21. Boone

Twenty One

Boone

I couldn’t understand why I was in my head about the date with Aspen. We had been on two already and both were amazing. I felt like more was weighing on this date compared to the others because of what Rhodes said.

Flattening out my shirt in the mirror, I tucked it into my dark-washed jeans. Tonight, I’d leave the hat behind. I dressed up the outfit with my favorite belt and buckle instead.

The dates were planned strategically. First, I taught her something new. That’s why I hoped she’d never been horseback riding before. It worked perfectly. Then a place she already loved to go. The farmers market was another homerun. Last but not least, I tapped into the romantic bone that was so deep in my body I didn’t know I had it.

I wet my fingers under the sink, running them through my hair to tame some of the wild pieces from sticking out. While shaving my face, I left the mustache because I knew she liked it, whether she wanted to admit it or not. After giving myself a once over, I picked my favorite pair of square-toed cowboy boots. I didn’t give Aspen any clues about what we were doing tonight, just to wear something comfortable. Of course, her first question was, “Can I wear a dress?” I would never deny her the chance to wear one.

I left my cabin, not needing to lock up because I knew no one was coming down here, and headed to Aspen’s door. The nerves set in when I raised my hand to knock. I tapped three times with my knuckles, and a quiet “come in” came from the other side. Walking in, I admired the living room and kitchen area. She’d done so much to the place since moving in. It was clear she was getting comfortable. Bookshelves were lining the back wall, not an inch left for a new addition to her collection. Her couch was in the center of the living room space, facing the front door.

“I’ll be ready in a second! I lost track of time while I was writing. Now I’m behind!” she shouted from down the hall, I assumed she was in the bathroom. Instead of yelling to reply, I walked down towards the voice. Aspen was in the bathroom already dressed and her hair was done. Leaning close to the mirror as she applied her mascara, she said, “This is new for me; I’ll adapt, I promise.” She caught my eyes through the mirror. I leaned against the door frame, one boot over the other.

“Take your time, Darling. I’m in no rush.” I assured her because I wanted her to feel good for tonight. Aspen applied a light pink gloss and rubbed her lips together, using her finger to wipe away any extra. Something about that made my blood pressure spike.

“Okay, ready!” she blurted, jumping and twisting to face me. “What do we think?” Modeling her outfit, she swayed back and forth.

While grinning, I muttered, “Perfect.”

She slipped past me and out of the bathroom door frame. Her ass slightly brushed against me, and the slight touch sent me into a daze. Was I that desperate? Following behind her, she grabbed her purse and threw her phone inside.

“Can you give me just a little hint?” she asked, gesturing with her fingers to indicate just how little she meant.

“Nope.” I stood my ground. As much as I wanted to give in, I wouldn’t. The wait would be worth it.

Turning off the gravel driveway, I took my truck down an unmaintained path. The weeds were overgrown, and trees hung in the way. It looked like a scene from a horror film.

“Your super epic and legit surprise is death?” Aspen asked. “Because it feels like you’re taking me to a remote location to make killing me easier.”

“It’s not death!” I said. “It’s creepy, but it’ll be worth it, so shh.”

Aspen didn’t ask any more questions or comment during the drive after that. I could tell she was curious and didn’t have a clue what was going on.

Putting my truck in park, I said, “You stay put,” before climbing out. I ran to the back and opened the tailgate, pulling out the blue bin full of everything I needed to set up.

“Okay, close your eyes, and no peeking!” I said to Aspen while approaching the passenger side. She swung her legs so they dangled from the seat while covering her eyes. I grabbed her waist and helped her down from the truck to walk her to the bed. “On the count of three, you can look,” I whispered in her ear from behind. “1…2…” Pausing heavily at three to build the suspense, Aspen did some kind of shimmy, clearly growing impatient. “3.”

Aspen removed her hands and her jaw dropped. Before us were blankets and pillows lit by soft glowing lanterns. In the middle of the truck bed were two wine glasses and a bottle of her favorite red chilling in an ice bucket with chocolate-covered strawberries to eat while we watched the stars.

“Boone…” she whispered, spinning around to face me completely. The moonlight cast a glow on her features and I couldn’t help but stare. I put my hand on her cheek, rubbing with my thumb.

“I had to pull out the big guns for the grand finale.” I looked into her eyes, fighting the urge to place a kiss on her gloss-covered lips. Breaking away, I pushed her back towards the open tailgate and grabbed her by her hips to hoist her up. Aspen plopped down and scooted towards the pile of pillows. Kicking off my boots and leaving them on the ground, I climbed up next. When we were both settled, I poured us each a glass of wine. I religiously drank only beer or liquor. Though, if Aspen liked it, so did I.

“I’m honestly blown away.” She shook her head in disbelief, taking the glass from my hand. Aspen was wearing the bracelet I bought her. It felt damn good seeing her wear it.

“It’s time to get your creative juices flowing,” I said, sitting back so I was propped up against the truck. Aspen was sitting next to me, close enough that our bodies were touching from ankle to hip. “How’s the writing going?”

Aspen took a sip before answering my question. “Honestly, really good. I’m writing a couple hundred words a day. I haven’t read through any of it yet, but I’m feeling confident.”

“I love to hear that,” I said back. Knowing she was feeling good enough to start made me feel like I was doing something right. We sat in silence, staring up at the sky. It was quiet in the field, the sound of crickets filling the void.

“How’s Logan?” Aspen asked. I’d told her about his reaction to finding out Ellie called. I left out the other parts of the story, more specifically about Rhodes and my feelings towards her. I chickened out once again.

“It’s been good since,” I said. “He hasn’t really said anything about it, and I’ve left it alone too.”

“If you want my opinion, I think it’s more than just because she’s ‘family,’” Aspen commented.

“You think Logan has a crush on my sister?” I never really gave that idea a thought. We’ve all been in each other’s life for so long that I see Logan as a brother and him liking my sister felt weird.

“I mean, what do I know? But, whatever got him to go all ape shit like that tells me maybe there’s something more.” Aspen had a point; his reaction was a bit out of pocket. I reached down and intertwined my pinky with hers. I wanted to be closer to her; my body craved her touch. She leaned her head against my shoulder, cradling her glass of wine closer to her chest.

“Do you think being straight and asking him is a good idea?” I asked.

“It depends on how you feel. Do you think he would be honest?” she countered.

I thought for a moment about how Logan may react. I didn’t know if he would be honest about it, because I still don’t know if his original answer was the truth or not. “No, I don’t think so.”

“Again, not that you asked for my opinion, but if that’s how you feel, maybe wait to see what happens,” Aspen said. She had a good point. I wouldn’t question Logan about it now, just keep an eye from a distance.

Her head was against my chest and our hands were fully intertwined. Something about tonight felt different, less friendly than in the past. It was like we both subconsciously knew that this friendship thing wasn’t going to last and one of us would break. Having her this close in private made me want to break. I needed to kiss her, taste her lips on mine. My heart began to beat faster, I could feel it pulsing in my neck. It was now or never, Boone; buck up.

I took my hand away from hers and placed it under her chin, tilting her head up towards me. Her eyes danced between mine like a pinball in a machine. I was captivated by her beauty. I was so fucking lucky.

I leaned in slowly, touching my lips to hers with a soft peck. I pulled away just enough so I could still feel her lips brush against mine. Did she want this too? I hesitated briefly before going back for more. Placing more soft kisses in bursts on her full lips, Aspen’s hand came up and cupped my cheek. The feeling of her soft hands on my skin was intoxicating. I wove my fingers into her hair to support the back of her head to pull her closer. Aspen’s body moved in sync as she sat up fully and deepened the kiss.

The wine glasses were moved before I lifted her onto my lap, so she could straddle me. Her curves felt like heaven under my touch; my hands mapped out every dip and divot. Aspen’s body rocked against mine, and our kisses turned heavy and rushed. I needed more, I wanted her in every way I possibly could. Aspen nibbled my bottom lip, pulling it down slightly before coming back in for a kiss. She opened her mouth for me, my tongue slipping in and meshing with hers. She tasted like that damn wine, which drove me even more insane. We kissed over and over, and my hands explored her body, grabbing her full ass in my palms. I brought my left hand back and laid a slap on her ass cheek. Aspen yelped and smiled into our kiss, giggling when I grabbed her again. Fuck, she was driving me mad. The only thoughts I had consisted of how desperate I was to feel her around my aching cock. To hear the sounds she’d make as I made her unravel over and over.

Slowly, she touched her fingers to my neck and wandered down to my chest. Her touch made its way under my shirt after pulling it free from my pants. Aspen took her time feeling every ridge on my stomach, each ab getting the attention it deserved. I liked her teasing me. The anticipation grew inside which made me want more. I swore I felt the rumble of a groan against my lips, she wanted me just as bad as I wanted her. Aspen adjusted and grabbed for my belt buckle, pulling away from the kiss like she was asking for permission.

“If you do that, Darling, there’s no stopping what comes next.”

I’d like to think I was good at keeping myself under control, but Aspen Westgrove had been making me question everything I thought I knew about myself. Once she gave the go-ahead, I’d be unleashing a beast from deep inside me. The way I needed her was primal. There was no way I’d be passing up the opportunity this time. I was dumb once, I wasn’t going to let it happen twice.

She nibbled the lobe of my ear slightly before peppering kisses down my neck. “Who said I wanted to stop?” she whispered into my skin. I let my head fall back and a groan escaped my lips. She kissed and licked my neck as she worked to undo my belt. Her teeth left a sting in her wake, she was way too good at this teasing thing.

Aspen popped the button on my pants and I felt the warmth of her hand reach into my boxers, her soft skin made contact with my cock and it jolted from her touch. With devilish intent, she kept playing with my neck and my length at the same time. She squeezed lightly, finding the tip and brushing a finger underneath.

“Fuck, Aspen,” I answered through clenched teeth, she was going to be my undoing. I couldn’t let her play any longer, because I knew I wasn’t going to last another second. There was only one way this night would end and it wasn’t going to be in my pants.

Reaching my hand up, I wrapped it around her throat and squeezed just enough while pushing her away from me. My neck was the easiest way to get me fired up.

Her lips crashed against mine with my hand still around her throat. I laid one long kiss on her plump lips. When I flipped her onto her back, the truck bed rattled.

“Tell me how you want it.” Needing to tease her, I bit at the soft skin under her ear. I straddled her while pinning her arms above her head. I’d give her a taste of her torture. My cock was rock hard and uncomfortable pushing against my jeans. I sat up straight and still held her down, my hand not coming away from her throat.

“Hard,” she demanded, not breaking eye contact with me. “Rough,” she moaned. I moved my hand from her throat and placed my thumb on her bottom lip. Her tongue darted out, licking the tip. I gave her what she was begging for and slipped my thumb into her mouth. Aspen sucked hard, using her tongue to circle it. “Hot,” she mumbled. This was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced. It was total bullshit when she said she didn’t know what she was doing because this woman was going to make me finish way too quickly.

“Christ,” I muttered, my eyes rolling in the back of my head. Aspen got a kick out of seeing me crumble. She smiled around my thumb and spit it out. I was completely turned on and I couldn’t wait any longer.

My cock was going either in her mouth or between her slick thighs, it was just a matter of where she wanted it. I took my hand back and grabbed her breast through her dress. I could see the peaks of her hard nipples under the fabric. Her breasts were barely being held in by the top of her dress, which was perfect for me. I pulled down her straps and let her breasts free. They were perfect and plump, and her nipples were a dusty pink.

Using the thumb she was sucking, I lightly touched her nipple, flicking and rubbing in circles. The soft skin felt like silk beneath mine. With my free hand, I reached into my pants and stroked my cock. Aspen reached up and pulled my pants down just enough for me to spring free.

“Lord, help me,” Aspen prayed, her head falling back against the truck bed. I laughed, bending down and taking the nipple I was playing with between my teeth. I bit down lightly and pulled away, letting it pop out of my mouth. She tasted salty, sweat glistened on her bare skin. I stood up to remove my jeans all the way, which left me in just my T-shirt.

“Come on, Cowboy. You might as well just take it all off,” Aspen teased, the look on her face begging for more. She bit her bottom lip and sat up, unzipping the back of her dress to shimmy out of it. When she got it down, she kicked it to the side. Laying down under me in nothing but her black lace thong, I admired the curves of her body, her full hips and round breasts. This right here was heaven on earth. I grinned at the sight before me. A woman who seemed so put together and timid was unraveling at my touch.

“Before I keep going, I need to hear you say you want this,” I growled, now kneeling over her body.

“I want you, Boone. Right. Now,” she proclaimed, her eyes not leaving mine. That was all I needed to hear.

“Then I need you out of this pathetic excuse for panties.” I hooked my thumbs into the band and pulled down. Her pussy was on full display, she was slick with need and it was all for me. There’s no way I was ever going to share.

Aspen kicked off her underwear and they went flying somewhere into the dried-up field. That was a problem for later. Right now, all I wanted was for her to take my cock. I placed a finger on the top of her clit and used my thumb to make circles, her body bucking slightly beneath me. Using my free hand, I pinned her hips down against the truck bed.

“Boone,” she moaned. Hearing my name on her lips was music to my ears. It was my new favorite song.

“I would keep teasing you, Darling, but you’re already soaked for me,” I said, bringing my glistening thumb to my mouth. “Look at me.” Aspen did as I asked. “Good girl,” I muttered and slowly sucked her wetness off my thumb.

“Fuck, I need you in me. Now,” Aspen begged, her jaw clenched. I reached for my pants, digging out a condom from my wallet. I held it up, but she grabbed it from my hands, ripping it open with her teeth. I’d never had a girl rip a condom open with her canines before. She unlocked a fantasy I didn’t know I had.

She sat up and my cock was in her face. Aspen pulled the condom out, and before rolling it down my length, she took almost all of me in her mouth. She gagged and looked up with tears in the corners of her eyes. She went in again, taking me deeper this time. My cock sprang from her lips, making a popping sound before she rolled the condom down my length.

Settling between her, I spread her thighs wide so I could fit. I touched my tip to her entrance and pushed slowly as she expanded around me. She took me so well. In awe, I watched as she fell apart. Her head fell back, and she bit down on her lip.

“Do you need me to stop?” I asked.

“No way,” she laughed, “keep going. I can take it.” A woman of her word, she took all of me. I pumped in and out over and over, adding a deep thrust at the end. Aspen felt so fucking good. I took her one leg and placed it on my shoulder to give me a better advantage, to get as deep as possible.

“Yes,” she moaned as I plunged into her. She felt so good around me, her walls squeezed tight, and I knew she was close. Her nails dug into my back, scraping down my skin. The pain brought me back to life, stirring up something inside me. The hair on the back of my neck was dripping with sweat, and I drove into her pretty pussy again. The release built the bottom of my spine, blacking out my vision as I came with her.

“You are so good,” I huffed, holding myself up with my hands hovering over her. Aspen’s chest heaved, her breaths fast and shallow. “Please let me do that again.”

“Oh hell yeah,” she replied, laughing. “That will be happening again.”

I climbed off her, trying to find my boxers and pants to put them back on. I remembered I had to hunt for her underwear. Jumping from the truck bed, I worked my button shut on my pants and tried to find her thong. Since it was so dark, I couldn’t see the black fabric without lighting. Aspen decided to put her dress on, forgetting the underwear. Helping her clean up, I used one of the blankets I brought. She laid back down exhausted, and I knew we were both going to sleep well tonight.