Secret Confessions: Down & Dusty — Maree (2 page)

‘Don’t take too long,’ Maree said. ‘I need you.’

Brad grinned. ‘I learned as a boy to always obey the teacher.’ He drew circles in the air. ‘Turn around.’

Maree did. She shook, both from desire and the anticipation of his touch. A shiver ran over her at the brush of his fingers as he undid her bra. He slowly pushed it off her shoulders and down her arms until it fell, his fingertips a sizzling brand against her skin. Brad smoothed his palms back up her arms, across her shoulders, down her back, before reaching around and cupping her breasts.

Maree moaned and leaned back against him. His hands were rough against her sensitive skin, and she felt every movement as he explored, learning her curves before his fingers played with her nipples. Pleasure zinged through her body.

‘Beautiful,’ he murmured in her ear and Maree felt it. For the first time in ages, she felt beautiful. Sexy. Desirable.

Brad’s hands slid down her body, hooking her panties and dragging them down her legs. The fresh air, nakedness, made Maree’s head light.

‘Gorgeous arse.’ Brad kissed it and Maree trembled. The tenderness of his lovemaking was both relaxing and inflaming. Every part of her that he touched, worshipped, was being declared his. ‘Now, about you saying you were ready for me …’

His hand moved between her legs and Maree widened her stance. This. This was what she wanted. What she needed. What she craved.

Brad slid his fingertip over the top of her pussy and Maree closed her eyes, hoping her legs could continue to hold her. Such a simple touch, and yet it seduced every part of her.

One finger slipped inside. Her entire body quivered. Yes, that. And so much more.

‘Mmm. Nice and wet. But I think if we tried, we could do better. Lie down on the pillows.’

Maree was glad to follow his instructions. She wasn’t sure she could stand much longer. She relaxed onto the pillows and smiled up at him. Her hot, sexy cowboy, making her body sing like it had never done before.

Brad stood at her feet. His gaze moved over her slowly. Reverent, if it weren’t for the blazing fire in his eyes. ‘So beautiful. You know that pretty much every guy in Milpinyani Springs would like to be here right now.’

‘Really?’ Maree quite liked the idea that somehow she’d become something of a sex symbol. It made her feel confident and that made her feel sexy.

‘Absolutely. With your cute little blouses, your perfect hair, your heels. Every guy around wants to mess you up. I’m so, so glad you chose me.’

Maree lifted herself on her elbows to look directly into his eyes. ‘There was never anyone else in consideration. From the moment I first met you, I’ve wanted you. I just didn’t have the guts to make a move, until today.’

Brad smiled. ‘I knew you would. Moving out here from the city was a gutsy move, and you’ve taken to this town. I knew you’d find the courage to go claim a man—you’re too strong to wait for a man to come to you.’

Maree loved the vision he had of her. ‘I seem to be waiting now.’

‘So you are. My apologies.’ He knelt, and then touched her knees. ‘I want to see you.’

Maree spread her legs, and Brad sighed. ‘Beautiful.’ Then he leaned forward.

Maree fell onto her back at the first flick of his tongue across her clitoris. Her eyes closed at the second, so she could focus on the emotions and sensations roiling through her body. Tingles, pleasure, pure happiness. As his tongue pressed harder, moved faster, tension built. Her back arched. Her legs bent and twisted.

She’d imagined Brad doing this when she touched herself. It had always made her so hot, so desperate to come. But the reality was so much more. The smell of him. The heat of his hands on her thighs. She pressed herself against him, needing everything he could give, her insides clenching. So close. So very, very close.

Brad lifted his head. Maree opened her eyes and glared at him. ‘What are you doing? Get back there.’

Brad laughed. ‘Sorry, but I want to see your face the first time you come.’ Then his finger was on her, massaging, building her back to the precipice.

‘Oh, God.’ Her head flopped back again, unable to do anything but let him command her body.
Please don’t stop
, she silently chanted as everything tightened and shook and surged desperately towards the much needed release.
Please, please, please.

There. For that moment, the entire world was clear and perfect, before an explosion of bliss shattered her. She thought she might have cried out, but she wasn’t sure. She wasn’t sure of anything, except that she wanted this moment to never end.

The shudders resolved into shivers, the pleasure settled into her muscles and bones as little tingles of delight. Maree sighed and opened her eyes to find Brad looming over her, smiling.

‘Sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,’ he said, his voice rough. ‘I’m so hard I could take you right now, but I figure you need a moment to recover.’

‘A moment would be nice,’ Maree said as her pussy quivered. ‘And I’ve not yet had the fun of undressing you.’

‘Well, I’m not going to argue.’ Brad leapt gracefully to his feet.

Maree found it more difficult to stand. Once she was stable, her hands were able to undo Brad’s shirt and push it from him, revealing the sculpted chest and abs she’d drooled over from the windows. Now she could touch it. Lucky, lucky her.

‘You have the most beautiful body.’ Maree drew her fingertips softly over his torso, tracing every muscle. Wide shoulders, narrow hips, lean with every nook and cranny defined, his pectoral muscles lightly covered with hair the same shade of blond that crowned his head. ‘Strong, fit, masculine. I love it.’ She drew circles over his nipples and felt a small shudder move through him.

She loved turning a man on. Loved seeing him reveal himself, all pretensions stripped away. Slowly, Maree’s hands drifted down to Brad’s jeans. She undid the belt, then popped the buttons on the fly. The cotton of his underwear brushed the back of her fingers and, under that, his hardness. Even with this little touch, she could tell there was a lot of him. The thought of having all that buried deep within her made Maree’s pussy pulse.

Maree pushed his jeans down, leaving his underwear in place. The head of his erection pushed out of the top of the elastic, as if eager to greet her. She could look at him like this for hours, but that wouldn’t get her royally fucked.

‘Take your shoes and socks off.’ It was hard to talk, there was so much want running through her.

‘Yes, Ms Haraldson.’

He sounded like a naughty school boy. So hot.

It felt like it took hours, watching him bend and twist to finish disrobing but finally he was standing before her, in underwear only. Just one small piece of material between her and what she needed.

Maree dropped to her knees, bringing her face level with his cock.

‘Now, let’s see just what you’ve got for me,’ she murmured, and pulled his underwear down. His cock was thick, hard, long. Maree drooled.

‘Oh, yes.’ Maree stroked a fingertip up and down his shaft. The muscles in Brad’s stomach and thighs tightened as he fought not to move.

‘You had a good taste of me. I wonder what you taste like?’ Maree ’s tongue darted out to run over the top of Brad’s cock. He moaned. ‘Hmm, salty.’

Brad’s hand came to rest on the top of her head, silently begging to take him in her mouth. She wanted to—she wanted to taste every part of him—but she wanted to be fucked more.

She gave his cock one more lick before she stood. Brad sighed.

‘Another time, I promise. Your cock is so beautiful, of course I’m going to suck it. But right now, I want it in my pussy.’

‘Yes, ma’am.’ He bent to his trousers and pulled a condom from the pocket. He really had been prepared for her to demand him. ‘Any particular way?’

Maree smiled, then took his hand and led him over to the lending desk. She turned her back and bent over, putting her hands on the desk. ‘Not the same as fucking me on my actual desk, but I can’t wait to get over to the classroom. We’ll do that next time.’

‘Oh, absolutely.’ Brad took hold of her hips and held her. A pause, when it felt as though the whole world stilled, then she felt the head of him pressing against her. Maree relaxed and sighed as he slipped in, filling her completely.

‘Jesus,’ Brad moaned. ‘You feel so fucking good.’

‘My thoughts exactly,’ Maree said.

He withdrew, then thrust back, harder, deeper, and conversation ended. He was perfect, his big, thick cock stroking every part of her pussy. Never had a man taken her so completely.

He went slowly at first and Maree revelled in the full friction of their bodies taking and being taken. Then faster, harder, deeper as the passion exploded. Brad held her hips and thrust, and Maree braced herself against the table to take everything he could give her.

Tension built, spiralling, taking over every part of her until Maree could do nothing but gasp and moan and beg to come. When she did, the violent explosion came suddenly, tore her apart and then remade her into nothing but Brad’s pussy.

Brad cried out and pumped hard, and joy flooded Maree, knowing she’d pleased him.

They stood, panting, Brad still deep inside her, his hands on her hips. He reached up and stroked her back. ‘Are you okay?’

Maree looked over her shoulder and smiled. ‘I’m better than okay. I feel great.’

‘You certainly do feel great.’ He flexed his hips and a tingle swept over her body. He had softened, but not much.

‘Is that a promise you can do that again?’ Maree used the muscles of her pussy to massage him and he groaned.

‘Keep doing that and I will,’ Brad said. ‘Didn’t you say something about wanting to be fucked on your desk?’

‘We’d need to get dressed again to go over to the classroom.’

‘True, but then we get to undress each other again.’

‘A-plus for that idea,’ Maree said. They both gasped as he withdrew. Maree stood, turned and kissed him.

‘Thank you,’ she said. ‘That was glorious.’

‘That was just the beginning,’ Brad said, then took her by the hand to show her.

***

The school yard was starting to look drier, less well kept than previously. People commented, accepting it was the work of the seemingly never-ending drought. Maree smiled a secret smile—Brad was too busy working on her to work on the school yard.

They’d been having sex for two weeks now—every Tuesday and Friday, after the children had gone. The library and the classroom had both been the scene of some of the most soul-shaking orgasms that Maree had ever experienced.

But she wanted more. More than just Tuesday and Friday when he was scheduled to work on the yard. More than just the school rooms. She wanted Brad anywhere. Everywhere. Right now. Even if it was Wednesday night.

Her body was well behind that decision and her hands were on her phone almost before she’d completed the thought. With shaking fingers, she dialled the number.

A heartbeat, two, three, then his voice. ‘Hey, sexy. Nice to hear from you.’

Maree wasn’t entirely sure what to say. ‘Have you got any plans tonight? I don’t want to disturb you but—’

‘Disturb me any time you want. Give me forty-five minutes and I’ll be there.’

The first response was to jump with delight. The second was that forty-five minutes was too long to wait.

‘I’ll meet you half way,’ she said. ‘Which road?’

‘Nice to hear your enthusiasm, but do you really want to do it in the back of a car?’

‘I don’t particularly care where, as long as I get you inside me quickly. Which road?’

Brad chuckled. ‘The Jundah road. I’ll bring a swag and we’ll fuck under the stars. See ya soon, sexy.’

Maree had to force herself to calmly get her handbag and keys, walk to the car, start it, and drive through the town to the Jundah road. She wanted to run, speed, rush, do whatever was necessary to get to Brad as soon as possible.

A car passed her about five minutes into the trip—couldn’t be Brad. Another at twelve minutes. When headlights approached her twenty-two minutes after she’d left town, she knew it was him. She pulled over to the side of the road. The ute moved across and parked in front of her. Maree turned off her lights, anticipation thudding through her veins.

The ute’s door opened and a figure stepped out—tall, rangy. Every cell in her body quivered and her hands clenched on the steering wheel.

As Brad approached her car, Maree wound the window down. He leaned on the roof and smiled down at her. She could smell him, all hot and sweaty and manly, and her pussy tightened.

‘Howdy, ma’am.’ He nodded his head. ‘You’re not stuck all the way out here, are you?’

Wow—was he thinking of a little role-playing? ‘I was hoping a hot cowboy would come save me. How lucky am I that you came along?’

Brad smiled. ‘Well, I can’t take you into town, I’m afraid. But I’ve got a comfy swag in my truck and I know a place not far from here where you can find peace and satisfaction.’

‘Satisfaction sounds like just what I need right now.’

Brad stepped back. Maree put up the window, grabbed her handbag and locked the car. Then she followed him back to his beat-up ute.

‘Where are we going?’

‘A magical place, where cowboys get lucky and gorgeous women get laid.’

‘Perfect.’

He took her to the river, only a few minutes down a dirt track from the road. On a flat spot above the bank, he laid out the swag. Then, under the moon and star light, with the sound of the river moving slowly below them, Brad undressed Maree, taking his time, exploring each bit of skin revealed with hands and mouth until she was writhing and crying out with need.

He laid her down on the swag, and then his mouth found her molten core; within seconds, Maree was panting, back arching, thrusting herself against his mouth as he thrust his tongue within her. The orgasm was hard and intense and her cry shattered the stillness of the bush.

‘I like how you let go,’ Brad said, kissing the inside of her thigh and then moving away. ‘A guy never has to wonder whether you’re enjoying yourself.’

‘I always enjoy myself with you.’ Maree lifted herself onto her elbows to better enjoy the sight of Brad undressed.