Nowhere Ranch by Heidi Cullinan Page B

I humped harder.
    “Please, Mr. Loving. Oh please, Mr. Loving, please put that big cock in me.”
    He bit my lip, but I had won, because he was hot for it now too. He pulled his fingers out, and then he crossed the room to root around in a drawer. And there it was, that big fat monster. And it was gonna go inside me. I squirmed in anticipation.
    When he brought it to the bed, though, he didn't grease it. He put it up to my mouth, and I opened up like a baby bird and took it in. It was so big that it strained my lips a little, but I let them stretch and took it in until it hit the back of my throat. I looked up at him and hummed on it while he carefully fucked my mouth with it. He was really fucking horny, I could tell. He had wanted this like I had wanted it, ever since that first time.
    Eventually he pulled it out of my mouth, and I watched him slick it up, and then I pulled my legs wide as he aimed it at me. But when he started to push, I jolted.
    “Easy.” He kept his eyes on my asshole and kept pushing. I bore down and panted, trying to open for it. He kissed the inside of my thigh. “You are so fucking gorgeous. You can do it, Roe.”
    It was burning like nothing else, but I kept taking it, and once he got a few inches in me, he left it in there for a minute until my sphincter relaxed. I breathed hard and whimpered, but when he started to push again, my cries turned to moans.
    “That's the way. Take it in, Roe. Take this big cock inside you. Pretend it's my hand. Pretend that's my fist inside you.”
    I arched my back and started to go guttural. I could see it. In my head I could see it, and I could feel it: his knuckles scraping inside me, his wrist turning just a little. He pushed it deeper. And deeper. I was so fucking full. I started babbling like I was drunk. My tongue felt thick, my breathing labored. I tried to say his name, but it kept getting stuck in my throat.
    “Travis,” he whispered, licking my ear. “Travis. Say it. Travis. Travis. Say Travis.”
    “Travis,” I slurred, then moaned. “Ohhhh, Travisssss, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!”
    He bit my earlobe. “It's all in you. It's all the way inside you. The base is up against your taint.” He tapped on the base, and I about went through the ceiling. “This is what it will be like with my arm inside you. Arm, Roe.”
    Tears were leaking from the sides of my eyes. I wasn't crying. I was straining that hard. But it felt so good. So good, so good, so good.
    He fucked me with it really slow, and he fucked my mouth with his tongue at the same time, swallowing my grunts and whimpers. I gave over completely to him, giving him everything in me, letting him in everywhere he wanted to go. I'd been trying so hard to escape everything Kayla had stirred up—I'd tried to push it down, tried to pull it out, but it just kept coming back. I felt like I could get rid of it all now, could give it to Loving.
    Travis. I could give it to Travis.
    The bad stuff would come back, I knew. But for a little while I could get rid of it. I gave it all to Travis, kinky Travis Loving who didn't know shit about sheep or soil. Who talked too much sometimes, but that was okay. I gave it all to him as he pushed his sex toy in and out of me and suckled on my bottom lip. I sank back inside myself, getting away from everything, until my mind was quiet and I was okay.
    And then I shot out, flying, flying free into the dark. I didn't land so much as I drifted back down to where I'd started. When I was able to open my eyes, he was looking down at me with a funny look on his face, but when he met my eyes, he smiled.
    He kissed my forehead. Then he stood up and walked away from the bed. I couldn't move. Well, I could wiggle my pinky, and my lungs were working. But that was it.
    I hadn't even noticed that he'd pulled the dildo out until he lifted my spaghetti legs and started wiping at my backside with a washcloth. That was about the same time I noticed that I was actually pretty sore down