” I knew that there was something there, but I couldn’t put my finger on it and the fact that he was avoiding that subject made me a little hesitant. “This is all new to me and I feel like I don’t even know what to do with my own hands.” Taking a deep breath, I got up from the white chair and I found myself straddling him. My dress had rose up to where he could probably feel my undergarment rubbing up against his quite rampant state.

“They say that a woman’s work is never done and I suppose in this regard it’s true. If we’re going to do anything about this attraction and make a baby, then somebody is going to have to take the initiative. I would’ve thought that you would be ready to do that, but maybe you need somebody to take the bull by the horns.” As I was talking, I was undoing his shirt and opening it up for my inspection. The coarse hair on his chest made me wound my fingers around it and pull it with him grunting his reply.

With his mouth open, I gave him my tongue and we made out like long lost loves that had been separated for a long time. He was not a sloppy kisser and I felt like he knew how to play my body for his own pleasure and amusement. His hands were around my waist, his thumbs pressed nicely against my spine and making me purr like a kitten.

“That was damn nice and I’m not even sure if that is the right kind of adjective to describe how I’m feeling, Nicole. You’re more than I could ever expect, but I don’t think that I’m going to be doing anything in the kitchen. I would think that you would want something that is more comfortable. I have a big bed upstairs that is calling our names.”

At that moment, I was comfortable where I was and I rained kisses on his neck and down his chest. I slithered to the floor in a subservient role with my face pressed up against his crotch and the heat of his member now trying to escape.

I extracted him from those pants, seeing the pillar of strength and knowing that he was all man. My eyes were wide and I wondered if I was going to be able to handle something with that girth. This was not my first time with a man, but he was bigger than those that I’ve had in the past. I’ve never been concerned about size, but something about him made me salivate at the chance to feel it inside of any hole that I had to offer.

He was definitely letting it all hang out and the noise that he made when I touched him with the tip of my tongue was enough to make me go after more. His balls were already rising tightly against his body. That was a sure sign that I was on the right track. He really did make me feel like a woman and it was my prerogative to decide on my own fate and not let others dictate the terms.

I was feeling the attraction and I wanted to be free, but Father had put me into an untenable situation. I was making the most of it, but it was a good thing that I found him desirable. That would make a lot of difference in the long run. The best thing about being a woman was that I could tell him what to do and he would be more than happy to comply. Most women didn’t know the kind of power that they held in their hand. They usually allowed men to push them around. I was not like that and I guess I was beyond my time.

“I thought… I thought… I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking.” He was all over the place. I knew that he was trying to tell me something, but for now his body was mine to play with, as I saw fit. I licked him up and down and the response I got was drizzling of hot sauce that easily found the lapping of my tongue. I enjoyed the feel of his cock and the heat that it exuded, not to mention the sticky substance that made it all that more worthwhile.

“I don’t know what it is about you, Evan. I can’t get enough. Every time that I think that I’ve got my fill, I seem to become almost addicted to your taste.”  I proved that by surrounding his knob in the heat of my mouth, consuming him and letting him linger on my tongue, before tapping on the back of my mouth. I let him into my throat and he felt the sensation of that tightness squeezing down on him. There was nothing that he could do. He tried to put his hands on my head, but I shook my head to indicate that he should keep them to himself.

“Whatever you want is what you’ll get.” That was music to my ears. Keeping a man in his place was not an easy thing to do. Sex was the ultimate weapon and women could use it at their discretion. I had watched a certain neighbor and I learned from the way that she treated her husband that a man needs a firm hand to keep him from meandering.

I slapped his thighs to punish him for trying to hold my head steady. I was not some dumping station for his seed, unless of course I decided that was going to be the case. He jumped out of his skin when I made contact with my bare hands to his bare thighs. His pants were now around his ankles. I don’t think that he even realized that I had done that until he looked down to see that he was naked from the waist down.

Any time that he got close to doing that again, I would dig my fingernails into his thigh to prove to him that I was the one that was in charge. Having a cock in my mouth gave me power over his body and if he thought otherwise, then he was fooling himself. I’d always wanted to use my considerable feminine charms, but I’d yet to find a man that was worthy. Evan may have been the man that I was looking for, but I still felt like he was holding something back.

I watched for his reaction, as I bobbed up and down in his lap. I made sure to put in a lot of effort. When I felt that knob swelling and the vein throbbing, I knew that it was just right there on the edge. I could take him all the way over, but I needed something in return. Asking him anything at this point would make him powerless to resist.

I held him at the base, his purple knob now threatening to release, but nothing was happening. I squeezed tightly and I let him simmer on a slow boil. “I want to know what you were going to say before. There’s a reason why you wanted to get together with me and I think it’s time that you let the cat out of the bag.” I had him where I wanted him and if he wanted any kind of relief, then he was going to have to open up his mouth.

He was gritting his teeth and I could tell that he was trying his best to keep himself from confessing his sin. “I was going to tell you anyway, but I guess I have no choice. I have you here for the purpose of getting you pregnant. My mother in her infinite wisdom has decided that I will not inherit a single dime, unless I have her grandchild. I have less than a month to find someone and I’m not the only one that is vying for the fortune. My brother Brandt is also in the running. He’s a lot more personable, but he tends to ruin things with his big mouth. He’s sexist and he uses women. He thinks that they’re going to come crawling to him for second go around, but he’s wrong.”

I had gotten what I wanted, but now I was going to have to give him what he wanted. I had no problem doing that and the taste was something that I could definitely sink my teeth into. I did that and made him squirm, thinking that I was going to do something distasteful. The grazing of my teeth made him jerk like a fish on a line in the water.

“God damn it…I’ve already told you everything that I was keeping from you. You don’t have to torture me anymore.”