Chapter 18

Cheyenne

Dark shadows cast an eerie glow across the bedroom, the steady pitter-patter of rain dancing on the roof. A deafening crack of thunder shook the walls of the RV.

I buried my face in my pillow, praying I could fall back asleep. Abe rolled over and tugged gently on my hair.

“What time is it?” I mumbled.

“Almost noon.”

“Holy shit!”

“Yeppers,” he said, ripping the covers off me. “Time to rise and shine.”

“It’s still raining. Let’s just stay here.”

“As tempting as that sounds, we can’t disappear for a whole day. There are thousands of bored people sitting on the edge of their seats, waiting for us to post something.”

“Fine,” I grumbled, grabbing the sheet and covering myself back up. “Just five more minutes.”

“Hm,” he whispered, slipping a hand under the sheet and grabbing a handful of tit. “I can think of a few ways to spend five minutes.”

“You’re insatiable,” I laughed, swatting his hand away.

“Only for you, sweetheart.” He pushed me onto my stomach and straddled me from behind.

“What are you doing?” I asked as I tried to sit up.

He pressed a hand to my back. “Lift your ass,” he ordered, reaching for a pillow and sliding it under my belly. “Relax, baby.”

He reached between my legs, stroking my clit as he delivered soft kisses to the cleft of my butt cheeks.

I tried to move. Not an easy feat with his hands planted firmly on my hips and my thighs pinned between his. My pussy ached for penetration, wetness seeping out and coating my lips with my arousal.

“Please, Abe,” I moaned.

He slid two fingers inside me, moving slowly in and out as he teased my clit with his thumb. “Tell me what you need, baby.”

“I need you to fuck me. Now.”

He removed his fingers and rubbed his cock up and down my slit before pushing the tip inside. I pushed back, desperate to have him fill me.

“Patience, baby. I don’t wanna hurt you by going too fast.”

I fisted the sheet, my face plastered against the pillow as he pushed forward until he was fully seated. I’d never had a guy that deep inside me before or felt so full.

Then he started to move. I cried out as he picked up speed, pounding in and out, his balls slapping against my ass. The pressure in my pelvis was off the charts. I needed relief.

“Abe, I need to cum!”

He reached around my front and grabbed my clit, rubbing it vigorously while he squeezed my thighs closed, making my pussy extremely tight as he continued to fuck me hard.

My orgasm started as a slow vibrating wave from the tips of my toes. It traveled up my legs to my belly before igniting in a mind-blowing detonation that reduced my muscles to flaccid noodles.

Abe held me up, continuing to pump into me until his cock exploded. He let go of my hips and I collapsed onto the mattress, my body still reeling from the fucking I just received.

Abe pulled out and flopped onto his back next to me. “Fuck! That was amazing, babe.”

I snuggled up to him, resting my arm across his belly. “I think doggy style is my new favorite position.”

He chuckled. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that.”

***

“Is your boyfriend competing in the karaoke contest tonight?”

I glanced up at the elderly lady sitting next to me. We were playing bingo in the campground rec hall. There wasn’t much else to do at Saskatchewan Landing when it was raining.

She smiled sweetly, revealing lipstick-stained teeth. I almost choked on her perfume and baby powder.

“I doubt he would be on board with that,” I laughed. “I’ve never heard him sing.”

“Oh, honey. Use your powers of persuasion.” She wiggled her eyebrows, giggling as she glanced around me to check out Abe. “He’s cute. He’d have a good shot at winning even if he can’t sing well.”

“You wanna get up on stage and serenade us, Abe?” I asked as I marked my cards with B1.

“Nope. What was that last one?”

“B1.”

I watched him with amusement as he went over his cards with his bingo dauber, his face etched with serious concentration.

Abe was adorable. And ~so~ sexy. And really, ~really~ good in bed. In addition to all that, he was kind, caring, and a lot of fun. And he was mine. How did I land a guy like him? I was a very lucky girl.

I leaned over, bringing my lips so close to his ear that I grazed the edge of his earlobe. “If you do it, I’ll swallow.”

He gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he processed my offer. “Where do I sign up?”

The lady beside me chuckled. “I don’t know what you said to him, but good job.”

***

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” Abe grumbled later that evening.

“Our fans will love it,” I said as I scanned the song titles in the notebook the DJ had handed me when I signed Abe up to compete. “And it will be fun.”

“For whom?”

“Me, of course.” I hummed a few bars of “Call Me Maybe.”

“No!” he groaned. “You don’t really want me to get up on stage and sing ~that~! I don’t have the voice of a teenage girl. I’ll sound awful, and they’ll laugh.”

“That’s the whole point.”

We finally settled on a song, and Abe cleared his throat several times.

“Okay. Let’s go, songbird,” I laughed. “At least I’ll have fun watching you embarrass yourself.”

“You so owe me, little girl,” he grumbled as he shut the notebook and stood up from the table. “And don’t think I won’t collect.”

***

Abe won the contest. My stomach hurt from laughing so hard.

He’d been somewhat stiff and off-key to start, but by the time he got through the first verse of “Don’t Stop Believin’,” he’d loosened up.

People in the crowd started singing along, and then he really got into it. Women cheered when he jumped off the makeshift stage and strutted up and down the aisle, microphone in hand, singing the chorus.

The pictures of him on his knees, urging the crowd to hold on? ~Priceless.~

~

I uploaded the pictures and a video clip to the website immediately. Our fans went wild, making all kinds of hilarious comments, and my brothers punked him bad.

“You’re a good sport,” I said as we walked along the moonlit trail toward our campsite.

“It was a fun night,” he agreed, bringing our joined hands to his mouth and pressing a kiss to my knuckles. “I always have a good time with you, Cheyenne. Even when I’m singing in front of a crowd.”

“I wouldn’t repeat that in front of my brothers if I were you. They are never gonna let you live this down.”

“As long as they let me live. You know they’re loading up their shotguns, just waiting for me to fuck things up with you.”

“I know you aren’t going to fuck it up. And my opinion is the only one that matters.”

He stopped and turned to face me, the moonlight illuminating his intense stare. “I can’t promise you I won’t fuck up at some point. I’ve never done this before.

“But what I can promise you is that I’m going to try hard to be a good boyfriend. I want this to work between us, Cheyenne. I’ve never wanted anything this bad in my life.”

“I believe you,” I whispered, rising on my toes to plant a kiss on his mouth. “I know things won’t be perfect. There will be rough patches. But we’ll figure it out together.”

He pulled me into his arms. “God, I love you.”

My heart soared. Even though he’d said it the night before, I enjoyed hearing it again. Those three words meant so much, and I knew it must have taken a lot of courage for him to say them. “I love you too, Abe.”

“Now,” he said as we entered the RV. “Time for you to hold up your end of the bargain.” He stalked toward me with a devilish glint in his eyes.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, batting my eyelashes.

“Oh, yes, you do, you little vixen.” He unbuckled his belt and pulled it through the loops. “Unzip me so I can get out of my pants and get comfortable for my blow job.”

“Those are words I bet you never expected to say.”

“Definitely not,” he chuckled before narrowing his eyes at me. “Now unzip me, baby.”

I popped the button free, then tugged at the zipper, but it wouldn’t budge. “It’s stuck.”

“You’re pulling my leg.”

“No, I’m not.” I knelt down so I could get a closer look. “It’s completely stuck, Abe. It looks like it’s caught on your shirt or your briefs.”

“Shit!” He attempted to strip off his T-shirt, but it wouldn’t budge. His face took on a panicked look. “Shit. It’s caught. I’m gonna have to tear it.”

I shrugged and stood up so I could get out of his way. “Do what you gotta do.”

He grabbed the neckline and ripped it apart, emerging from the shirt like Bruce Banner transforming into the Hulk.

“Oh fuck, it feels good to be out of that thing,” he said, finally pulling it loose from his jeans and tossing it onto the sofa. “Now, about that blow job?”

“Oh my God! You have a one-track mind.”

“Yes, I do.” He grinned wickedly as he dropped his jeans and boxers to the floor and wrapped his hand around the base of his erect cock. His hairless erect cock.

“You ~shaved~?”

“Well, yeah. I wanted this to be good for you.”

I shook my head in surprise at his consideration and walked into the bedroom. He followed, sprawling out on the bed on his back. “Whenever you’re ready, sweetheart.”

I stripped down to my bra and panties and crawled onto the bed. My eyes landed on my pillow. Something niggled in my brain.

I glanced at Abe’s pillow. Solid navy. I pulled down the comforter. Solid navy sheets. The ones I put on before we left Calgary the day before. But my pillow was encased in purple plaid.

“Abe?”

“Yeah?”

“Did you change my pillowcase?”

“What?”

“My pillowcase. It doesn’t match. I would never do that.”

“I didn’t change it, baby.”

“Then who did?” I asked quietly, shivering as nervous tingles shot up my spine.

“You must have. There’s nobody else here. And I’m pretty sure someone didn’t break into the RV, steal your pillowcase, and take the time to put a new one on.”

He cocked one eyebrow and tilted his head with an amused smirk.

“Yeah,” I whispered. “I guess that makes sense.”

“Come here, sweetheart. Let me take your mind off the pillowcase. I’ll distract you by letting you suck my cock and swallow, just like you promised.”

He gave me a toothy grin before pulling me onto his chest and taking possession of my mouth with a searing kiss.

“Oh. My. God. One-track mind.”

“Well, yeah,” he mumbled against my lips. “You tell a man you’ll give him head, he won’t be thinking about much else.”

I laughed as I slid down his hard body, peppering his abs with light kisses before taking his cock in my hand, gently stroking, using my thumb to tease the head.

Leaning forward, I licked just the tip as I watched him.

The look on his face was priceless. So relaxed, with a blissful smile dancing on his lips. With my hands on his thighs and my thumbs rubbing his balls, I teased him a little.

I licked gently, his cock growing harder with each swipe of my tongue. A deep groan erupted from his throat when I put the head in my mouth, lapping up his pre-cum before taking the whole shaft.

He ran his hands through my hair, thrusting gently into my mouth as I bobbed up and down. When I felt his cock starting to swell, I knew he was close.

I increased the speed of my sucking as he trembled beneath me. The cum came out in full force, spraying down my throat and filling my mouth.

I loved the taste of it, keeping my lips wrapped around him until he was done.

“Holy fuck, baby,” he said. “That was awesome.”

“Was it worth singing in front of strangers?” I laughed.

“Definitely.”