Sunflower Ranch was my last resort. If I didn’t find some refuge from the city out in the southern countryside, I was going to go crazy.
The city was great for some things, but it was too noisy, too busy. I needed the fresh air and to get away from my last failed relationship. The city was too small for both Mitchell and I to co-exist.
I was supposed to start college in the fall so it was truly my last summer of freedom. Ranch life on the ten-thousand hectare property was quiet and serene. As long as we fed the cowboys and they got the work done, things moved along without fuss.
It was exactly what I needed.
The only threat to my peaceful summer was Bryce Malone. At six-foot-two he towered over me and was constructed with the muscles of a working man. He was always the last into breakfast and the last one to leave.
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He sent my hormones into a frenzy every time he gave me that dimpled smile or winked with his sparkly right eye.
I had successfully managed to ignore him for three weeks. Despite the flirting, despite the ‘accidental’ pinches to my ass, and despite the whispering of dirty promises in my ear.
“It’s going to be a hot one today,” Mama Sue said as she flung the dishcloth over her shoulder, pulling me from my fantasy. “You should get out of the house. Go for a walk or a swim before the afternoon storms set in.”
I didn’t normally take Mama Sue up on her suggestions but it was stifling hot in the house and the promise of a cool breeze out in the plains sounded appealing.
Taking off my apron, the decision was made. “I won’t be gone long.”
“Child, take all the time you need.”
The kitchen door led onto the wraparound veranda. I walked around until I reached the back and then kept walking. The sun was beating down on the ranch with only the faint wisps of a breeze to cool it down.
Mama Sue was right, there was going to be a storm later. It never got this hot without some rain relief in the afternoon. I only hoped I survived that long.
All the cattle were in the far paddocks, the cowboys rounded them up and moved them along. They all sat high on their horses, their tanned bodies working their muscles.
It was easy to spot Bryce amongst them. His white horse gave him away. Not to mention his broad shoulders, his cocky posture, and confident moves.
I seriously needed to get him out of my head. He made parts of me tingle that were supposed to be dormant. I’d left one bad relationship after another back in the city, I didn’t need another to add to the pile.
When I reached the bank of the river that winded its way through the property, I didn’t hesitate in throwing off my clothes and diving in. There was nobody around to see and the few trees provided enough coverage.
The water was cool against my hot skin, washing over me and revitalizing every part. I stayed there for as long as I could before crawling back onto the bank. I pulled my shorts on but left my top off while I laid there for a while.
Whether it was the heat or the fact I hadn’t had sex in a very long time, every part of me ached to be touched. My pussy was craving some action. If I had more privacy in my room I would have taken care of the situation weeks ago. Unfortunately sharing with two other girls didn’t allow for any alone time.
The thought of slipping my hand down my shorts now and having a play was tempting. Very tempting. But I would die of embarrassment if I got caught and couldn’t risk my place at Sunflower Ranch. Something told me Mama Sue wouldn’t approve of that kind of behavior.
It wasn’t long before the sun became too much to handle, the heat was ridiculous. Heading back, I didn’t understand how the ranch hands could handle being out in it all day. They were all tough as nails, out there in rain, hail, or shine.
I went wandering around the property, sticking to the shade where I could. Before long I found myself standing outside the small barn. Mama Sue said it used to hold some old horses but was now largely only used for backup when they ran out of space in the main barn.
It was cool inside, a beautiful respite from the temperature outside. My clit was still pulsating, begging to be touched. The barn was probably private enough. Nobody ever came down here unless they had a specific reason.
I looked around for a comfortable spot, still toying with the decision of whether I was actually going to go through with it or not. My brain was quickly being drowned out by my raging heat.
Hay covered the ground, making a softer seat than the ordinary floor. I sat, my fingers toying with the waistband of my shorts.
They slipped under the fabric, reaching my burning pussy lips and gliding between them. Just that one touch felt fantastic. There was no way I was going to be leaving the barn without some relief.
The sun was suddenly blocked from the doorway as the barn grew dark. My fingers snapped away from my shorts as my head shot up.
“Hey there, little lady,” Bryce drawled in his thick southern accent.
I had never stood faster before in my life. If he had seen what I was doing… “What are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same question.” He took off his hat as he leaned against the doorframe, all but filling the only exit.
Sweat glistened off his chest, peeking out through his open checkered shirt. His tight blue jeans clung to his legs like they were a part of him. I tried not to focus on the generous bulge at the front.
I lifted my chin so he couldn’t see the guilt over my real reason for being in the barn. “If you have to know, it was hot and this is the only cool place on this ranch. Now why are you here?”
Bryce shrugged. “Followed you.”
He followed me? Was he so arrogant he couldn’t see what was wrong with that statement? This was the exact reason why I had stayed away from Bryce Malone. He was trouble. Nothing but trouble.
I went to take a step to the door but he moved to block me. “Where are you going, darlin’?”
“Back to the house, I have things to do,” I replied, somehow managing to keep my voice steely even when my heart was pounding out a rock anthem in my chest.
“I got a better idea.” He took a step closer. “How about we get to know each other better?”
My eyes flicked up to his rock hard chest to reach his eyes. They were burning into me with their hunger and intensity. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
One of his giant hands rested on my hip, sending my heart into overdrive with just that one touch. I seriously needed to cool down or I was not going to be able to be sensible for much longer.
“Come on, Mel. You’ve been wearing those cute little shorts for three weeks now, parading around in front of me and driving me wild. Now it’s time I took them off and made you scream from all the pleasure I’m going to give you. Plus, I saw what you were doing. You and I both know you need some… attention.” He raised his eyebrows with the inflection.
“What makes you so sure you’re that good?” I challenged, my mouth barely finding the moisture to say anything. At least one thing was dry and it definitely wasn’t my lower regions. It was easier to focus on that than the embarrassment of being caught touching myself.
Bryce gave me a lopsided grin, one that formed a perfect dimple in his cheek. “Darlin’, I can assure you there will be no complaints. Unless you want to continue on with your own little party and I’ll just watch. Please, be my guest.”
He squeezed my hip and my knees went weak as my urges took over. When Bryce leaned down to crash his lips onto mine, my mouth readily opened for his tongue to slip in.
He lapped at my lips, sucking on my lower lip until it was plump and ready for whatever the cowboy wanted to do to me. Or for me to do to him.
His hands snaked around my back, tugging me against his chest until there wasn’t a breath of an inch between us. My boobs pressed against him, a delicious pressure against his hard abs.
His mouth planted a trail of kisses along my jaw until he reached my neck. Bryce sucked on the tender skin, sending out ripples of pleasure that landed right between my legs.
This was even better than I had imagined it would be. I had spent so many sleepless nights dreaming about being this close to Bryce and they all paled into comparison with the real thing.
He pulled at the bottom of my top, pulling it over my head and throwing it onto the ground. His capable hands next went to my shorts, unbuttoning them before sliding them down my legs. They were discarded equally fast.
“You’re so sexy, darlin’.”
I was too busy moaning with pleasure to answer as his hands squeezed my ass cheeks, kneading them while his fingers kept grazing parts of my swollen pussy.
One hand stayed on my ass as the other slid up my back to unhook my bra in a swift move. That same hand tore at my panties until I was completely naked.
“Miss Melanie,” he whispered, making my eyes open lazily to take him in. “I like my women the same way as I like my animals. Tied up.”
His blazing eyes told me he wasn’t lying. There was no question there. If I was going to do this with Bryce, I was going to be tied up.
The thought sent a whole new thrill through me.
I nodded but he wasn’t asking for permission. He let me go and crossed the room with three strides, pulling a piece of rope from the wall. He started hooking it into a pulley system.
Standing there completely naked with a dressed cowboy holding a rope, it was probably the most erotic moment of my life.
And the blazing heat covering my skin had nothing to do with the temperature outside.
Bryce worked the rope until it slid down from the ceiling. He turned to me with a devious grin on his face, sending the butterflies in my stomach into overdrive. “Darlin’, you are in for the ride of your life.”
The arrogance that had kept me away from him for three weeks was now the thing making my knees buckle and my pussy clench with wetness.
“So you keep telling me,” I replied, hoping it sounded more confident than it felt.
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Bryce laughed. “Come over here and take my clothes off. I need to be as naked as you if I’m going to fuck you good.”
His shirt was already hanging open, making it an easy start. I slid my hands over his chest – a little slower than I needed to – and pushed the shirt over his rounded shoulders. Every inch of him was pure knotted muscles that flexed as he moved.
His pants were another matter. The metal belt buckle with the stamp of the Sunflower Ranch was easy to unhook. The belt slid out with a series of tugging. The blue jeans were easy to unzip.
He wasn’t wearing any underwear.
I caught my first glimpse of his cock and realized why he was so sure of himself. He had the right to be. It was easily the biggest one I had ever seen. Already half-erect, I couldn’t wait to see how much bigger it would still get.
“You like what you see, darlin’?” He laughed out the words, his breath tracing patterns on my skin.
“I was actually wondering how you were going to fit,” I said bluntly. It would take a lot of stretching for me to accommodate his girth.
“Don’t worry about that. I’ll get you ready for me. When I’m plunging into you you’re going to feel nothing but good times.”
I raised my eyebrows in answer but didn’t say anything. Instead, I moved onto his jeans and started to pull them down. Bryce watched my every move with his cocky grin on his face. He was enjoying the fact I was having trouble getting him naked.
Did he paint on those jeans?
Finally, he stepped out of them. We were both naked in the barn and I hoped with all my heart nobody found us in there. We would have some quick explaining to do.
“Come over here,” Bryce ordered. He pulled me along to stand underneath the rope.
Now was the last chance to escape, but I knew there was no way that I could leave the barn without getting the release I needed. If Bryce wanted to tie me up, then I was going to let him.
He took both my hands in his, threading our fingers together with an intimacy I hadn’t expected. I liked the feel of our hands entwined. It felt right.
With our hands clasped, he pulled my arms over my head. Shifting so he held them both with only one of his, he proceeded to wrap the rope around my wrists. When my bindings were tight, he leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips and let go.
Taking a step back, Bryce surveyed his handiwork. “Beautiful, darlin’.”
He reached sideways and pulled on the rope pulley, bringing my arms up higher. I was standing as tall as I could, any more and my feet would have to stand on tiptoes.
I was completely at the cowboy’s mercy.
“I’m going to fuck you so good now,” Bryce promised. At least, I hoped it was a promise. My clit throbbed with the need to be touched.
Bryce closed the gap between us and collided with my body. He started with my boobs, squeezing and kneading them with reverent attention. One nipple slipped into his mouth as he sucked and nibbled on the tight bud.
Every move he made was echoed in my pussy. It was dripping wet with anticipation, more than ready to take in his giant cock and squeeze out every drop of his seed.
As he continued to lick and suck at my nipple, his hand slid down my body, feeling every piece of my skin and setting it on fire.
His fingers reached my clit, sliding between the lips effortlessly as they explored my pussy with confidence. His thumb found my desperately wanting bud and flicking it back and forth. It was almost enough to get me off right then and there.
If his other hand wasn’t held in the small of my back and making sure I was pressed against him, I would have been swinging from that rope as my legs gave out.
He finally relaxed the pressure on my clit as his fingers slid lower. One slipped into my entrance, opening me up and testing my tightness. He wasted no time in slipping in another one. Even with his big fingers I took him easily, but I knew that it was only a preview of what was coming.
He scissored his fingers inside me, stretching me until heat pooled in my belly and threatened to wash over me in full. I had to keep it together for the main event, I couldn’t peak too early.
But I didn’t have a choice.
With a sure hand, Bryce plunged his fingers in and out of me. Every time he made sure to open me as much as he could stretch. With one lazy flick to my clit, I was drowned in the pleasure.
“Bryce,” I moaned, nothing but putty in his hands.
“Feel it, darlin’. Just enjoy it.”
His fingers never stopped their relentless torture as they continued their movement right through my orgasm, stretching it out to impossible lengths.
The groans of ecstasy were unavoidable. I completely collapsed into Bryce’s strong hold as my body went weak with the aftershocks.
I closed my eyes and did what he told me to – I just felt it and enjoyed the moment. I had been waiting months for that kind of release and Bryce had pulled me undone with a few touches.
As my body started to return to reality, I forced my legs to take my weight again. Bryce was smiling down at me, our eyes locking long enough for me to see the amusement dancing in his baby blues.
“You’re sexy as fuck like that,” he said. “I’m going to make you come as many times as I can this summer just so I can see you lose control like that.”
“I didn’t have much choice,” I teased.
His fingers finally pulled out of my cunt, giving my clit one last flick just because he could. He grabbed onto one of my knees and pulled my leg up to rest over his hip.
Using his height advantage, he tipped me backwards and caught my nipple in his mouth again. He sucked, gently biting on the nub until I could feel my wetness dripping down my legs.
My boobs were generous, to say the least. They were larger than my small frame could really handle but Bryce seemed to enjoy them immensely as he licked and suckled. His erection was raging below, resting on my belly and teasing me about what was going to happen.
Sweat from the humidity and exertion was beading on our skin. Normally I would have felt so self conscious in the daylight, bound and naked, but not with Bryce. He worshipped my body, making me feel sexier than I ever had before.
His hand slid around my body, squeezing my ass before dipping under. His finger traced circles around my hole, spreading the wetness and preparing me to take his considerable girth.
“You’re ready, darlin’.”
I opened my eyes to stare into his. “Fuck me, cowboy.”
His cheek dimpled as he nodded his head, like he would do if he was still wearing his hat. “I certainly will, Miss Mel.”
He shifted his body so his cock rested on my pussy. He slid his length along my clit, the throbbing heat sending up new waves of pleasure as I writhed under his commanding control.
I bucked my hips, trying to get what I wanted. Bryce pulled back slightly to allow the head of his cock to rest at my entrance.
The anticipation was sending me into overdrive. He allowed me to take just an inch of him, waiting for me to stretch and get used to the feel of him inside me before going in a little bit further.
He had to move me twice before I could take all of him. Only when he was buried to his balls did I let out a sigh of relief. All summer I had been waiting for this, fantasizing about Bryce and all the wonders he could give me.
This felt right.
I didn’t have time to get used to the feel of him before he pulled his cock out to the head again. The second time he plunged in wasn’t slow. He thrust in quickly, giving me a taste of the ride I was about to have.
His arms held me tight and sure as his hips thrust against me time and time again. His balls slapped against my ass, the sound seeming loud in the empty barn. We were going at it like animals, which seemed appropriate.
Every time Bryce’s cock thrust in my walls shivered with pleasure. I needed to be filled and there was no-one better equipped than the cowboy.
I wished he kept his hat on.
His lips worked their way to my neck, kissing and then sucking on the skin there. My head lolled back, unable to keep myself together for much longer.
There wasn’t one part of me Bryce didn’t touch. His hands were everywhere while mine were tied above my head. He could do anything to me and I wouldn’t have been able to stop him.
Not that I would have wanted to.
His cock swelled larger as he headed toward his own release. I bit my bottom lip, trying to hold on so we could come together.
When one hand slid back down to my clit, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to last much longer. He snaked between my pussy lips, rubbing my nub until I was on the precipice of falling.
“Come for me again, darlin’,” Bryce whispered. His eyes were intently staring into mine, never once looking away.
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Between his fingers and cock, it was too much. I dove head first into the orgasm as it tore me into a million pieces.
The rainclouds outside broke. Pouring rain crashed down on the roof of the barn as the torrential downpour coated the land. But we were safe inside, cocooned in the barn like it was our fortress.
My skin tingled, my body rippled with the waves of pleasure as they crashed over me. I was nothing but a beating heart, full of intense heat and lust.
Bryce came with a moan as his cock twitched and thrust in me, coating my walls with his seed. The movement was a delicious sensation inside me as I clenched around him, prolonging his ecstasy for as long as possible.
We were completely connected, our bodies a mass of limbs entwined with a rope holding me up. I reveled in being in Bryce’s hold, his body easily able to hold my weight against him.
I wanted to be able to cradle his head and feel his strong back muscles. It would have to wait for next time when my hands were free. In that moment, I knew there had to be a next time. I would make sure of it.
My heart was still hammering in my chest as the waves of orgasm started to peter out. The heat between us brought me back to reality as every part of Bryce was felt on my skin.
It took a few breaths to get my head from spinning and running away again. Bryce was struggling to maintain composure himself, gently laying kisses on my neck.
I was too exhausted and sated to move. I wanted to stay in Bryce’s arms forever. With the rain pounding down outside, it seemed like a very real possibility. No-one would come looking for us in the barn, they would all just assume we were seeking shelter somewhere.
I would never confess we were in the barn together long before the rain broke. It would be our secret to share and none others.
Bryce ran his hands over me one last time before he pulled out of me. I could feel his cock – slick with my juices – press against my leg as he continued to hold me close to him.
“It’s raining,” Bryce said, only just now noticing.
“It’s been raining for a while,” I replied.
He shrugged and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips. “You distracted me.”
His hands trailed a line up my body, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He made his way up to my arms, finally reaching my hands. “You want me to untie you?”
“You can do anything you want with me.” My comment elicited a laugh from his lips. His blue eyes locked with mine as the amusement turned into blazing fire.
“Don’t tempt me.”
“I mean it,” I said truthfully.
“If you knew what I was capable of, just how rough I like it, you wouldn’t say that.” His husky voice sent a shiver down my spine.
“You don’t scare me,” I challenged. Even if Bryce did enjoy rough sex, it didn’t mean he would hurt me. In fact… it sounded fun.
My naked cowboy looked away from me for a moment, his fingers still playing with my tied hands, before he dragged his gaze back to me.
I shivered under that intense stare.
“I want to do a lot of things to you, Mel,” he said as if it were a warning. Perhaps it was, perhaps I should have been smarter and kept my mouth shut then.
But it was my summer of escape. The last one I would have before I needed to start making smarter decisions. If Bryce was my last mistake, I would gladly accept it.
I had to lick my lips for some moisture before I replied. “Then do them.”
“You don’t know what you’re agreeing to.”
“I don’t care,” I insisted, needing to speak loudly over the rain still beating down outside. “Fuck me however, wherever, and whenever you want, Bryce.”
“I’m not looking for a girlfriend.”
“I wasn’t planning on being one.” My words stopped him cold. He obviously wasn’t used to girls not getting attached to him. It was a small town, he probably left a string of broken hearts down every country road.
“You serious?” He asked.
“Would I be tied up like an animal in a barn, naked and dripping wet between my legs, if I wasn’t?”
He laughed again, letting out the breath he was holding with a deep, masculine chuckle. “You look fuckin’ sexy tied up like that.”
“What else have you got for me, cowboy?”
His hands left mine as he cupped my pussy hard, squeezing my wet lips deliciously. One finger slipped inside, moving around to stretch me, to play with me, to tease me.
“Oh, darlin’, I’m only just getting warmed up. I can make you come so many times you’re going to forget how to walk. The question is, what have you got for me?”
“Untie me and find out,” I replied, trying not to squirm under his touch. He was making me way too hot again with just one finger.
Bryce pulled his finger out of me, popping it into his mouth and making a show of licking my juice off. “Hmm. Tasty.”
He grinned and reached up, fiddling with the ropes around my wrists until they loosened. He massaged my shoulders as my arms dropped, getting the blood to start circulating again.
Bryce left me alone and stood back, putting his arms out to his sides in a silent challenge. He was waiting for me to back up my big words. Little did he know I had every intention of doing just that.
I dropped to my knees.
His cock was hardening again, well on its way to a full erection. I gripped the base and slowly pulled up, my hands gliding easily with my cum still covering him.
I stroked up and down his shaft. Slowly at first, but fastening my pace the harder he grew. I leaned closer and kissed the head of his cock, impressed at the size once again. I still wasn’t sure how he managed to bury himself in my pussy.
Just holding and touching him wasn’t enough anymore. I slipped his cock in my mouth, licking and sucking. Taking in as much as I could, I continued to touch the parts I couldn’t fit.
Looking up, Bryce was watching me intently with a grin covering his face. I think half the fun was in the watching. He enjoyed having me on my knees and pleasuring him. He wasn’t the only one.
His hands moved to the back to my head, holding me against him. “Keep going, darlin’. Just like that. Get me off. Suck me hard.”
His words spurred me on. I put everything I had into sucking his hard shaft. I moved one hand to his balls, fiddling with his sac until he hissed with pleasure.
I was tearing him apart, the strapping cowboy was in the palm of my hands. I took it up a notch, my hands reaching fever pitch as they squeezed, tugged, and caressed in turn.
My cheeks hollowed with the effort of sucking him off. His dick was so big I had to fight the urge to gag. I wouldn’t show him any weakness, I would make him come like he had never done before.
“Jeez, Mel,” Bryce groaned. He held my head harder as he tried to keep it all together.
One more long suck and pull and he was gone. His cock spurted down my throat, his seed filling up another one of my holes. I swallowed quickly, trying to take it all before I choked.
He pulled out of me while his penis was still writhing with the waves of the orgasm. His hands went to his hips as he tried to maintain his composure.
Bryce stood over me, barely able to hold off his look of satisfaction. He helped me to stand as his breathing returned to its normal rhythm.
“Well? Did I pass your test?” I asked haughtily.
“The first one,” Bryce said, his cheeky grin making his cheeks dimple. “The next one will be harder.”
I quickly grabbed his cock, giving it a squeeze and taking him by surprise. “I think you were pretty hard that time.”
“Miss Melanie, you might just make this a good summer after all.”
His cowboy hat was the first thing he put on. I watched Bryce as he pulled on his jeans and then his shirt. He left the buttons undone as he tipped his hat to me. “Have a good afternoon, miss.”
“You too, cowboy.”
“And don’t go sunbathing topless again,” he said. “You never know who might be watching.”
With one last tip of his hat, Bryce stepped out into the rain and kept going until I could no longer see him through the downpour.
As I found my clothes, I had to wonder whether I’d dreamed the entire encounter. If my wet pussy wasn’t so satisfied, I might have thought none of it was real.
This summer was definitely going to be a fucking good one. I was going to ride that cowboy until he had me fully trained.
A fucking good summer indeed.