Page 66 of Careless Hope
I felt the familiar tightening in my balls, the familiar throbbing in my cock and I knew I was close. I reached down to brace myself, hooking my thumbs under her knees and pulling her legs around my body. I was deeper insider her now. I celebrated with a biting kiss.
“Oh fuck, Walker,” Caroline gasped, her eyes wide with surprise and arousal.
“I want to feel you,” I growled, my voice rough with desire. “Feel you against me when I come.”
With her legs wrapped around me, I adjusted my angle, andwith one powerful thrust, I hit her G-spot, causing her to arch her back and cry out in pleasure.
“Fuck, yes,” I groaned, feeling her walls clench around my cock like a vice. “That’s it, baby. Just like that.”
Our hips moved in perfect unison, our bodies slamming together with an animalistic rage. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, building higher and higher until it was almost too intense to bear.
My chest was heaving, my breaths coming out in gasps as I drove into her harder and harder, my cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, the friction sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body.
“I’m close, baby,” I grunted, my voice hoarse. “I’m gonna come.”
Caroline’s eyes widened, and I could see the mixture of fear and excitement in them. But she didn’t back down. Instead, she met my gaze, her lips parted and her breathing ragged, and she nodded. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
And that was all I needed. With one final thrust, I pushed myself over the edge, my cock pulsing inside her as I unloaded shot after shot of cum. I felt it spurting out of me, coating the inside of her, and I groaned loudly, my body shaking as I tried to process the intense pleasure coursing through me.
A minute later, I collapsed next to her, panting and spent. I pulled her to me, our naked bodies glistened with sweat and our ragged breaths intertwined. I don’t know how long we remained like that, but eventually, I raised myself up and looked into her eyes. They were still wide with awe and wonder.
“God, Walker,” she whispered, a hint of amazement in her voice. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
I smiled, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction wash over me. I’d given her something she’d never experienced before. Butshe’d just done the same for me. And that made our connection even more strong.
“I know, baby,” I replied. “That was something special.”
“It was,” she agreed, leaning up to kiss me gently. Our lips met, soft and sweet this time.
The world seemed to still as we lay entwined on the blanket, our breaths mingling with the cool spring air. A cotton candy sky stretched above us, streaks of pink and orange and lavender painting a perfect picture in the heavens. Caroline’s head rested against my chest, her auburn hair spilling over me like a silken waterfall. I could feel the steady beat of her heart, a comforting rhythm that spoke of life’s simple pleasures.
“Look at that sunset,” she whispered, her voice laced with awe. “It’s like the sky’s on fire.”
“Every night,” I said softly, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her bare shoulder. “But it’s never looked quite this beautiful.”
For a moment, I thought about saying it—about telling Caroline how she’d turned my world upside down, how she made me yearn for things I’d never dared want before. But the words lodged in my throat, stubborn as the old oak next to our blanket.
“Thank you, Walker,” she murmured, reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair from my forehead. “For today . . . for this.”
“Caroline,” I started, but hesitation crept in, wrapping around my tongue. Instead, I leaned down and captured her lips with mine, hoping the kiss could say all the things I couldn’t.
As we broke apart and she settled against me again, the weight of my unspoken confession felt heavy on my chest. There was a certainty in the way our bodies fit together, a promise etched into every touch. Yet, despite the clarity of the connection between us, uncertainty shadowed my thoughts.
A soft breeze rustled through the grass, whispering secretsonly the land knew. My gaze drifted across the expanse of the ranch—over the rolling hills and pastures, the sturdy fences enclosing years of hard work and dedication. This land was more than soil and grass; it was a testament to the Anderson legacy, a legacy I suddenly found myself wanting to share with her.
The word ‘home’ lingered on the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed it back. Home wasn’t just a place anymore; it was wherever Caroline was. Carolinewashome. I just didn’t know how to tell her that.
“Let’s stay here a little longer,” she suggested, snuggling closer.
“Sounds perfect,” I agreed, feeling the truth of it ripple through me.
We lay there as the sun set, a silent witness to the slow unfurling of a love I wasn’t ready to name. And though the words remained unspoken, the truth of them settled in the spaces between us, as vast and enduring as the Montana sky.
22
Caroline
I staredat the ceiling of my bedroom, the fan blades a monotonous blur, much like the thoughts whirling in my head since my last encounter with Walker. My heart still skipped erratically when I thought about his hands, calloused from hard work, tracing paths over my skin that shivered from more than just the cool air. Excitement had thrummed through me, a new sensation that felt like the first taste of something forbidden and sweet. But right alongside it was a knot of confusion, tightening with each memory of his light blue eyes locked on mine, intense and searching.
