Denying, but inviting Distraction

She was comfortable. A safe bet, but adventurous sexual partner. And while the nasty green eyed goblin that lurked in him would have everyone believe there might be more to the lust than met the eye, she knew better. He was a jealous lover, but not in the usual way. She could fuck whoever she wanted, even Colt, if she hadn’t already, and he wouldn’t bat an eyelid. She was free. Like him. To explore whoever and whatever they wanted.

Something in the air was changing though. Ruth didn’t know what, or when it would strike, but the foreboding was something he couldn’t quite shrug off, even as her tight core wrapped around him so perfectly. Fuck.

Hips rolled, roughly thrusting up into her just to hear that delightful little squeak of hers. Ruth grunted, his eye rolling lazily in time with each of his thrusts. Deep, heavy, building in tempo to chase that temporary high. Gods he needed that image out of his mind, their position currently all wrong, but the pleasure still clawed along every nerve as he ground into her. Ruth scoffed a laugh, Normally I’d not care about who you’re fucking, or not fucking, but right now… Hands readjusted, dropping her deliberately, but safely back to the ground. Right now I just want you screaming.

His hands snatched her chin, cupping and forcing a hard kiss, teeth biting. Without leaving her a breath, hands turned her around while he backed her up against the stable doors, reaching to open the top half. Lemme see that ass jiggle.. he’d hum, his cock twitching against her folds while a hand roamed down from her shoulders along her back, pressing her to bend over the door.

So what if the regulars, or Coop caught the show… what did he care about that as he drove back into her. Courgette’s ain’t got shit on this…

@Wilhelmina