Essentialism (Bridgette & Troy's Story) (15 page)

“Yes, I can and very well,” she says stepping to me and grabbing a handful of my junk. Her touch makes me fully hard. That’s the affect she has on my body; Jesus, it’s crazy. Just being around her has me at half-mast most of the time. Then you add the slightest touch and my dick acts like a starving animal that’s craving it’s next meal.

“Are you gonna open my door?”

I smirk at her and like that she’s finally listening. Swiftly I plant a kiss on her lips and walk to her side of the Jeep to let her in.

I back out of the driveway and start to head down to the main road. I reach across the Jeep to grip Bridgette’s thigh. I know once we are wheeling I won’t be able to, and I just can’t keep my hands off of her, especially her legs.

She’s got her head rested back, and I can see through her shades that her eyes are closed. I wish I could get into her head, even if only for a few minutes. Lately, I’ve been worried about her. I know David is lurking in the back of her mind and I’ll do everything in my power to protect her. Still, it pisses me the fuck off. The guy is fucking crazy and needs to let her go. I hope that he’s not what’s on her mind right now. Since she didn’t respond to his letter, his calls have pretty much ceased, or at least to my knowledge they have. But I’m not about to ask her either. I don’t want to be the one to bring him up.

“God, it’s beautiful up here.” Her soft voice interrupts my mindfuck, reminding me of what’s important.

“It really is. We can come up here anytime, baby.”

“I would love that. It feels so different than the city. I guess it’s being away from all of the hustle and bustle. Plus, there’s virtually no one around; we’re all alone.”

“It’s a great feeling. I love being up here. Any time you want to come you just tell me, okay?”

She nods her head and a gust of wind whips through her hair. I love watching her mane of dark strands become a complete and total mess. I don’t know if I like it even more that she doesn’t care – she’s so free.

We reach the bottom of the dirt road and begin to make our way over to Devil’s Canyon; it’s my favorite spot to wheel. I know soon I’ll have to remove my hand from her thigh, but being the greedy bastard that I am, I slip my fingers into her shorts and push her panties to the side.

She looks at me for a moment and the second I find her clit she begins to whimper. She’s putty under my fingers and I love it. Unfortunately, it’s not long before we arrive at the base of the canyon and I have to stop.

I pull my fingers out and indulge by sucking her sweet taste off of them, devouring her wetness. My girl’s always ready for me.

I look at her and I swear she’s panting, staring at my erection through my pants. I know she wants it; she always does. Staring at her lips, they remind me of the first time she sucked me off. It seems so long ago, but I know it’s not. There has never been another woman in this world that can push my limits like she can.

The road starts to wind and becomes rocky. I take both of my hands and hold the wheel tightly. “Are you ready?”

“Yup, I’m so excited.”

“Well, I hope I don’t let you down.”

“You won’t. You never have.”

I smile at her comment. “And I never will,” I say as we begin to climb small piles of rocks.

She looks up ahead scouring our surroundings. “Is this how it is the entire way up?”

“Nope, you better get ready for a rough ride.”

“I love a rough ride,” she jibes with an ear-to-ear smile.

Oh, she’s gonna pay for that later.

“We’ll see how rough you can handle it.” I have to pause in talking as my Jeep crashes over a huge boulder. We both bounce in our seats and I know I now have to focus. “Stop distracting me, woman.”

She laughs and I bring the Jeep to a stop, carefully picking my line before I start the climb. I need to concentrate to get us safely up this mountain. I figure I can teach her better, once she’s driving. As we begin to move, I lean my head out the window and watch my front wheel. The traction seems to be good.

We continue up the trail, and I love having Bridge next to me. She’s got a huge smile on her face and she’s just enjoying herself. I feel like whatever stress she was holding on to, she’s let go. I’ve never taken any of my girlfriends four-wheeling before. She’s my first. Well, she’s my first of many things.

“Are you scared of heights, baby?”

“Not really. Not when I’m with you.”

“Good, because we’re heading to the top of that ridge.” I point high in the sky.

“No way! We’re gonna drive up there?”

“Yup, if you look closely you can see tracks from where others have driven. The farther up we get on the mountain, it’s just covered in dry grass and some low-lying rocks. It’s about a fifty-degree angle at some points, so it’s a bit trippy, but the summit is so worth it, babe. I can’t wait to show you.”

“I bet it’s amazing. How much longer?”

“Maybe thirty minutes. Are you sure you don’t wanna drive any of the way up?”

“No way, Troy. I’m great right here, watching you. Keep doing your thing,” she says.

I wink at her, turning my baseball cap backwards, just like she likes. Her body melts into the seat and I swear she presses her thighs together. Now she knows how I feel walking around with a fucking hard-on all the time. I’ve never jerked myself off more than I have since I met her and it’s barely slaked the lust I feel just thinking of her sweet body.

After another thirty minutes of driving and eye fucking, we make it to the top. I park so we are looking out over the incredible view. Goddamn, the Rocky Mountains are something else. She hops out and runs to the ledge. I’m not far behind her and tightly hug her, breathing in her delicious scent. As I kiss the top of her head, we both take a deep breath.

“God, Troy, this is stunning. It’s absolutely breathtaking.”

“It’s my favorite spot in the whole world.”

She reaches her arms back and holds my body. Her touch has become a drug to me. I swear I’ll never get enough of it.

“Let’s eat and enjoy the view.” I kiss her again and go to the back of the Jeep, grabbing our food and blanket. I decide to lay it on the hood of the Jeep. It’ll be more comfortable than the ground. As I spread it out, she turns to me. “Oh, you brought a blankey,” she teases.

“Yes, I did. So you better stop teasing me if you wanna sit on it.” She glares at me. “Oh, I’m sorry. Would my little cock tease of a girlfriend prefer to sit on the hood and get her thighs burnt?”

“Cock tease,” she repeats.

“Yes. Cock. Tease. Did I stutter? Nope, didn’t think so. I watched you clench your thighs the whole drive up here. That’s not to mention how you eye fucked me. I almost drove off the mountain a few times.”

“I’m sorry! But you were the one gripping the steering wheel ‘til your knuckles turned white. Then you had to keep biting your lip, and don’t even get me started with that damn hat.”

She’s standing with her hands on her hips and fire in her eyes. I’ve pissed her off.
Note to self: don’t call her a cock tease.
Dropping our lunch to the ground I stalk her. The moment my hands are on her, I unbutton her shorts and tug them down a little. Then I lift her up and carry her to the hood of my Jeep setting her on the soft blanket. Thank God my man brain brought this. Swiftly I remove her shorts and panties all the way.

I look up at her as she is resting on her elbows watching me. Her feet are on the front bumper and I know I’ll never look at her tight cunt the same way again. It’s staring at me and I don’t waste another second. I close the distance and take what’s mine.

“Hmm, you taste delicious,” I say, pulling away. I lift her shirt above her head and toss it aside. She reaches for me, touching my hard skin though my clothes. I slide my hands under her bra teasing those sweet nipples. “Does this make you wet?” I ask against her skin.

“Uh-huh.”

“Tell me what you liked most about today?”

“When you came in my mouth.”

“Is that right?”

She nods her head traveling her hands down my body and into my shorts. My cock is hot and wet awaiting her touch. As she begins to stroke me, I unclip her bra. Before I know it, she’s naked, out here in the middle of the Rocky Mountains on the hood of my Jeep. “Take your shorts off,” she demands, watching my every move.

Once I’m fully unclothed, I begin to stroke myself.
Oh fuck.
It feels good, but not nearly as good as what she can do to me. “Is this what you want?” I ask stepping inches away from her.

“Yes, please.”

“Oh, I like your manners. Don’t bother playing nice with me though, I know how dirty you really are.” My words remind me of our first time, and the endless hours of sex we had. She surprised me that night. I told her I couldn’t stop, but neither could she. It was mind blowing and I will forever keep it etched in my memory. Stepping to her, I nudge the head of my dick against those wet folds, moving in the slickness. Gripping her sides as I watch myself slowly move in and out of her tight cunt.

“Fuck me, please,” she begs.

“My pleasure, baby,” I say sinking deep into her, filling her completely to the hilt, with all of me. “Wrap your legs around me.” She listens to my direction as pleasure surges through me. “Oh fuck, Bridge,” I rasp, now moving with urgency. Her back is pressed against the hard metal of the hood, with only the thin blanket providing comfort.

My brows are creased and I’ve got a firm hold on her hips. Taking my thumb, I begin to massage her clit and it causes her to moan loudly. “Oh yeah, baby, let me hear you,” I say, pulling her harder against me. She starts to slide off the hood and I pull out of her. “Bend over the Jeep and let me see your perfect ass.”

She listens right away and I take both of my hands, massaging each of her ass cheeks.
Mmm, her body feels so good.
I squeeze down hard spreading her wide and slide back into her pussy, circling my hips. “Hmm. You look so good from this angle,” I say and spank her. Electricity charges through my hand from the spot I just hit. God, she’s driving me crazy. Her noises become urgent and she tilts her head back meeting me thrust for thrust letting me fill her as deep as I can.

I smack her ass again and can’t help, but moan. “You like that?” I ask grabbing a handful of her hair and pull her up to me. Reaching back she touches me and relishes in the pleasure.

“Are you ready to come, baby?” I ask in a harsh tone, completely out of breath.

“Oh. God. Yes.”

“Let go, Bridge. Come around my cock.”

I’m barely able to focus on reality as we transport from this world we live in. I keep my eyes closed and go with her. We work together so well, you would think we’d been doing this for years.

Quivers take over my body and I begin to shudder. I lose focus, and faintly remember her screaming my name and God only knows what else. I love it when she comes.

Once I’m back down to earth, I don’t stop my smooth movements or end our connection. I just slow and say, “I don’t want this to end.”

“Keep going,” she says gripping my cock with her pussy muscles.

“Goddamn, woman, you and your tight cunt will surely be the death of me.”

“Not if you kill me first.”

I smile to myself, holding her body closely against mine. Her words
keep going
strike something within me and I do exactly that, enjoying being in the middle of nowhere, with her. The air is fresh and sun is bright. Everything is surreal, except holding Bridgette. Being with her is as real as is gets.

“Oh my God, I still can’t get over your face today,” I say laughing.

“Troy, you’re such an asshole. I had no idea it was going to be so hard to actually drive that thing down the mountain.”

I can’t stop laughing and I actually have to bend over, it hurts so badly. “Well…I’m sorry. I’m sorry, just give me a minute.”

“Troy!” she snaps and whacks me with a kitchen towel.

“Come on, baby, it was funny. Did you really think you were supposed to hit the gas on the way down?”

She glares at me and checks our dinner, which is in the oven. I continue slicing vegetables for the salad and try to stop laughing.

“Are you done making fun of me?” she asks.

I nod my head and somehow hold back the smile.

“Good,” she says, setting the table. Then the timer goes off on the oven and she removes the huge pan of lasagna that we made together.

“Salad’s ready, let’s eat, babe.”

“Jesus, are you that hungry tonight?”

“Nope, it’s what’s after the meal I’m excited for.”

She smirks at me and serves our plates. “Should I be excited or scared?”

“Both,” I say, taking two beers out of the fridge and carrying them to the table with our salad. She approaches and I hold her chair out for her, helping her get situated. My mom taught me from a young age to be a gentleman and it’s always stuck with me. I’m glad Bridge respects it; some of my previous girlfriends wanted nothing to do with it and it was weird to have to change who I am.

“Is that why you said you would never hurt me yesterday?”

“Yeah, that and I can tell you’re still stressing over David. You’re constantly checking your phone; I know you’re dreading him calling. I want you to know, I’m not him. I haven’t brought this up, because I don’t want to bring up the past. I’m not going to let anything happen to you. I’m going to protect you. Don’t let him cloud what we have.”