Gender: Female Age: Secret Location: N/A
|Introduction: Chloe has to face her fears and fess up to her vexed boyfriend, Cody|
Chloe sighed and stretched her long white arms, waking up in the morning light. She stumbled out of bed and pulled on her robe, then opened the window to let in the fresh spring air. She breathed in deeply and watched the bunkhouses wake up, too.
She turned around when she heard a knock on her door, and she shut the window hastily. She crossed her room and opened her door, revealing Cody, the farm hand that she was dating in secret. He looked terrible.
"Cody," She gasped as she pulled him inside her room, shutting her door as she did, "Are you okay? You look sick."
"I didn't sleep last night," He said with a weak smile.
"Why not?" She asked with a tilt of her head.
"Chloe," He sighed as he sat down on the edge of her bed, "I know that it would be illegal for us to date and let people know about it, but I've been hearing things about you and Luke Palfrey . . ."
He trailed off, and Chloe looked at him, seeing the hurt in his eyes. She felt tears in her own, and she explained, "Cody, I love you, you know I do. But, I have to date Luke; a marriage between he and I would mean everything. My mom wants me to be with him, and, Cody, I have no choice! I don't want to date him, but I have to!"
"You don't have to do anything, Chloe!" He said in a frustrated tone as he stood to his feet and paced before her.
She stared at him; she had not seen him in a while. She admired his strong arms and handsome face as he paced back and forth. His shaggy blonde hair hung slightly in his eyes, which flashed their icy blue whenever she looked at him. He finally stood with his arms crossed, staring at a picture on the wall.
Chloe stepped cautiously and silently behind him, and she reached up to place a small hand reassuringly on his broad shoulder. She could feel all his tensed muscles and his quick breathing. He didn't turn to look at her, but she stared at him, and she felt him start to relax slowly. He had lost control of his temper once when he was with her, and he had forced her into sex. She didn't want to see him angry like that again. She knew that he could REALLY hurt her without even trying.
He relaxed enough to turn around and look at her, but they both still remained silent. She stepped closer to him carefully, till her chest was inches from his and she had to crane her neck up to look into his eyes. She crumpled into his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her. She felt his heart beat against hers and she listened to his breathing.
She loosened a bit from the hug, and stood as tall as she could to kiss him, softly at first, but then more firmly when he began to kiss back. He moved his big hands along her back, squeezing her ass and lifting up her shirt. She lifted her arms, and he slid it off, tossing it aside.
She stepped gingerly out of her pants, and stood in front of him in her emerald green, lacy panties and bra. He saw the way they matched her eyes, and the way her curly black hair fell in messy waves down to the small of her back. She stared at him lustfully, and he took note of it, taking off his shirt quickly.
She loved his chest. It was flat and very muscular, but not overly, and he was always so warm. She ran her hands down his chest and stomach, but stopped with a squeak when she realized that she had been drawn to his dick. He watched her embarrassed surprise, and laughed, taking off his pants.
She could see his boner through his underwear plainly, and she couldn't help but ask, "Did I do that just by touching it."
He stepped forward, saying, "You did this by touching it, and by kissing me, and by undressing for me . . ."
His eyes roamed hungrily over her early naked body, and she slipped out of her panties and bra to please him.
He stepped closer and closer to her till she was close enough for him to touch. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him, holding her hard and smashing her breasts into his chest. She kissed back, feeling his boner pressed against her. She jumped on him, wrapping her legs around him and weaving her fingers into his hair. She suddenly broke his kisses, saying urgently, "If we do it on the bed everyone down stairs will hear us."
He nodded, and laid her down on the bear skin rug that was in front of her fireplace. He tore off his underwear, and she stared lustfully at his cock, which stood tall and proud at the sight of her. She crawled half way onto her hands and knees, watching him.
"You like what you see?" He asked with a smile as he held it in his hand.
She remembered that she was staring at it, and turned away blushing.
"Yes," She said quietly. She was laying on her side with her back turned towards him, and she didn't even hear him approach.
Cody tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned her head to look at him. Before she could say anything or get her bearings, he kissed her and flipped her over onto her back, spreading her legs as he did so.
He massaged one of her nipples between his fingers, and she whimpered, pressing her chest into his hand and raising her hips unconsciously. She felt herself getting wetter by the second, and she ached for him.
"Cody," She said as he kissed her neck and chest, "I need you in me now!"
He looked down at her, clearly shocked by her lust for him. He had never seen her like this!
He rubbed the tip of his cock on her soaking wet pussy, and she pushed her hips towards him, physically begging for him. He pushed himself inside her, marveling at how hot she was.
"God," He groaned, "You're so damn tight, babe . . ."
He pushed himself in and out of her, and she moaned; she had really needed this!
"Oh god, Cody," She moaned as she dug her nails into the rug underneath her, "You're so amazing."
He smiled as he rammed his stiff rod in and out of her, drawing a squeal or a moan from her every time he did. She compared his dick to Luke's as he fucked her, and she decided that they were about the same size.
Cody leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I bet that little rich boy of yours doesn't make you feel this good."
He twisted one of her nipples roughly between his fingers, drawing a whimper from Chloe, who then replied with more haste, "I've never done this with him."
He twisted harder, and she squeaked as the conflicting waves of pleasure and pain went through her. He gritted his teeth and demanded, "Don't lie to me, Chloe! I know that you slept with him."
She didn't respond, and he twisted harder still. She let out a little cry, and he kissed her, quieting her.
"Tell the truth," He said as he stared down into her eyes, "I know what you did."
"Yes," She cried, "Yes, I slept with him! I admit it!"
"Why?" He asked in a calm voice.
She didn't answer, but her aching breast told her that she had no choice.
"The first time was kind of a spur the moment type of thing, and the second time was because he gave me a necklace and he said that I had to earn it or he would take it back and stop talking to me and then my mom would punish me so I had no choice please don't be mad!"
Cody thought about what she said, and struggled to organize every word of the outburst.
"Please," She begged him, "Cody, I love you, you know I do. Please, don't make me talk about him."
"Don't hassle me about this, please!"
"What aren't you telling me?!"
"An arranged marriage!" She wept, "We've had an arranged marriage since we were little."
He let go of her breasts, pulled out of her, and stood to his feet. She stood also and caught his arm as he tried to leave.
"Cody," She cried, "Cody, I'm sorry! Please, don't go!"
"Why not, Chloe?" He demanded, "How can I love you when I know that you belong to another man?"
"Cody," She pleaded, and tears streamed down her face, "I belong to him, but I don't want to! You have t understand that! I had no choice in this please don't make this harder! Just forget about the future! I love you, and I want to be with you now."
He studied her carefully, but turned and put on his clothes.
"Where are you going?" She sniffled.
"I'm just going to work," He said.
She held out her arms and let him take in the sight of her, asking, "You don't even want me?"
He still stared at her with ravenous hunger, but controlled himself, saying, "Not right now. I need to think things through."
He left her alone in her room, which to her felt emptier than ever.
Chloe stared at the fire burning in the fireplace. It didn't matter if it was spring and it didn't matter if everyone thought she was crazy, she needed a fire. The little pyro needed a fire to be able to sleep.
She drifted into sleep shortly after crawling into bed, and she awoke with a man's hand over her mouth. She thought it was Luke, but as the fire cast it's glow more thoroughly, she saw the straw blonde hair and crystal blue eyes of Cody in her bed.
He was shirtless and in boxers, and all she had to do to get him hard was slip out of her nightgown. She had had so many guys "visiting" her lately that she knew better than to wear underwear when she slept.
He lifted the sheets and threw them back veer his head, hiding them both under the ceiling that they created. She could feel the warmth from their bodies filling the space, and she ran her hand along his jaw line, admiring his handsomeness and showing him she cared by her loving caress.
He stared down at her, and they stayed like that for a bit, with their eyes locked not saying a word. Finally, she whispered, "Where do you want to start?"
He kissed along her neck, and replied in a husky voice, "Right where we left off."
He sealed the deal with a long sweet kiss, and they did just that.
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