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The desert was hot, sunlight beating down on your exposed skin.
The anger that was bubbling inside you was hotter though and you felt as if you were being burned alive. The only way to suppress the rage from within was with outward action. Which you planned to do.
Women weren’t taken seriously in these parts, mostly seen as wives or prostitutes, but you couldn’t live with that life, opting for independence and freedom, even a little rage.
Some might call you a bandit, others a robber, but you liked to think of yourself as a swindler. You seduced men and robbed them blind. However, your last one had miraculously lived to tell the tale and you were on your way to clean up the mess he was spreading all over the West.
You knew exactly where he was gonna be, but it was always crowded and you couldn’t make a scene. So you walked up the dusty, dirt path to the bar and sat against a tree in the clearing to lie in wait. Just like you expected, once the sun set and the men had finished their fun with the ladies inside, they made their way back home to their poor wives.
Not your guy though, he wouldn’t be going anywhere ever again. He must have been full as a tick because he booked his way to a patch of dead grass and began to pee. Soon as he seemed unaware, you pulled out your pistol and lined the shot to his head. You pulled the trigger and he dropped. Someone screamed near by and you knew that it was time to leave this town.
You didn’t get any joy from taking these poor men’s lives, but everyone had to make a living out here in the Wild West and you figured that what had to be done, had to be done. Plus, you didn’t always kill the men you robbed. When they were too drunk or you could hide your face with a mask you let them be, just broke at the end of it.
It was a long time walking since you’d sworn off horses. They jostled you around too much and you would never admit it to anyone but when you were a youngin, one had kicked you hard enough to make you steer entirely clear of them. You must have been walking for days before you came across another town, but it was a nice one and would be well worth the soreness in your feet.
Not only that, but there was actually greenery here and seemed to be a ranch town instead of the dry ole desert you hated so much. “Yee mother fuckin’ haw,” you whispered to yourself and let out a massive sigh in relief.
This was a new start and although you would probably end up having to leave this community too at some point, you wanted to start off with a good impression on the local folk.
Your first stop was a saloon, but instead of alcohol you were in desperate need of water, though whiskey sounded admittedly better. You trudged up to the swinging doors, pushing them in and walking into the dimly lit establishment. The place was full, but not packed. You walked to the bar, “howdy there,” you wiggled your fingers at the barkeep, an older-looking gentleman.
He dipped his hat at you, “I’ve never seen you before, must be new here, are you lost?” He seems genuinely curious, not like he’s trying to start anything, so you settle onto the stool in front of him.
“Not lost, just travelin’ and lookin’ for new opportunities.” You smile at him, then remember what you came here for, “could I get a glass of water please,” you throw some coins on the bar top and wait patiently.
You look over your shoulder around the bar, mostly filled with men of all different ages. You see a few women, but they’re dressed nicely so you figure they’re wives and mothers, not ladies of the night. It's a shame, you could really use some stress relief, it’s been years since you’ve let yourself have fun like that. No matter though, you had other more prominent concerns, like a warm place to sleep and a bath.
The bartender pushes your glass of water toward you and you thank him, then gulp the cool liquid down before setting the glass back on the bar top. You tap your fingers on the bar, contemplating, “ ‘scuse me,” you call for the man’s attention, “do you know of anywhere I could stay for a few nights?” The bartender places his towel over his shoulder and strokes his beard.
“Suppose you might find a place to lay your head at Sevikas or Dans. Sevika owns a farm and Dan's family has a ranch, they may let you sleep in their barns.” You were nowhere near interested in this Dan person, but Sevika? Kinda sounded like a woman’s name.
“Sevika? That a broad?” A cowgirl might be exactly what you needed. He nods his head and you stand from the stool. The bartender follows you out the door and points you in the direction of her farm.
It’s quite the walk, but nothing you hadn’t done before. On the bright side, this seemed promising and more than entertaining enough to keep you on your toes without getting straight into mischief with the men of this town.
Once the sun began setting, you came upon a simple home, meaning you were at Sevikas place. There was also a red barn and a lot of crops that spanned her acreage. You were so lost admiring her land that you didn’t even notice a horse pull up on you until she called out, “the hell do you think you’re doing?” Her voice is rough, almost at a growl and you feel the corner of your mouth turn up.
You take your hat off and put your hands up in surrender when you see her reaching for her pistol. She stops her horse right in front of you, peering down at you and narrowing her eyes. You keep your hands in the air, “was lookin’ for a place to stay. Bartender said you might be so kind as to let me sleep in your barn,” you give her your best smile, “plus I’ll do any work around here for free and help you out some.”
She seems to be considering, so you give her some time, but you put your hat back on and lower your hands. Normally, a smile like that would have the guys like putty in your hands, but it had been a long time since you’d used your charm on a woman. It wasn’t especially effective when you had no idea if she was sapphic or not.
She slides off her horse and holds the reins with a metallic-looking arm, not often you see advanced technology like that and you linger on it for far too long. With her other arm, she extends her hand to you, “Sevika,” you shake her hand, feeling the calluses there.
You briefly consider being appropriate and giving her your name since she does seem apt to help you out, but you take a longer look at her. She’s taller than most guys you see and she's so broad, wide shoulders and muscles threaten to tear her shirt. If she wasn’t a sapphic, you’d be surprised, but then again being sapphic was highly unheard of, and even those that were hid it in to protect themselves. “You could call me whatever, darlin’ works just fine,” you throw her another smile and put one hand on your hip. She smiles at you and shakes her head.
“Just so ya know, I wouldn’t have paid you anyway, you’d work for free even if you didn’t want to.” Sevika pulls her horse and begins walking up the path to her house, leaving you to smirk behind her at that comment.
“Wait here, gotta put Marvin away,” she leads the horse over to the barn and you watch her backside as she walks. You tilt your head, leering like a wolf. Who could blame you though? Those thighs had been built from years of hard work and manual labor, same with her ass and it seemed like a crime to look away before she was out of view.
She gave you a quick tour of her home, simple and not overly decorated, just what you expected. Though it was quite big and she was the only one there, it seemed kind of lonely. “So, where should I sleep?” You took your hat off and placed it on the table, hoping for a bath soon as well.
Sevika led you upstairs to a random door, “my room is here,” she used her thumb to point at the room across the hall, “you can take this one.” She opened the door for you and you looked at the small bed with a plain comforter. This was more than friendly and you felt slightly taken aback by her hospitality.
“So I don’t have to sleep in the barn then?” You turn around and grin at her, she just chuckles before turning on her heels and walking over to her room.
Before she closes her door she leans back out, “we’re up at five. I don’t reckon that’ll be a hassle for you?” She grins and you groan at the fact you’ll have to be up so early. No matter though, she was being kind, so that was the least you could do.
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A solid knock on your door wakes you up. You crack open an eye to see not even an ounce of sunlight spilling in from the window. “Thought I told you to be up and ready by five,” Sevika flicks on the light and you see her fully dressed in a button-up and some snug jeans with her signature hat on.
You smack a hand over your face and attempt to wake yourself up. Once you sit up, she tosses something soft at you. You look down to find a black tank top and a pair of black jeans, “your rear is obviously bigger than mine, but they oughta fit,” she walks out of the room and closes the door behind her.
You smile because she had paid attention to your ass at some point yesterday to know that. Today might go better than you thought, making you smile to yourself. You make quick work of getting dressed and head down the stairs to find Sevika leaning against the doorway, she tosses you an apple and turns to continue her descent outside. You toss on your hat and boots and follow her quickly, taking a bite of the crisp apple and humming to yourself.
Sevika tasks you with feeding the animals. Although the bartender had told you she had a farm, she seemed to have a mix of a ranch as well. There was a wide variety of animals on her land, probably to be as self-sufficient as possible, which was mighty independent of her. The hay bales you transport are heavy, reminding you that you’re not used to this kind of work, hence why her muscles bulge and yours fit in your shirts just fine.
Once the sun begins to come up, you sit against a bale of hay and watch the chickens peck the ground to get their seed. It was kind of nice to do some manual labor, though you weren’t keen on letting Sevika know that. “You givin’ up already darlin’?” Sevikas gruff voice snaps you out of your head right away and you stand immediately. You had been waiting for her to come back for some time now.
“ ‘Course not, just waitin’ on you to get back. Tell me, what do you do all day to keep yourself entertained? It seems kinda lonely out here.” Sevika nods her head, letting you know to follow her. She’s silent for a bit while you walk so you just take in the scenery of her land. Everything is so well-kept, she’s been at this for a long time and the commitment to her independent lifestyle turns you on.
“I spend time with my animals and I walk the land, looking for areas to improve on or new projects to start.” She continues forward without a spare glance at you. You pick up your pace to match her long strides.
“You don’t ever get lonely?” You nudge her shoulder with yours which gets you a quick glance and a crooked smile, revealing a gap between her front teeth. Oh, that’s adorable.
Sevika raises her eyebrow at you, “you seem mighty interested in my emotional status. I’ve been alone for years. This is my life. I’ve made my peace with it.” That last part sounded a bit solemn, making you frown. Sevika stops walking and points toward a hill, so you follow her down it to find a shallow creek.
Sevika takes her boots off, sitting and resting her feet in the cold water, leaning back on her hands. You follow suit and tilt your hat back some in order to see her better, “is that the life you want,” Sevika scrunches her nose slightly, “you’ve made your peace with it, but is it what you want?” You’re not certain you should push it, but you’re curious about her. For the first time in a long time, you’ve slowed down enough to make a real connection, you weren’t gonna give up so easily.
Sevika looks up toward the pretty blue sky, “no, it’s not.”
“What’re you missin’?” Sevika turns her head to face you as you ask her that question. There's a wistful look in her eyes, telling you she’s thought about this a time or two.
“I want a family,” she looks at your chest for a split second, then your belly, before returning her gaze to your eyes. You didn’t miss it though and you let her know that by the sly smirk you give her.
That’s a bit surprising, she didn’t seem like the type to want children, but like you had thought before people tend to surprise you. Plus when you lived on a farm, children were of help once they turned a certain age. You’d thought about settling down with a family before, but it seemed impossible and you were picky with your women. Not only that, but it wasn’t a good look- two women spending too much close time together.
You drop from your hands to lie completely on your back, “I didn’t peg you to be the family type. Why not pursue it? I was down at the saloon, there were some purdie cowboys.” Sevika breaks out into a full belly laugh, doubling over and smacking her hand into the grass.
In between chuckles, she tells you, “I’m a lady lover darlin’.”
Mercy, what a treat.
You set your hat on the grass, tilting your head sideways to watch her. “You mean to tell me women aren’t all over you, cowboy?” Sevika perks at the nickname, smirking at you. Though, you already know the answer. It’s just not a common thing and doesn’t happen in small communities like this.
“I’ve tried my luck, but I know everyone in this town by name and no matter how many women I flirt with, it won’t change them.” You shrug at her, it’s the unfortunate truth, something you have experienced time and time again.
“You’re tellin’ me. It’s been far too many years since I’ve been bed up with a lady,” you wink at Sevika and pluck a piece of grass, twiddling it between your fingers. You felt a bit anxious, your bedroom preferences weren’t something you shared with others.
The energy in the air seemed to change, feeling charged like the sky before a thunderstorm. Sevika narrowed her eyes at you like she was attempting to see if you were fibbing or not. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out. You smiled at the fact you had rendered her speechless. The two of you were relatively in the same boat, interested in women with no way to satiate those desires. But now?
“I don’t believe that for a minute.” Sevika trains her eyes on you, waiting with bated breath for you to confirm the best news she’s heard in almost a decade.
You bat your eyelashes at her, rolling on your side and pushing your tits together to accentuate your cleavage, “I could prove it, if you really don’t believe me,” you bite your lip and watch Sevika take a big gulp, licking her lips.
“I could take you for a ride if you mean it,” Sevika pulls her feet from the water.
“I don’t care much for horses.”
Sevika chuckles and pushes her hat back to reveal those pretty eyes, “wasn’t talkin’ ‘bout horseback ridin’ darlin’.”
It takes you less than a second to push up from the ground and tackle Sevika flat on her back, straddling those thick hips and leaning down to nudge her hat out of the way. Sevika closes her eyes, so you fill the distance and press your lips against hers. The kiss starts slow as the both of you relearn unused skills. She finds your hips with her hands and presses you further against her rock-solid abdomen, making you huff out a breath and deepen the kiss. You force your tongue into her mouth and lick behind her teeth, desperate to taste everything you could. Sevika pushes back with her tongue and you concede, allowing her to gain access to your mouth. When you pull back for a breath you peer down at Sevika with heavy lids to find her eyes darkened and her chest rising and falling rapidly. “I haven’t bathed in days,” you admit to her, suddenly aware that you were in no shape to do this.
Sevika lets her head fall back onto the grass with a dreamy smile on her face, she chuckles, “wash up in the creek and meet me back at the house.” You dismount her, pulling at your clothes like a wild woman.
Before any of your unmentionables come off you turn back around to find her watching you undress, “I don’t think so, you’ll see all this soon enough,” you raise an eyebrow to challenge her. Sevika relents and stands. There's a pep in her step as she makes a beeline for the house.
You jump into the creek once you’re sure she’s gone and scrub every nook and cranny you can reach. With no soap, you can’t get clean enough for your liking, but it’s all you have and your patience is at an all-time low. You squeeze your long hair out, quickly throwing it into a wet braid to get it out of the way. You don’t bother with your bra or panties, just throwing the tank top and jeans back on and quickly grabbing everything else.
Excitement like this hasn’t lit you up in what feels like forever. Part of your bad attitude could be blamed on your lack of sex and just by looking at Sevika you could tell she was a thorough lover. You might even wake up feeling like a whole new person.
The door to her home is left wide open, making you giggle as you step over the threshold. Sevika isn’t downstairs, so you close and lock the door behind you, bringing everything but your boots upstairs with you. You follow the sound of some slight shuffling and the faint scent of a cigarette to Sevikas room. You drop your items on the ground, but place your hat on the edge of the bed. The two of you make brief eye contact before you stride over quickly and hop into her arms, she catches you with complete ease. You take the cigarette out of her mouth and hold it with one hand, with the other you cup her cheek and tilt your head to line your lips up with hers. Sevika kneads your ass with both hands, making you moan into her mouth and grind forward in her arms.
You lean back enough to take a puff of her cigarette, blowing the smoke in her face and then bring your lips to her ear, “you know, you’re built like a stallion, lets see if you can keep up with me,” Sevika drops you and you place the cigarette back into her mouth.
You reach down and unbuckle her belt, making direct eye contact as you do so, yanking the belt and tossing it elsewhere. You unzip her jeans and struggle to get them off her massive legs, she bounces a bit to help you out, “not used to this treatment darlin’ usually I’d be helping you out of your cottons, not the other way around,” Sevika states as you drop to the floor and help her get her jeans fully off.
You laugh, shaking your head, “I’d be bloody crazy not to get you indecent. I’ve been leering at you like a wolf who hasn’t eaten in days if you haven’t noticed.” You step back enough to rid yourself of your own jeans and don’t miss the way Sevika widens her eyes at your bare state.
She uses both hands to unbutton her shirt, then discards her bra and shirt on the floor in a pile next to your jeans. It’s her turn to help you out now and she grips the bottom of your tank, pulling it up and over your head in seconds.
You surge forward, pressing your chest against her very full breasts, and capturing her lips in a heated kiss after she removes the cigarette. You must be getting too impatient because Sevika pulls back, “slow down darlin’ we still have plenty of time together,” she takes another quick puff and smiles at you.
You close your eyes and take a deep breath, calming yourself and hearing her words. You had all night, there was no reason to rush, and things would be much more passionate if you didn’t. With one hand Sevika rummages through her nightstand, you take a seat on the edge of the bed and watch her. She pulls out some familiar items, a harness and a decently sized shaft, turning toward you, “you sure you want this? If you climb the saddle, you better be ready for the ride,” she lowers her voice to a raspy growl, making you push your thighs together and inhale deeply.
“I don’t believe I’ve ever wanted anything more,” you must have said the golden words because she drops to her knees once the harness is secured and her cigarette is put out. She pulls you damn near off the bed in order to secure her mouth to your cunt. “Oh mercy,” you whimper out at the feeling of her warm tongue on your most sensitive parts.
You just knew she was going to be a good lover from the second she mentioned she was into women. She takes her time tasting you, groaning into your cunt, and squeezing your thighs as well. You throw your head back, letting your sounds come as they please, to spur her on. Though, admittedly, she didn’t seem like she needed any encouragement from the way she only buried herself further between your legs each time you whined her name. You let your eyes close and trusted Sevika to maintain the weight of your lower half on her shoulders, which she did with no problems. You felt her bring up two calloused fingers to your entrance, waiting for confirmation, “please, I can take it,” you moan and grasp the comforter at the stretch of her big fingers.
“I wanna give it,” she mutters into your cunt, making you moan again and buck your hips more into her face. She doesn’t mind in the slightest, seemingly having the absolute time of her life between your thighs.
You’ve denied yourself pleasure like this for so long that it doesn’t take much to bring you to the brink, dangling off the edge, the same way your legs dangle over her strong shoulders. Your moans become more breathy and Sevikas fingers are almost frantic, devoted to giving you the kind of pleasure she thinks you deserve. You reach down with one hand, cradling the back of her head over her hat and keeping her in place. She’s thoughtful, allowing you to keep her in place and sending you into the most powerful orgasm of your life, clinging desperately to her fingers and the back of her head. You whimper, rocking your hips in an attempt to make this last as long as possible.
It has to end at some point though, but Sevika never moves or stops until you release her. You pant and then whine at the loss of her fingers as she stands up and sucks them clean. “I’ve been waitin’ on you for years darlin’, sweet as molasses and ten times as tempting,” she helps you adjust yourself further on the bed and climbs in with you.
You giggle at her sweet words and grab the back of her neck, forcing her into another kiss where you can taste yourself in her mouth. You release her after you’ve had your fill, “alright then, on your back cowboy, I’m gonna give you the ride of yer life.”
Sevika quickly positions herself near the head of the bed, propping herself up with a pillow and putting her legs together to give you room. You lean forward, grab her hat and place it on your head, then pivot on your knees so you're facing her feet. You straddle her hips but don’t immediately take her in. “Do ya mind if I light another one darlin’?” You laugh and admire her over your shoulder, but shake your head anyway.
She grabs a cigarette and lights it quickly, taking a puff and then leaving it in her mouth to keep her hands free. She runs both hands, metal and flesh down your sides and over your hips. Her fingertips burn, leaving a fire in their wake and setting your skin alight. You feel a heat that can only be described as an inferno and each touch from her feeds your flame. You can’t wait any longer and you guide her into you, sinking down on her cock and letting out a filthy moan to accompany the desire you feel. You start slow, it’s been a long time and this woman is doing things to you that you didn’t know were possible. She was making you think things that you had no business thinking, like how a family and a simple life could be the missing piece you’ve been chasing all these years.
“Think I might be the luckiest woman in the whole west,” Sevika follows your hips each time you rise up and then sink back down to take her all the way in. You get lost in the slow movement and the way you can feel the drag of her cock on every ridge and swollen spot inside you. It’s delicious and you’ve been so hungry for so long. You moan and whine when she reaches around to knead your breasts, the heat is so overwhelming and it seems like it radiates from her like she’s an extension of the sun. Her hands relent and you can feel her playing with your braid, “giddy up,” she says as she takes your long braid in her hand and yanks it down to hit your back.
It startles you for a second, but you huff out a laugh and feel a chuckle vibrate through her, then pick up your pace. You put both arms in front of you and lean a bit forward, rocking back and forth with more urgency, chasing a high you’d never thought possible. Squelching filled the room from your wet cunt and Sevika loved every second of it. She had been after a moment like this since the day she declared herself a lady lover. “C’mon baby, don’t hold back on me,” she snaked her human hand around your abdomen, bringing two fingertips to rub over your swollen clit, “let me give you what yer so deservin’ of.” Her southern drawl made you melt and her fingers on your clit made you bounce like you were on a wild bull.
Her callused fingers were insistent, making you clench around every inch of her cock and shudder at the pure pleasure coursing through you, “fuckfuckfuck,” you got lost in a quiet chant, damn near losing your mind.
You gripped the blanket tighter in your fists, gritting your teeth and whining constantly. Sevika muttered praise behind you, never once faltering with her fingers or caught without something sweet to fill your ears with. “You make such purdie sounds, I hope you’ll consider stickin’ ‘round,” the way her words were so gentle and sincere made you lose it. You came in an instant with a pathetic whimper, feeling appreciated and taken care of in every way your body had been craving.
Sevika moves her fingers but refuses to take her hands off you. She rubs over your back and down your sides. It’s so comforting, you could easily get lost in the gentle way she explores you. You climb off of her, laying on your back and letting her hat cover your face as you breathe in her sweat and musk.
Sevika grabs her hat from your face, smiling over you and placing a quick peck to your forehead. You look at her cock, your white slick covering most of the length and feel hot again with the need to give back. “You’ll let me please you, won’t you?” You turn your head and watch her put her cigarette in the ashtray on her nightstand.
Sevika turns back to face you with furrowed brows, “I’ll be alright,” she remains neutral, but it’ll take more than that to convince you.
You turn over and rest against her side, tracing your fingertips around her dark nipple, marveling in the way they harden almost immediately. Though she's almost all muscle, her breasts are so soft and supple. You peer up at her and bite your lip, then grab a handful of her supple breast and squeeze while maintaining eye contact, “you’re a minx,” she breathes out with a slight strain to her voice.
You giggle and lean down to suck a dark nipple into your mouth. You graze the bud with your teeth and watch her rock her hips absentmindedly. You squeeze and knead her breasts for as long as she lets you, finding yourself quickly addicted to the contradiction she is. She's so hard, yet so very soft and in more ways than just physical. Eventually, she gets impatient, so you allow your hands to make a descent and begin undoing the clasps that keep her harness on. She watches you and helps guide the harness off her hips, you toss it to the end of the bed and climb into her lap. You bend forward, kissing her lightly. When she tries to deepen the kiss, you lean back just out of reach then take her bottom lip between your teeth and pull. She groans and grabs a handful of your ass, “you gonna keep on teasin’ me darlin’?”
“I am. Let me play with you, I’ve been so bored,” you fake pout while trailing your index finger down her body and then use your thumb to press over her clothed clit. She pushes her hips forward, seeking more than you’re giving her.
You snap the waistband of her boxers, then shove your hands down the sides in an attempt to push them down her legs. She doesn’t lift up to allow you though, “you do that and I won’t be too keen on letting you leave my farm,” Sevika doesn’t seem to be playing around anymore, her words are direct and blunt.
“Maybe you’re the missin’ piece I’ve been chasing from town to town all these years that I’ve felt so lost,” Sevikas eyes widen, going round and soft. She lifts her hips this time and reveals her happy trail and full bush, you’d expect nothing less from a cowboy like her.
Sevika spreads her legs without you asking her to, giving you plenty of room to lie down and make yourself comfortable between her well-sculpted thighs. Her eyes are glued to you, so you plan to make a show of your favorite activity.
You place open-mouth kisses on her thighs, feeling the muscles there tense and relax as you make your way closer to the juncture of thigh and hip. You use your thumbs to spread her open, licking your lips at the fact she’s already very wet. You give her a kitten lick, just barely putting pressure on her clit and look up to see her huff out a frustrated sigh. Still, you give her a cute smile and she turns her lip up at you, amused.
“You ever done this before, sweetheart,” she questions you, but you can tell it’s only to get under your skin, not because she really thinks you’re inexperienced.
With your thumbs still keeping her spread, you give her a stronger lick this time, applying most of your pressure against her slick clit and hearing her groan out above you. You pull on her hips, adjusting her down more, and then put your hands under her thighs, bringing them over top each one and helping you keep her open. You lick at a leisurely pace, enjoying yourself. Like a dog herding the cattle, it’s what you’re meant to do.
Sevikas hat falls forward a bit, obscuring her eyes, but not muffling her sounds. She’s a lot more vocal than you figured she’d be, making you rub your thighs together for some relief because she had you hot and bothered like no other. When you take her swollen clit into your mouth and suckle, she bucks upward and grunts, slamming her hand into the mattress. From then on, she’s unable to keep still, grinding her hips, clenching and unclenching her firsts and pushing her chest forward. “Guess you do know what you’re doing with that mo-” she grunts again, knocking her hat off by accident and fully revealing that beautiful face of hers.
She’s got sweat on her forehead, making her hair stick to her face and you moan into her, taking down every feature of hers and ingraining it into the deepest parts of your brain. You bring your tongue down, pushing inside her and that gets her cursing up a storm, saying things you don’t think you’ve ever heard before. You attempt to bring your fingers to her entrance, but she stops you before you get there, “just with your mouth sweetheart, I quite like those fancy skills of yours,” her voice is pinched like she could barely get her sentence out.
Fair enough. You wouldn’t push it, but you did bring your tongue back down to push inside her, really getting every last drop of her that you could. While your mouth is occupied with her entrance, you bring one thumb to rub over her clit. “Fuckin’ hell, I ain’t ever lettin’ you go now,” you nod your head at her words and moan into her.
Maybe freedom and independence didn’t have to be found solely by robbing people and then skipping town. You could have all that and more here with her, she made you realize that a slow life could be just as exciting as your rough and tough days. You felt conflicted, but there was one thing you were sure about. This spectacle of a woman would be finishing real soon.
When her groans came a little more quickly you kept at what you were doing, not changing a damn thing. She reaches back with her metal hand and grabs the headboard, then rasps out your name, cumming in your mouth with a shudder. You weren’t in a rush to be done though, so you move back up and take her clit into your mouth again suckling while peering up at her through your eyelashes. She just gives you a tired smile, “easy girl,” she pushes against your forehead and you let go with a frown, resting your head on her thigh and looking at her.
You allow her to catch her breath while you run your fingers over her happy trail, it had been a long time since you’d felt content like this. It was a strange feeling to not have the urge to bolt, but you figured it might just be a good thing. After her breathing returned to normal you climbed into her lap, resting your head against her chest, allowing her to stroke your braid. Her chest rumbles after a minute, “you gonna stay here with me and let me treat you the way a lady should be treated,” Sevika trails those burning fingertips down your back, making you shiver.
You nod your head against her chest and close your eyes. She continues stroking down your braid, lulling you into the easiest sleep you’ve ever had.