Midnight Roots (Silver Creek Ranch)

Chapter Thirteen

Dillon

A vantage point, huh? It sounds like a lover’s lane to me if I've ever heard of one. I'm kind of excited. My heart is racing inside my chest. The meal was delicious and paid for, and I hope I didn't make a pig of myself in front of him by eating the whole plate. I know a lot of girls pretend to eat a little and take a doggy bag to devour at home, but he was right about the steak; it was delicious.

I finish my beer as he pays, and I notice he leaves a decent tip.

Decent guy.

Decent meal.

He's a whole package.

I stand up, and he follows me out of the restaurant with a hand on the small part of my back. It doesn't leave me as we cross the parking lot to his truck. He helps me get into it, and I buckle up.

He gets in, and we're off. It's a comfortable silence as we travel, and I almost want him to put his hand on my knee. We drive for an immeasurable amount of time before he pulls off onto a sand road. I'm not scared. Most girls would be, I imagine. But I feel safe with Heston. He's a little strange and a little too quiet, but he is a gentleman.

I fidget slightly, and he glances at me. "You nervous?"

"No, just excited." I smile at him as we drive up a hill and pull into an empty lot. I look out at the expansive countryside under the starry sky. I can just make out what looks like Ironhaven in the distance with its lights. "Oh, wow, this is beautiful."

Heston smiles. "Yup, best view you can get. "

He slides an arm along the back of the seat and sits back. "Ironhaven is beautiful at night, but it is too busy for me during the day. I like peace and quiet."

"After doing a few lunchtime rushes, I can understand wanting peace and quiet. Some of the people in town are real characters." I settle back, resting against his arm.

He strokes my shoulder softly.

"Makes me feel like a teenager, hanging out up here," I say quietly. "You sneak girls up here often?"

"Only beautiful ones, so never before. I’ve come a few times by myself just for the view."

I can feel his calloused fingers on my skin, and I shiver slightly. I turn to face him and smile. He leans over and presses a kiss against my lips. My breath is instantly taken away. I kiss him back, returning the kiss passionately.

He drops his arm around my shoulders, and I shift closer to him. I put a hand on his leg, and he moans softly into my mouth. He breaks the kiss. "Dillon, I don't want to do anything you don't want to...."

"I'm not a teenager," I say quietly. "I know what I want..." I slide my hand to the crotch of his pants, where his dick is already hard and waiting.

He kisses me again, and we shift around, trying to find a comfortable position in the front of his truck.

I rest back as he bears down on me. He breaks the kiss to kiss along my jaw. I can feel his breathing is heavy against my skin. He nips at my neck, and I run my hands up to his shoulders, holding on while he works his way down to my breasts. My cleavage that is showing is savagely attacked by his mouth. He sucks and nips at the tender skin. He raises his one hand and massages my left breast through the material.

I groan loudly, "Oh, Heston."

He drops his hands between my legs and slides it up my bare leg. He reaches my panties and rubs me through them. I can feel my pussy juices soaking through the fabric.

I give a little whimper as he pulls them to the side and fingers my clit with his thumb. It's lazy circles driving me mad. I grind against his hand as he slips two fingers inside of my waiting opening. He starts moving his fingers in and out of me. I move with him, wanting more. The roughness of his hands just has me on edge.

"I want you so bad, darling," he says. "So damn bad."

"Then have me, Heston," I moan. "I'm all yours. "

He pulls his fingers out of me and undoes the zipper on his jeans. He pushes it down along with his boxers, and I see a thick cock already oozing precum waiting for me. He shifts off me as I move and tug my dress higher up.

"Leave the panties on," he moans.

I nod and rest back, spreading my legs a little wider.

He lines up his cock to my wet pussy and rubs the head of it between my folds. The way it spreads my lips causes me to groan again. I can feel the tug of my panties as they're pushed to the side.

"I've never had someone so thick," I murmur.

"I've never had someone so beautiful," he says, leaning down to kiss me as he slowly inches his way into me. I whimper into his mouth, and he moves a little slower, but I can feel he's holding back from what he wants to do. What I want him to do. I break the kiss.

"Don't hold back, never hold back with me."

He nods and pushes into me. He isn't long, but his thickness more than makes up for it, and he reaches the perfect spot. I groan out as he starts to move his hips.

"Dillon," he groans, leaning down to kiss me again.

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back, lost in the passionate throws of sex. I move my hips with his as best I can, considering the angle we're at, but that doesn't stop him from reaching down to thumb my clit while we move. I cry out, but it's swallowed by the kiss.

He moves his thumb faster and his hips harder, and I can feel a pressure building up in my nether regions. I cry out again, dizzy with pleasure as he doesn't stop. I can feel an orgasm ripping through me and can't think of anything else other than the fact I'm coming on this guy's hard dick that's still pile-driving me into the seat.

He continues to move his thumb and hips, and I break the kiss to cry out loudly. The silent cries he swallows are no longer enough for me. I clench around his cock, and I hear him murmur something. Then suddenly, he slows his pace, and then he buries himself deep inside of me. A warmth pooling within me lets me know he's ejaculated.

Thank God I'm on the pill.