Chapter 16

Parker

The stars are bright in the sky, and I'm feeling a tug in my chest as Tess's hand fits into mine while I escort her from her house to my truck. Her skin is soft against my calloused fingers, making me think of those silk sheets she introduced me to versus my cotton ones. It’s just one more thing she’s shown me throughout our short time together.

"Where are we headed?" Tess asks, her voice laced with that thrill she gets when I surprise her.

"Somewhere special," I reply, keeping it vague. The corner of her mouth quirks up.

As I turn the key, the engine rumbles to life, and I feel it's a metaphor for what Tess does to me. She revs me up, pushes me past the fences I've built around myself. Love was always a cautious word in my book, something you handle like a skittish foal, gentle and patient. But Tess? She teaches me it can be wild, untamed, and fearless.

And thinking of fearless, my mind drifts to the bedroom – a place where Tess has turned from guide to goddess, showing me pleasures I didn't even know to wish for. I used to think love-making was straightforward, but with Tess, it's like discovering a hidden path where every twist, every turn is a new thrill.

Tonight, I'm taking what she's taught me, and I plan to explore her body.

"Whatever you've got planned, Rowdy," Tess murmurs, leaning closer, her breath a warm tease against my ear, "I'm all in."

"Good," I say, shifting to adjust my rapidly hardening cock.

As we pull away, leaving the small town of Heartville behind us, I realize I’m not scared of risking my heart anymore. With Tess, every day with her is a win.

The truck's engine hums steady as my heartbeat quickens, each mile a step closer to revealing what I've got up my sleeve.

"Are we heading to another planet, cowboy?" She chuckles, making me smirk at her guess.

"Maybe not another planet," I say, "but I reckon it'll feel outta this world."

Tess shifts in her seat, leaning toward the window. "I love a good mystery, but you're killing me, Parker Fields."

"Patience, Pixie, good things come to those who wait," I tease, tapping the steering wheel with my fingers.

The tires crunch on gravel as we veer off the main road, the headlights carving a path through darkness. We're alone out here, just us and the open country.

"Feels different tonight. Does it to you?" Tess asks.

"Tonight's special." My voice drops an octave lower.

"Special how?" Her question is a whisper.

"Guess you'll find out soon enough." I wink at her, keeping one hand on the wheel while the other finds hers, intertwining our fingers.

We drive deeper into the country, where the land opens up. It's just the rattle of the truck and the beat of two hearts ready to collide in the best way. And the further we get from everything familiar, the closer I feel to Tess, to this night, to every possibility that waits on the horizon.

I'm about to show her that cowboys don't just ride into sunsets. We chase after the night too, eager for the wild and unknown. Tonight, I'm all in – heart, body, and soul. I’m so excited to see the look on her face when she sees what I've got planned.

With the truck finally in park at the spot I picked just for tonight, I hop out and rush over to the passenger door to open it and help Tess down. Her short legs make her have to literally jump up into the truck each time she gets in.

“There’s a meteor show that will be happening in just a little while. I’ve got to get us set up to watch it. Okay?” I ask and grab her hand to guide her to the back of the truck.

“Oh, wow! I’ve actually never seen a meteor show in real life before,” Tess admits.

As she’s looking around the dark area only lit from the lamp on the tailgate and my truck lights, I move around the truck, working to set everything up in the back like I had planned. I’ve made sure to park us at the end of the dirt road that I know no one will come down, and where the trees are not as heavy populated so we can get a good viewing of the meteors shooting through the sky.

“Tonight, I’ve planned for an orgasmic meteor show.” Wave my hand in the direction of the back end, showing her that I’ve got a rollout mattress, blankets, and pillows laid out and a picnic basket sitting there on the side.

“Sounds great! I can’t wait.”

“Good thing, we are going to do things a little unconventional tonight.”

“Yes, please. Tell me more. You know how I like to shake things up.” The tiny lady before me bounces on her tiptoes and claps her hands.

“Let’s get you up here and prepared. I brought you a few presents.” I open the basket and hand her the red gift sack.

“Thank you, Parker. You didn’t have to get me anything.” She opens it and takes a peek inside. “Oh, thank you . You know me so well.” Her smile is infectious, making me smile too.

“Up you go.” I reach under her arms, pick her up and place her ass on the tailgate. Her short, pleated skirt flares out with the breeze, and I get a glimpse at her bare pussy. “No panties? You naughty girl. Now, get up in there and give me one of the things in your bag,” I instruct.

She pulls a leather cuff that has fur on the underside, and I buckle it on her wrist. We continue this same thing until each limb is cuffed.

“What are you going to do with these?” she asks and pulls out four short straps with latches.

“Those, my dear, are snap loc ratchet tie downs that will hook into the truck anchors on each corner of the truck bed. “See those here.” I point to them but watch her reaction as she shifts from her knees being open in a kneeling position to closing them. Probably trying to stop the linking of wetness that I’m sure is there.

“Alright. I’m excited.” She beams at me again.

“Here’s another gift bag you can see what’s in it while I work to get these secured. I’ve got a lot planned you’re your pretty, little body tonight.”

“Thank you, Rowdy.” She takes the second gift sack, opens it and begins digging through it as I lock in the straps on each corner of the truck and then adjust their lengths so that my little lady will be in a perfect spread eagle position for me.

“This bag is full of all the good stuff,” she announces just as I finish the last one.

“Agreed. It’s time for the show. Let’s get you in position for you to be able to have the best viewing sight possible.

“Yes, please.”

“Lay down with your head on the pillow,” I direct, and she obeys. Then I take each wrist and ankle and snap the strap on the cuff and tighten the slack so that they are nice and snug. “How do you feel?”

“Amazing,” she states, and I can smell her arousal as I move across her body to get out of the truck and turn off all the lights. “Wow, it’s so dark. The sky is so clear. The stars and moon are the only light. It’s gorgeous.”

“It really is.” But I’m not looking up. My full attention is on her and the way she looks spread wide open just for me. “All I want you to do is keep staring at the sky. The meteors will be shooting directly overhead any moment, and I don’t want you to miss them. Okay?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.” Then I move in on her body, making it mine to take. First, I unbutton her white button down top and see that there is not a bra either. “Have I ever told you that I’m one hundred percent on board with you hating under garments?”

She chuckles and tries to shift a little in her tie downs, but she can’t move.

I sit on my butt and get ready to pleasure her body a good while. Yeah, I told her the shower was going to happen any moment, but truthfully, it’s still at least an hour away.

My hands stroke down her chest, arms, and legs with a feather like touch, causing her to shiver. I purposefully avoid touching her breast and center and I make my journey all over her body.

From the sack, I pull the silver chain out that has nipple claps attached to each end.

“Oh, wow. Look!” Tess says and involuntarily moves her arm to point, but remembers it’s tied down and giggles. “Anyways. It was a shooting star.” Then she looks down her chest to check to see what I’m doing.

"Shooting star," I say, my voice a low rumble against her ear. "Make a wish."

"Don't need to," she mumbles. "Got everything I want right here."

“Nice, but no looking down here. Keep your eyes up on the sky. You don’t want to miss the meteor shower,” I scold.

As soon as she’s looking back up, I take her nipples between my fingers, playing with them to bring them to hard peaks so I can add the rubber tipped clams onto each one.

“Awe, you know I love nipple play,” she responds.

“Are you sure about that? Let me check that sweet pussy to see if you are telling me the truth.” I stroke my index finger between her folds to run it through her leaking juices. “Good girl. You were telling the truth. You are soaked.”

I’m addicted to the wet feeling gliding over my fingers, and I take it farther, plunging one digit in and then a second as Tess moans her approval. My little needy pixie spurs me on, and I curl them upward inside her channel and pump them out and up, looking for just the right spot. I’m a cowboy who works on the ranch all day, so my arm strength is way up there, giving me the endurance to do this all night if I want to.

Tess begins shifting in her binds and moaning louder. I know I’ve got her built up and almost ready to explode. So, I pull my hand away, release my cock from my pants, cover it with latex, and ram it into her.

“Ugh, yes!” she screams.

Thrusting in and out, I’m rocking the entire truck until I feel her warmth around my cock increase, and I pull out of her and grab the chain connected to her nipples a tug.

“Fuck, Rowdy!” I drop the chain and all movement forward to have her climax.

“Oh, little girl, you know that’s not my name. You also know that gets you punished,” I say.

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir,” she says to the sky, but I see that smirk on her face.

With the tips of my fingers, I swipe back and forth rapidly on her swollen nub fast and hard, but back off all touches just before she can orgasm.

“Damit!” she yells.

This time I re-insert my fingers in her pussy again and my other hand pulls the nipple chain while I pump them in and out. She’s drenched. My fingers are drenched and the blanket under us is drenched, and I love it.

When her breathing kicks up and her body tenses, this time I release hold of the chain and slide my dick back inside her.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Tess.” I slowly pump in and out and grab the nipple chain again to pull. This time instead of pulling back towards me, I change positions and pull it up. Then I’m riding her, like I would a horse and the chain was my reins directing the horse and telling it where to go.

“Yes, Parker! Oh, God, yes!” she yells.

I reward my woman by allowing her to come on my cock, and then give her another release as I pop the clamps off sending blood straight from her nipples to her already pulsing pussy.

Her pussy walls squeeze me so hard; it makes me chase after her with my climax.

I'm panting, the sweat from my brow drips onto Tess's flushed cheeks as I gently unhook her wrists. My fingers, still trembling, fumble for a moment before releasing the ankle cuffs. The cool night air hits our skin, but it's the warmth between us that feels most pronounced.

"Easy there, darlin'." My voice is hoarse, as I cradle Tess in my arms. She's pliant and soft. Carefully, I drape the thick blanket over her, making sure every inch of her is covered, protected.

Her green eyes catch mine, heavy with satisfaction and trust. We're basking in the afterglow, the kind of deep connection that you can't fake or force.

I pull Tess close against my chest. The fabric of the blanket is rough against my skin, but I don't mind. It's a small discomfort for the privilege of holding her like this.

"Look, Parker!" Tess whispers with a childlike wonder as she points up at the sky.

There’s the show, a streak of silver light cutting across the black canvas above us. It’s like a sign, a cosmic nod to the risks we've taken and the rewards we've reaped.