I pull out, and put the condom on in record time.
"Do you trust me?" I ask, capturing her gaze.
"Uh huh," she answers, her voice breathy.
"Good," I say, grabbing her hips and flipping her onto her front. "I think your pussy's ready for this. But tell me if it hurts."
Emily moans in approval, and I lightly smack her luscious ass. On my knees, I pull her to all fours and move against her. The tip of my cock is at her dripping wet entrance.
This time, when I push in, her walls take me a little easier. Emily makes several breathy moans as I push into her.
After a second to let her adjust to the stretching, I move my hips again. Her walls grip my shaft as I move back and forth in her. With each thrust, I go deeper than before, until I'm in all the way to the hilt.
"Do you know how many nights I dreamed of being in you like this?"
Emily's moaning and whimpering gets faster.
"I'll tell you, every fucking night. Whenever I closed my eyes, I'd think of all the things I'm going to do to you."
The pitch of her noises is getting higher, sending shivers up my back.
My balls are getting tighter and tighter with each of the sounds she makes. Keeping my movement steady, I reach around and roll her clit between my fingers, making her moans turn to breathless squeals.
"Every night I'd grab my cock and think about what it would feel like to be inside you but it's better than I'd ever imagined. Your pussy was made for me."
Emily lets out a gasping moan, and her arms buckle, her head landing on the mattress as she starts writhing under me.
The sight of her squirming makes me explode. A massive shudder rockets up and down my back as I spill my load into the condom. The only thought going through my head is Goldie is mine, and I'm never letting her go.
We're both breathing heavy, and I lower my body against hers to catch my breath.
"I hope that didn't hurt," I say into her ear, my voice low.
"I only remember the ending, and that most definitely didn't hurt," Emily says, laughing.
I pull out of her and lie beside her. After I take off the condom and drop it on the floor, I pull Emily against me so that I'm spooning her. She's trembling, so I pull on the edge of the bedspread and wrap it over us.
We lie in silence for ages. My arm rises and falls with her breath, and everything feels right.
"You're not really going to stay here long, are you?"
"I'm never leaving you." Not after what I went through to find her.
Now I only have to find a job. I'll start by hitting up every place on this road, places always need muscle, it shouldn't be hard to find something.
I'll do whatever it takes to be with Goldie, even get a nine-to-five job. Somehow.
She chuckles, "I meant in the motel."
"It's my only choice." I shrug. "I got to find a job, then I can find an apartment or something."
"You're not going back to the carnival?"
"I just said, I'm not leaving you." How I'll make that happen is something I still have to figure out, the carnival is all I know. But if they let me work full-time for cash, there must be others.
"I have an idea," she says, rolling to face me.
"Oh?" She'd better not say she wants to join the carnival.
"Since it's winter, no one goes near our pool house. It has a bathroom with a shower and everything. You can stay there and save the money."
"Seriously?"
"Yes, seriously."
"That'd be perfect." I run my hand along her shoulder.
"You just have to be careful my parents don't find out." Hold on, what did she just say? I take my hand from her shoulder.
"Why won't they know?"
"It's down a little hill from the house, and no one goes out there in winter anyway. They'll never know, just don't have the lights on at night, or they'll see from their bedroom window."
"Thanks Goldie, but I ain't sneaking into your parents' house. I'm good here," I say and give her a chaste kiss.
"But it's expensive staying here."
"It's fine."
"But," she hesitates, "Can you afford it?"
"I've had a job for the past decade, why wouldn't I be able to afford it?"
Emily's cheeks flush. "Sorry, I, uh, I just … "
"It's all right, everyone always assumes a lot of shit about carnies that ain't true. I got all my own teeth, I'm not inbred, and I don't smell like cabbage."
I thought Emily was different.
"I wouldn't care even if all the things people say about carnies are true," she says, nuzzling into me.
Silent Scream (Emily)
I'm such an idiot. I hope Steel wasn't offended. We lie in silence, with each breath, I draw him deeper into my core.
There are so many things I wonder about. Where's he from, for starters.
"Are you going to tell me your name?"
"You know my name, Steel."
"I mean your real name."
"Nobody's called me my real name in ten years. I don't even remember what it is."
"Of course you remember your name. Is it something weird. Is it Homer? Jupiter? Bojangles?" Steel's laughing at me, so I carry on. "Are you a boy named Sue?"
"No, I ain't called Sue."
"So why won't you tell me?"
"I'll tell you, I just don't see why it's relevant."
"I don't know. I've just had sex for the first time in my life, and I don't even know the name of the guy I gave my virginity to? Yeah, not at all relevant."
"Okay, but on one condition."
"Anything."
"You never call me it."
"And here I thought you were going to say I had to suck you off or something."
"Didn't think I had to bribe you for that. But if you're telling me I do … "
I chuckle, "No, you don't have to bribe me for anything." Steel's dick twitches against my body.
"Anything?"
"Anything," I say with a coy smile.
"I ain't forgetting that."
"Good." If I wasn't so tender down there, I'd demand he show me what he's talking about right now.
"It's Kayden. And the condition is, you call me Steel."
"Kayden. I like that name. It suits you."
"Does it suit me more than Steel?"
I laugh, "Not with that piercing of yours."
"I was worried the piercing would freak your innocent ass out."
God no. A pierced dick? A tattooed dick? A tattooed and pierced dick? It's so naughty that just thinking about it sends a rush of heat between my legs.
"It's fair to say I'm okay with it."
"Just okay?"
"Maybe a little more than okay," I say, my cheeks hot with how I really feel about it.
Steel pushes his hand into my hair and grips my head. "Do you know how good your mouth felt wrapped around it?"
"Just good?"
"Fuck, Goldie, I wanted to blow my load in your mouth so bad it hurt."
"Now I feel ripped off."
"And here I thought you were a good girl."
"I am a good girl. A good girl who's lying naked in a cheap motel with a carny who has a tattooed, pierced dick. Wanting to suck on that dick until it loses control isn't that much of a leap, is it?"
"Watch yourself, talk like that is going to have to be followed through."
Steel's dick hardens against me, and I reach down to stroke it. My God, it's huge. My fingertips can't even reach my thumb around his cock.
He growls, and pushes on my shoulders. I slide my body down until I'm eye to eye with his dragon. My mouth fills with saliva, desperate to taste it again. To taste all of it this time.
I lick between the two ends of the barbell piercing. Steel's hips push his dick forward, trying to bring it against my lips. I lick and kiss it again around the piecing.
Not taking my eyes off it, I say, "So can I ever call you Kayden?"
"When your toes are curled, you can scream anything you damn well want."
"What about when your toes are curled?"
"Your mouth will be too full to say anything, now suck it."
Steel laces his fingers through my hair and pushes my mouth against his dick. I open, and take it in, pressing my tongue against the hardness. I suck and lick as much as I can, but he pushes my head further against him.
Relaxing my throat to take him in, my body fuels with heat at what I'm doing to him. I relax the rest of my body to let him throat fuck me, all the time I can't stop more and more heat from coursing through me.
I cup his balls, and they draw tighter and tighter against him. Steel relaxes his grip on my head, and I pull my head away enough to get the tip of his dick back on my tongue and my hand around the base.
Pushing my tongue all around his pierced head, and I suck.
Steel groans, a long primal groan that he has no control over. His dicks surges under my hand. His cum sprays over my tongue and down my throat. The muscles in my back quiver at his taste. I leave my mouth on him until he pulls me away, back up into his arms.
"If you get yourself on the pill, I can fill your pussy like that too."
Without waiting for me to reply, his lips connect with mine. We slowly explore each other's mouths, his tongue finding parts of me I didn't know existed.
He breaks our kiss, and in a low voice asks, "Are you sore?"
I'm conflicted. It's definitely sore down there, but also full of heat from having his dick in my mouth.
"A little," I finally admit.
"Fine, I ain't touching it right now. I'm never doing nothing that'd hurt you."