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Hot Sex on the Range (Prince & LingeringDesire)

Zach was in his own world of pleasure just teasing Katie's perfect breasts. He'd licked, sucked, nibbled, flicked, kneaded, caressed and squeezed those luscious mounds until her writhing body beneath him was becoming a distraction. It was increasingly growing difficult for him to keep his mouth on her as she bucked and shook beneath him, puffy nipples jiggling away and tearing out of his gripping teeth at times. But he redoubled his efforts, thinking she was getting close to something... could a woman orgasm from just having her nipples played with? It was an interesting thought as he flicked his tongue around one of her hardened buds while pinching the other lightly.

On a whim, he decided to see if could check her arousal and slid a hand down her stomach to rub between her legs. He was shocked at how wet he found her, juices dripping out of her lips and pooling beneath her in the bed. He cupped her there and felt her hips driving against his palm, her whimpers and moans becoming more urgent.

"Do you like this?" he asked, releasing her nipple briefly from his mouth. "Do you want me to rub you down there... or just play with your breasts?"

He gave her a coy grin and lowered his mouth to her aching nipples again, while lifting his softly circling hand from her hot pussy. He fluttered that wet hand slightly to drive air onto her sweating sex.

"Tell me what you want.. I can't hear you!" he asked again teasingly, tongue now circling her other nipple while he enjoyed her speechless state of tormented pleasure. Those nipples seemed so hard now, bigger than before. Every little touch of them seemed to make her quiver. He brought his hand up, fingers soaked with her juices and started to trace them around her breasts, coating her soft flesh and rubbing her throbbing nipples with her own cum.

He was starting to lust to see her cum under his hands. He had been so consumed with his own orgasm when he had fucked her earlier in the night that he now relished the thought of watching with full attention how she looked like when she felt such pleasure. He wanted to learn every little spot that brought her pleasure and it seemed like her nipples could get her almost there by themselves.

He lowered his head and lightly seized a nipple with his teeth, tasting her juices on it. He flicked his tongue over the nipple as he held it in his jaws. She had seemed to enjoy this earlier.... and maybe a little pinching of that other nipple with his lubricated fingers. Yes, that seemed to go over well.
 
She cooed and moaned at his slight touches, she needed him to stroke and to take her there, over the edge to bliss. Instead his hand left her after allowing her to grind down on his palm, the aching bud pebbled and rising above her lower lips. It swept along his palm as she writhed beneath him. Oh how she ached, a sweet agony of need and desire sweeping through her. Katie could only nod and arch her back to lift her breasts to him as her hips ground on his hand. The air caused her to moan louder.

Barely able to breathe as he suckled her nipples into his mouth again. She groaned harder, louder, his slight touches taking her there, closer and closer to the point of no return. There was a pull in her lower abdomen, the building of pressure that he'd given her when taking her on the table. The explosive energy that she thought had come from his rough taking of her, apparently that was not the case. She knew he'd found her dripping and lifted his fingers to coat her tightly pebbled nipples. Katie gasped as his fingers stroked her nipples into even harder peaks.

"Oh god... Zach... I want.... you..." She hissed out as he dropped his head to grip her nipple with his teeth again. His hand dipped again and flitted around her aching hole, teasing the entrance to her body. her channel clenched around his questing fingers. He swirled his tongue, same as he swirled his fingers at her entrance. Her hips undulated and rose to gain him deeper than his teasing allowed.

Katie could swear she hear him chuckle as his hand left her pussy and moved to caress and tweak her nipple hard. This was what she needed, his teeth gripping her nipple hard while his other hand rolled the sensitive bud. Her back arched and she screamed out his name. Her body shuddered and her nectar gushed from between her legs. A powerful orgasm rocketed through her body, eyes closing as she shuddered. The sensation seemed to last forever as she rocketed higher and higher, gasping for breath as she continued to cry out.
 
Zach was a little surprised as he heard and felt Katie cum from only his urgent teasing of her breasts. Exploring Katie was yielding new discoveries by the second and the fact that she could have such an intense orgasm from just his sucking and tweaking of her puffy nipples was strangely erotic. He felt his own cock, despite having cum twice already tonight, twitch at this new revelation. His nipples, while mildly sensitive, could certainly provide nowhere near enough stimulation to get him even close to cumming. He kept up his playing until she seemed to come back down, her whimpers growing softer and breathing getting deeper and slower.

Her juices had gushed out and sprayed his thigh between her legs and her body still trembled softly. He could probably just let her rest now, and go to bed. But he still wanted to do more, to see what else he could get from her in terms of a reaction. Was she too drained for another orgasm? He started to kiss down her stomach, lips and tongue teasing that soft and pale flesh as it still rose and fell deeply from her excitement. He lingered by her bellybutton, exploring that little divot, before wandering lower until his mouth was moving in the red curls of the hair above her mound.

His hands slid down to grasp her knees and he lifted them up and pushed them wide, spreading Katie before his face in all her glory. He lifted his head and started at her swollen and glistening lips, she seemed to clench slightly under his gaze and a trickle of her sweet nectar dripped from the bottom of her channel. She had leaked everywhere, coating her thighs with her sticky arousal and he began to lap his tongue around her inner thighs, meticulously cleaning her off with strokes that got closer and closer to her swollen sex until at last he licked around her puffy outer lips in a slow circle.

"Should I stop Katie? Are you too tired for more?" he asked teasingly, knowing based on the round of panting and whimpering she had begun that she was indeed, ready for more. He lowered his mouth to her and began to lick through her folds again, this time hungrily drinking in as much of her flowing juices as he could, teasing and running through her folds and furrows, and pushing deep into her wet and hot passage. She was squirming and moving under her mouth now, pushing herself against him and urging him to move his mouth to the one area he had neglected on purpose. The pink and shiny nub at the top of her sex, half-covered in a wrinkled hood of flesh. He knew how sensitive that was and saved it for last, after she seemed to be distraught at how he ignored it.

"You want me to lick you here?" he asked and coyly brushed it with the tip of his tongue. "You really want me to lick you there? Tell me how much you would like it."

He circled that throbbing nub of pleasure slowly now, avoiding touching it directly as his tongue orbited with heavy pressure on the skin around it. Again and again he circled it before he finally took it into his mouth to suck deeply. He savored it in his lips as his tongue fluttered over it deep inside his mouth. Each suck seemed to make her quiver and spasm and he kept his rhythm slow at first, not letting her build to an orgasm yet. First, he brought his fingertips up to slide through her folds, rubbing them gently and teasing her opening. At last he slid one into her deeply, feeling her clench that digit tightly in her hot and wet passage. He curled it inside of her, turning it in every direction before finding a spongy ridge of pleasure at the top that seemed to make her shudder every time his fingertip pushed against it.

His other fingers were dangling below and he brushed one against her puckered ring. He hadn't given that area much thought, but felt it clench and tighten at his light touch. Intrigued, he let his finger start to circle that as his mouth and forefinger kept up their insistent motion on her sex. He circled that taboo ring, fascinated as it seemed to be extremely sensitive and make Katie wriggle and tremble as he pushed against it harder and harder until the tip of his ring finger slipped in with surprising ease. He now pleased her with three spots, his suckling mouth on her clit, his curling and thrusting finger inside her, and this new digit that pushed in and out of her ass as he started to increase his pace. Coaxing her to cum again for him.
 
Her soft mewls and gasps for air quieted as she recovered. Katie felt her pussy still tingling as her body continued to ache for his filling her. The idea that she could cum for him that hard and still desire him scared her. She'd never known such a longing and the frustration of not having him pulled soft tears from her eyes. Flitting up over him she watched as he slowed in his suckling and teasing of her nipples. The buds ached from so much stimulation as she realized his head was traveling south, very slowly.

"Zach?" She whispered, face blushing. Would he understand her want of him, her need to have him or would he be disappointed in her, only wanting her to want him when he wanted her? The poor girl was confused. Rising up on her elbows she watched him place gentle kisses down her body. Her face broke into a smile as he paid extra attention to her belly button, a ticklish spot for her. But it didn't last long and her heart began to race as his head dipped lower.

When his hands parted her pale thighs she had the urge to cover her damp sex with her fingers. Embarrassed. Ashamed. All these emotions made her thighs tremble as she lay spread before him, unmoving. Her body tightened when his gaze shift, trying to close up so he wouldn't be disappointed in her. She felt the drenched sheet beneath her bottom and the slight rolling of drips along her thighs. What surprised her was his sudden attack, licking the nectar from her body... a sweet torment all it's own as he moved closer to her aching pussy. The actions of his tongue caused her legs to quiver as she lay there, spread before her husband like a prized meal.

"No...." Her answer came softly, though she really didn't need to give him an answer. His mouth moved over her, tongue tracing over the needy folds as she gasped, moaned and whimpered. Her hips undulated lifting and pressing rhythmically to his mouth. If only this could show him how badly she wanted HIM buried there. He tasted her for a while, leaving her gasping for breath... though noticing how he ignored the bud of her clit. That one pleasurable spot that pulsed to life and begged to be pressed, nosed, touched, licked, sucked and lastly, bit.

The flick of his tongue, coupled with his words caused her to rise from the bed with the action... before falling back to it breathlessly. "...Yes..." She gasped, barely able to find the word. Her brain sparked to life as her spoke, trying to come up with a simple answer. The anticipation of his movements left her squirming, hips wiggling to keep up. "Puh-puhlea-zzzze Zach..." She whimpered in the most sincere way possible to voice her need. She gasped when it happened, unsure if he'd comply or not. Her thin fingers gripped the sheets at her sides, threatening to tear them to shreds with her hold.

Each new movement or action caused her deep pleasure and a sincere moan to fall from her lips. Her eyes remained open, half-lidded, but open and focused on him. Even through the blur of pleasure and the haze of lust she watched. His finger entered her after toying with the entrance for so long causing her to sigh in relief, her body reacting and clenching that digit in greeting. The motions of his finger caused her to squirm and writhe under him, that sensitive bud being teased and licked and sucked in his warm mouth.

A desperate whimper left her lips when he brushed upon something that caused her more pleasure, her body writhed upon his finger. Whatever it was he hit, it felt good. She only tensed slightly when she felt his finger near her anus. However the other pleasures quickly over came her and she felt him continue to press there. If it made him happy she would allow him, as awful as it felt to relinquish that control, she loved him and wanted to keep him happy. A happy Zach would stay with a willing Katie, the words hurt her... they didn't mention love. However, this was all part of being raised in the beginning of life by a town whore... a happy man would stay with a willing woman.

The words fell away when he began to tunnel his fingers into both her vagina and her ass. His lips suckling on the sensitive bud of her clit. She gasped at the overwhelming pleasure the sensations combined, brought her. He was once again on a mission. her hips moved, rising and pressing to him, riding his fingers on a wave of desire. Katie wanted to cum for him as badly as he wanted to take her there. Unwilling to disappoint she pressed her feet to the bed and lifted her body from the mattress.

Rocking on her feet she rode his fingers, head falling back and red hair trailing over the mattress. So wanton and needy she gave him her everything and gave into the pleasure. It was too much. Higher and higher he took her until her body paused. Coming to a screeching halt she clenched every muscle in her body. her mouth opened and she screamed in pleasure. The sound was loud and the orgasm she experienced caused her entire body to stiffen and pulse.

Her nectar flowed freely from her body even as it collapsed to the bed as her arms gave out. Her breasts jiggled with the actions as her hips continued to move against his face and fingers, riding him as she cried out, softer now as the nectar moved from her body slowly. Her heart raced and her breath was in pants. Her eyes were slowly opening and closing as she groaned, her hips coming to a stop and she reached for him. Still she yearned to have him but her body was worn out. Like a spring extended out too far and now laying stretched out once finished being played with. She collapsed, a wide smile crossing her lips.
 
Zach was lost in his own world comprised only of Katie's most intimate and taboo areas. It felt so wrong and so hot at the same time to be burrowed between her legs, mouth on her clit as his fingers pumped into her sex and ass. All that mattered was her body writhing under him, the throbbing of her clit, her soft mewling moans, the clenching of her walls on his two fingers, her intoxicating aroma, and the tangy taste of her juices that flowed free over his face and hand. He felt her moving faster, squeezing his fingers harder with her hidden muscles, hips bucking enough that he felt like he was riding a filly with his mouth and hand, just trying to stay in the saddle as her pleasure built greater and great. And when she finally came, it felt as if she just exploded under him, body stiffening and thrashing, muscles spasming, and juices gushing out softly to wet his chin and hand. Wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her body as Zach did his best to keep her cumming, realizing that unlike him she seemed to last longer in that state of rapture. At long last, when his jaws and hand were burning with exertion, her breathing became more regular and her fingers on his hair tugged him up and off her now too sensitive flesh.

Zach slid up her body and embraced her, pulling her into a long and deep kiss that he knew would let her taste her own juices on Zach's lips and tongue. He held her like that, exploring her mouth tenderly, feeling her heart racing in her chest as her soft breasts pressed against him, hands sliding under her to run through sheets sticky with her sweat, following her curves as she writhed slightly in response to his kiss. Finally he rolled over to his side next to her, breathing hard himself. His cock was throbbing and erect again, he realized, but almost in an aching and painful way after all his earlier activity. It brushed against her hip awkwardly as he let his hand cup on of her breasts. He didn't think she had it in her to have sex again, or even suck his dick, and was almost too tired and drained himself to fathom doing more with her tonight. So he lay there, hardness pressed against her and just enjoyed their intimacy again.

"Katie, thank you, I could do that all night to you," he whispered. "I know we just met, but I couldn't be happier right now. I couldn't imagine a more perfect wife."
 
Her lips met his eagerly. The taste of her was permeating his mouth, it was exciting... just like the first time. Only this time she was much more exhausted. The kiss was not urgent, each of them exploring the other slowly. Her hands gripped at his hair and along his shoulder, her breasts heaved and her heart raced as she continued coming down from her high.

Everything in the room was heat and smelled of sex. Her body pulsed and she lifted to him, wanting to be held tight and pressed to his stronger body. A body he swore would protect her, she believed him. The kiss ended with both of them panting. She'd felt his erection and wanted him inside her, even just to sleep for the night, though she wasn't sure if it worked that way or not.

A happy Zach would keep a willing Katie, those sad words echoed around in her head when he fell to the bed at her side. His cock rubbed against her hip as his hand cupped her aching breast. Overly stimulated and still tingling under his hand. She turned to face him, the cool air rushing in through the windows and over their sweat slicked bodies.

His words were soft, genuine. She was certainly glad he hadn't done that all night, she would have passed out she was sure. But she gave him a wide smile and lifted one hand to run along his face. "I feel the same Zach," She whispered, finding her voice. "You are MY perfect husband, I treasure you." She nuzzled his cheek. "I wish I had the strength to take care of this again." She said dropping a hand to the throbbing pole between them.

"Perhaps in the morning I can take care of it?" She offered, her eyes beginning to droop. She was so tired. She moved into him. Her head tucking perfectly under his chin as she held him. "W-we could wipe off and go to the other bed... it's dry over there." She giggled softly, before kissing his jaw and settling. She shivered against him, her body cooling after all the exertion and excitement of the night.
 
Zach was extremely tired himself and while Katie's hand on his aching member felt good, he also was enjoying holding her in his arms, their bodies slick with their sweat and juices. He didn't want to let go of her and was content to pull her closer as she nuzzled her head into his neck, her red tresses fanning around them. He closed his eyes and kissed the top of her head as he felt his tiredness start to overtake him.

"No, we don't have to move, I want to stay here with you," he whispered back as he drifted to sleep.

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Zach woke up the next morning and instantly realized the bed was empty. For a second, he had a horrible panicked feeling that the entire previous day was just a dream. It seemed ludicrous now that a beautiful woman had arrived at his doorstep claiming to be his wife and then fucked him silly all night long. How could that have really happened?

He glanced around the small house in worry and there was no one else in it. He let out a groan of confusion, suddenly worried that he had been dreaming. But, he could smell her on the pillows and in the sheets. Her hair, her body, the lingering scent of their lovemaking. And yes, there was some of her clothes peeking out of a dresser. And someone had started the fire while he slept. But where had she gone?

Just then the door opened and Katie walked in wearing a light dress and looking simply radiant in the sunlight that flooded the room and formed a halo around her, shining through her red hair.

"Hey Katie," said Zach, throwing back the covers and belatedly realizing he was fully nude, his limp cock swinging as he sat up. Oh well, she's seen it all before he thought, but a thrill still shot through him as he stood, fully naked in front of this woman who was in many ways still a complete stranger to him. His cheeks flushed as he thought that, realizing that the stretch he was doing further put his manhood on display. He ran his hand through his grizzled beard, wondering if he should shave it suddenly.

"I got worried that you were just a dream when I woke up!" he said with a sheepish smile. He paused awkwardly, unsure what he should do. It felt strange to run over and kiss her like he wanted to while he was fully naked and she fully clothed.
 
"Good, cause yours are the only arms I ever want to fall asleep in." Her voice was broken by a few yawns and soon after she slipped into a sound sleep. Their first night should have ended like this, the young couple asleep in each others arms after a pleasure filled evening. It was perfect and Katie wanted it no other way.

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The sun crept along the floorboards when she opened her eyes. Zach was curled about her, warm body wrapped protectively around hers. She smiled and kissed his cheek. There were things to do and laying in bed, though nice, sadly wasn't on the list. Slipping from his grasp she moved to the tub of cold water and dipped in a bucket. Rousing the fire she placed the bucket at its edge to warm while she picked out her clothes.

Washing and dressing she pulled on a light blue floral dress that brought out the color of her hair. She braided her hair back. Scooped out all the water from her tub and then mixed up the ingredients for johnny cakes. She had a bit of bacon in the larder and needed fresh eggs. Instead of hunting down her own shoes she slipped her small feet into his boots and laced them up to hurry out to the coop.

A short dark complexioned man roamed the yard. She smiled and waved at him before ducking into the coop. The preacher's family near the home for girls raised chickens, so Katie knew exactly what to do. In the skirt of her dress she placed the eggs. Four since they'd worked up an appetite and she expected Zach to be hungry. Perhaps this breakfast would butter him up enough to take her to town for a few things.

Realizing she had yet to check the smokehouse, she decided to talk with Zach. Maybe they had a cellar some where to store their canned items and preserved meats. The door opened and she couldn't see into the dim interior, but the voice of her husband greeted her. She smiled in his direction and closed the door. Seeing him standing there fully nude made her tremble. Placing the eggs in a bowl she was soon in his arms. She didn't care that he was naked.

Wrapping her arms about him she pressed closed and kissed him deeply. Enjoying the taste of him once again. Morning breath and all. A hand lowered to give his rump a light squeeze as she giggled into the kiss. Pulling back her eyes sparkled as she looked up at him, "I figured a proper good morning was in order after a wonderful night." She lifted and kissed him again before sashaying over to the hearth to begin breakfast. Her pans were hot. Kneeling in front of the fire she concentrated on flipping johnny cakes, turning bacon and then frying eggs.

She slid all onto plates and placed them on the table. "I hope you are hungry..." She blushed deeply and turned from him to have a seat. Meaning it food wise and not in the sexual way it sounded. The cauldron outside had a fire going under it as well, today the clothes would be scrubbed well and the floor would shine once she went into town and bought a few things, like a new scrub brush and mop. Sad that these were the things she looked forward to. "Zach, I'd like to go to town. My trunk is sitting at the train station and well, I need a few things. A bigger bed would be nice..." She smiled up at him.
 
Zach couldn't help but smile as Katie raced into his arms and kissed him. He pulled her in tight and gave her a long, deep and lingering kiss. It was a little odd that he was naked and she was fully clothed, and her giggling squeeze of his ass made his face flush. He could feel his cock hardening, but Katie didn't seem to notice as she pulled away to start to make him breakfast. He stood there for a second, just letting it all sink in that this wasn't a dream. Then he realized he was still naked. A part of him wanted to just rip Katie's dress off and let them both be naked in their house together, make it a rule. But, he decided that might be a little too much stimulation for him. He doubted he'd ever make it out of the house to do any work!

Begrudgingly he pulled on some boxers, his riding trousers and a flannel shirt. He tired a kercheif around his neck as he decided he'd better try to ride out and check on the herd and his cowboys. But as he watched Katie cook he was getting more and more distracted. Squatting down, bending over, and kneeling all created some interesting poses for him to admire her curvy body. And bits of flesh kept poking out, hanging out or appearing as she leaned over. He'd seen it all last night of course, but that seemed like years ago suddenly. He heart raced as he stared at her and the he felt his cock, teased just minutes ago, start to harden again with desire.

He was able to control himself when she served him food and he ate it with a smile. She was a great cook and he realized he was ravenous! He wound up eating a second helping, but almost choked when she brought up going to town. He coughed loudly, beating his chest to get the bit of food out that he had inhaled in shock at her request.

"T-town? Today?" he said, eyes wide suddenly. "Are you sure? I mean, we can always go tomorrow. Or the next day. I've got some work to do and I'm not sure if I can leave the boys so quickly. Let me check with them first." He felt his face color slightly and he started eating again, hoping she'd give up on her planned trip. Reality had just crashed in on him hard and he realized with horror that he was going to have to tell Annie what had happened. His stomach dropped and he suddenly the food tasted bland, his appetite gone. He had been about to propose to Annie when Katie had shown up. Weeks if not days away, her father already had given a hint that he would say yes. Last week when he had been in town Annie had even talked about how she would decorate his house if she were to live there with him. Oh God. What was he going to do? He had to try and find a way to see Annie before Katie showed up in the general store to buy her things. Annie was a sweet girl, but he knew she had a temper. It came from working the store and dealing with all the strange personalities that came through, a lot of lowlifes and deadbeats. She'd learned to have a sharp tongue and trifle no fools. And a fool he most certainly was right now!

Katie stood up and started to clear the dishes, bringing hers over to the tub by the fireplace. Zach stood up, placing his hat on his head and thinking he might be able to stall a day. Perhaps he could sneak down himself this afternoon and talk to Annie?

He walked over to Katie as she washed the dishes out and impulsively placed his arms around her, pulling her firm ass into him as he leaned down to kiss her. He just meant to give her a goodbye kiss, at least that was his original intention. But as their lips met, he just couldn't quite seem to stop and his lingering desire from last night took over. She tasted so good and her lips and mouth were so soft and warm. He lost himself in kissing her and before you knew it, his hands were roaming a bit, feeling her lithe body through the thin dress she had on. Cupping those soft mounds that he missed already and then even going lower, bunching the fabric of her dress up as he rubbed between her legs. His cock was hard suddenly, throbbing in his trousers and he fumbled with his buttons and felt the pants fall to the ground. His cock was out now and somehow he'd raised her skirt up and his rod was between her legs. He could feel her wet sex rubbing on the sensitive skin of his shaft as it slid between her thighs. They were still kissing and he was cupping her breasts again. His cock moving back and forth slowly until he bent his knees at the right time and the tip caught in her entrance, burying in a half inch and stopping. All she had to to do was lean forward a bit and the angle would be right, he'd slip into her. He could feel it.

"Oh god, Katie," he murmured in her ear as he held her breasts and felt her hips moving as the tip of his cock balanced on the edge of plunging into her, tempting pleasure for both of them. "I want you right now. Right here."
 
The response to her asking for town wasn't what she expected. Then again he may not wanted to have sprung their quickie wedding on anyone. She retreated in her shell a bit, was he ashamed of her? His answer stated otherwise but she still felt his nervousness surrounding the subject of town. Pushing it aside as new man in charge jitters she finished her meal with a smile on her face. Clearing the dishes she put them in the heated water on the high table next to the fireplace and under the window that looked out over the land behind them. the scraps were scraped in the pain and then the dishes were placed to soak.

These weren't so bad so she set to work on cleaning them. Shoving her sleeves up Katie went to work. The full tub of rinse water sat half full on the opposite side followed by a pile of towels for drying. Turning her cheek at his approach she accepted his kiss, her hands coming to the edge of the wooden tub and fingers clenching the edge. She'd felt him earlier but their stomachs needed filled.

Opening her mouth she accepted his hungry and needy kiss. One hand trailed soap bubbles along his neck as she pulled him close, her body fitting to his. Moans soft and sweet left her as he began to touch what belonged to him. Her soft body moved, trying to press herself more into his capable hands. Hard nipples begged for attention. Then the discovery of what she WASN'T wearing was made. His hands touched and pressed and attended her lower half. His hands left her and she heard him fumbling. His bare length was against her after this and she moaned louder in need and want of that hot pole plunging into her depths as she shuddered against him.

Spreading her legs wider she whimpered and moaned into their kiss. Hungrily she tugged him closer to her as she felt him rubbing against her bare, damp sex. Her hips were moving and rocking against him as he rubbed himself against the slick folds below her waist. A loud gasp left her lips when she felt him press up against her entrance. Shaking she felt him at her quivering entrance. Her hips wiggled trying to get him in her deeper, she wanted it and so did he.

"Then take me right now... where I stand..." She whispered back, her lips still against his. Katie moved, lifting to the tips of her toes and then rocking back and sinking onto his length. Her walls quivered and clenched excitedly as she attempted getting him deeper. Her nails clenched into the wooden tub and a loud moan left her lips before she pressed them to his. If every morning could be like this it'd be heaven. She moved on his rod, hips rocking as she felt him move deeper as she tilted just a bit forward, still on her toes. "Oh god yes Zach.... yes." She clenched the tub as she moved against him, her teeth grabbing at his lower lip, only to release and let it snap back in place.
 
Zach felt his wife responding, quickly getting as turned on as he already was. The tip of his cock rested at her entrance and she was wiggling her hips, rising to her toes, and coaxing him to slip deeper into her. He covered her mouth with his again for a last, deep kiss, and then grabbed her hips while taking a step backwards, forcing her to bend over more as she gripped the tub with two white knuckled hands. Since Zach was taller than her, he had to bend a bit at his knees, but from this new angle, he was able to push himself deeper into her at last. A couple more inches, oh yes. Fuck she felt good. Still so tight around his throbbing cock, but none of the resistance from her virginal barrier that he had felt last night. And already so wet and ready for him.

"I can't wait either, I'm going to take you right here, just like this," he groaned back at her.

It probably wasn't appropriate, and the bed was just behind them, but he was too consumed with lust right now. He had to have her. And this position was interesting as well, it felt somehow more dirty. Like two animals mating versus a civilized man and wife. He lifted Katie's dress up to her waist, revealing the luscious globes of her ass. From this angle, all he could see were those firm mounds, jiggling slightly as she shifted, and her bare lower back. Her bunched up dress and curly red locks covered the rest of her body. The sight was enough to make him hotter though, particularly as he started to move his hips, forcing his cock between those firm cheeks and deeper into her with each thrust. After a half-dozen pushes, he finally shoved himself into her balls deep, his hands squeezing her hips hard as he gasped in pleasure.

"Oh fuck, I'm in you Katie," he moaned out and then he started to fuck her for real. All the built up desire and pent up sexual frustration from going to bed aroused last night started to flood out of him as he began to spear his cock into Katie from behind. Thrusting into her so hard his balls smacked against her clit with a loud thwack duriing each stroke. Hard, faster, and deeper he moved, taking her savagely bent over the kitchen tub while she was fully dressed and about to do the dishes. Her entire body was shaking with each thrust, the air filled with her moans and his grunts. He couldn't stop himself, couldn't get enough of her, and couldn't fuck her hard enough to satisfy the overwhelming passion that just her kiss had caused to flood through his body.
 
The pain she felt at their first joining was no more. Only pure pleasure as he took her. The bench the tub was on wasn't too high, so up went her knee. Her core stretched around him like a glove to a hand. She moaned as he was able to go deeper. Katie wasn't sure they'd ever consummate in their bed, a thought that saddened her with her upbringing and learning that the marriage bed was place of restoration for a couple. Her hair flowed free about her shoulders, her dress was hiked up further for his sights to be blessed.

So naughty was all their encounters, not that she planned on sharing them with anyone since they were matters of a private nature. At his insistence, his body shoved far forward and he bottomed out in her love tunnel. A scream of delight left her parted lips, the feeling of him all the way inside her was remarkable. The angle caused him to hit something along her clenching channel, something that brought so much pleasure she couldn't even see straight.

A hand moved to the back of the washtub, leaning her farther forward. Her back was arched lifting her head toward him. The other hand snaked up and grasped his kerchief, holding him to her. Much like if he were wearing a dog's collar. Her hips shoved back to meet him with every thrust, his balls began bouncing off of her exposed clit as well. This action sending sparks of electricity up through her body. Each spear of his cock, the savage thrust threatened to send her sprawling over the edge. But she wanted to last.

Katie needed his seed, wanted to give him a child, so desperate for it to happen she would do anything. Her pussy quivered around his cock, her body shook and she cried out his name in pleasure as she crested. "ZACHARY..." It was half moan-half scream, her nectar dripped out around his cock, each thrust sent more out of her and to the floor to pool beneath her spread legs. "More... please." Her eyes were glazed with desire as she smiled back at him over her shoulder.
 
"Katie.. oh Katie.. I'm going to fucking cum... I can't stop it..." he moaned out, incoherent now with pleasure as he fucked his new wife as hard as he could. Her ass cheeks were jiggling wildly, her entire body rocking and shaking with each thrust, and his balls slapping her clit hard. His pistoning cock became the only thing he could feel, the pleasure growing in it threatening to overwhelm him completely. And suddenly that pleasure surged out and into his body, flooding his senses so he was seeing spots in front of his eyes as he felt his cock start to pulse deep in Katie's body after a final deep push into her.

With a scream that sounded like pain, Zach came hard and started to shoot his cum into Katie's abused passage. He wasn't even sure if she had orgasmed or not, so intent had he been on his pleasure. But he dimly heard her crying out as well as each load of his sperm shot into her and his fingers squeezed her hips to hold himself up while his legs trembled. Again and again he came into her gripping passage, her muscles clenching and milking his cock dry. Finally, panting and shaking slightly still, he slid his softening cock out of her with a slurp, a trail of his cum and her juices dripping from her sex as he lowered her skirt back down. He pulled up his pants and began to button them up, still breathing heavily as Katie straightened herself up in front of him, adjusting her dress.

"Wow, I... I'm sorry if I surprised you, but that was incredible!" Zach said leaning forward to embrace her again as she turned her face to kiss him. It was the exact same position that had set him off earlier, but now he felt only deep affection and happiness as he held her close to him and gave her a long lingering kiss. He could stay like this all day.

From outside he suddenly heard a voice crying out his name, "Senor Zach? Senor?"

Shit. It must be Emilio. What a horrible time to be needed. He straighted and let go of Katie with an apologetic shrug. "I'm sorry Katie, let me just check and see what he wants."

Zach left her at the tub, much as he had found her, and walked to the front door. He opened it and found Emilio standing on the porch, hat in hand. Zach flushed as he wondered how long Emilio had been there and how long he had yelled for his attention. Had Emilio heard what had been going on inside?

"Senor, I want to tell you to take the day off to be with your new wife. I'm going to go and do the rounds and take care of things, please, enjoy your day!" Emilio said, grinning at him and giving him a playful slap on the shoulder. Before Zach could protest, Emilio had turned and left. Zach had a grin on his face as he closed the door, turning to Katie, and then he realized that his day off meant he had no excuse to not go to town! And town meant seeing Annie. Oh shit.
 
He came and continued until it seemed that he flooded her womb with his seed. She was gasping and tears of pure pleasure rolled over her freckled cheeks. Feeling as though she'd collapse if she released him or the tub she quivered and clung to both. When it was over they both panted heavily and with her heart racing like a runaway stagecoach, he removed himself from her. The action killed her each time, even if it was only their second time making love. Her cheeks were red, eyes blurry, and body quivering, as he dropped her dress to give her a sense of modesty.

Katie pulled her leg down from it's position on the low table and removed her hand from his kerchief as he dressed. "It was amazing Zach," She beamed up at him turning her lips to his, needing that touch of closeness after being intimate. Pressing her body back against him, certain he could feel her quaking like a leaf beneath her dress. Their combined contributions to their fuck session slid down between her legs coating her inner thighs. her hand slid into his hair and the other clenched on his arm holding her waist to him as she melded her body to his, this was perfection.

When he broke the kiss she sighed, Katie understood from the letters that work on a ranch was never truly done. There was always something that could be done and it would be hard to have him all to herself ALL the time. She patted his cheek as her hand slid away, "It's okay, I understand."

Turning back to her dishes she tried to hide her red face, had this man been standing there listening to them scream and fuck like wild animals? Had he noticed the little hobble to her step when she'd collected eggs that morning? A million questions ran through her head but she kept quiet and washed the few dishes they had soiled. Seeing that he was standing in the doorway she heard the entire conversation.

Wide hopeful eyes and a bright smile met him when he closed the door and turned to her. She rushed to him, much like earlier in the morning, face buried in his chest she held him close. Him being free meant time together, a trip to town for supplies and maybe a tour of the grounds. IF she was lucky and could play her cards right. Perplexed at his odd expression she lifted her hands to stroke his face. "Aren't you happy to spend the day with me?" She said softly. "There is so much we can do... besides having each other on every available surface..." Giggling she gave him a soft squeeze.

Moving away she looked at him over her shoulder. "Should I wash up and change or will this dress be fine with new knickers?" She smiled at him softly, the idea of her womb being filled to the brim with his seed caught her soul on fire. Even the fact that the excess dribbled, even now, down her thighs, turned her on. Taking his silence as being the sign to make her own decision she pulled a fresh pair of cotton panties out of the drawer and slid them on. "You hitch the wagon so we can bring back my trunk while I grab my bonnet." It wasn't a question.
 
Katie was so excited about going to town and spending the day with him that Zach had to force out an enthusiastic smile back and agree. He nodded the best he could, but his mind was spinning and his stomach roiling. How the hell was he going to get to Annie first and even worse, what was he going to say to her? How could he even begin to explain what had happened in the last 24 hours? Oh lord, this was going to be an awful day.

He didn't even understand Katie's question about knickers at first, so lost in his own turmoil, but he grinned as he realized she was going to have his cum in her and dried on her thigh for the rest of the day. Just the way her juices were on his cock right now. He got such a thrill of the idea of his cum on her, it was strange, but she didn't seem to mind it and even maybe liked it based on her decision to not wash. Fuck that was a hot thought and he felt his cock stir. No, not right now. He fought to clear his head. He needed to get his story straight for Annie.

He headed out to hitch up the wagon and brought out two of his older horses who did most of the wagon pulling. By the time he had the team harnessed and the wagon ready, Katie was leaving the house looking beautiful and radiant as always. Whatever happened with Annie, his new wife would be the talk of the town and he felt a surge of pride! How jealous were the other young men going to be when he rode in with Katie at his side. He grabbed his rifled and a revolver in the house before he joined her. Although the ride to town was generally safe, the rumors of bandits always made him cautious. His father had been jumped before on this road and desperate men made stupid decisions if they didn't see that their victim was armed as well.

Katie climbed on board and he snapped the reins to get the horses moving. It was going to be a slow, bumpy ride. He hated the wagon and preferred a saddle in any scenario, but he figured he'd have to get used to the wagon with Katie living with him. At least he had a couple hours alone with her. He turned to her again and spoke up.

"Well, since we got a lot of time, I'd love to learn more about you still. Tell me about your parents..."
 
Her bright smiling face lingered on his for a moment as he watched her, hoping he was pleased with her choice. His wide smile was the affirmation she needed. Moving in his direction she kissed him again, hoping she'd be able to show him how hot it made her to keep herself marked by him. Her back turned as she rummaged her bag, looking for her bonnet.

Using the ribbons she tied the wide brimmed hat to her head after pulling her sides back with combs away from her face. A trip to town was always a lovely thing and right now she needed to make goo impressions. She stopped at the pump and washed her face before lifting her hand and waving at Zach, he was so handsome it made her heart thump wildly in her chest. Her lips moved into a smile as he helped her into the wagon and settled in beside her. With the journey being a slow one she wondered what they would talk about. Perhaps her hounding him wasn't such a good idea, she could of made a list and sent him to pick up the items.

Her legs slid over his as she slipped off her unlaced boots. The mud had been brushed off but she liked being bare foot best. If she thought they could get away with it, she'd have climbed in his lap and taken a real ride. Just the thought made her dampen. Looking up into his tan face she bit her lip. His question was hard, but if she looked back and thought about it hard , then she'd know the answer.

"Momma and Daddy traveled a lot for his business, they were always going off and leaving me with Miss Mae. She was the one that raised me, my governess." Katie picked at her dress as she remembered the kind, yet strict woman. "She was a good mother and father. I have perfect penmanship because of her and I can play the piano too. She's also the one that taught me to sew. She pushed me into the kitchen with Adeline and that is how I know how to cook." She smiled warmly up at him.

"I also earned spending money by helping Elaine keep up with the housework." She cleared her throat, he'd asked about her parents and not how she was raised. "I get my coloring from my father and my shape from my mother, other than that... well, it's all I know." She lifted her hand and touched his cheek gently. "Tell me about your Pa, please Zach."
 
Zach bit his lip as Katie changed the subject from her family so quickly. She seemed to be a bit quiet about them for some reason. He'd have to remember to ask her more, but as he answered her and started to ramble on about his pa, he forgot completely. Katie also did a good job of asking him questions and keeping the conversation focused on his life. His dad was still an emotional subject as his recent death still haunted him. And he'd never really talked to anyone about it before, about who his dad was and what he meant to him.

Dad had been a study in contradictions. A Virginian landowner that left it all after his wife's death to head out West. But he had never lost his respect for Southern culture, despite fleeing it in anger ten years ago. Nothing out here was good enough, food, beer, wine, tobacco, clothes, horses, and most of all women. Zach almost tripped up and mentioned Annie when he recounted how his dad had railed against every available woman in town as too uncouth and illbred to marry his son. But he left her out without arousing any suspicion and soon the town was approaching.

It wasn't much. Just a main street with a railroad station at the end. Scattered around the main street were a couple other houses of people who lived in town. And there were more farmhouses visible this close to the town itself, but Zach was acutely aware of how small it looked. One quarter mile of unpaved street full of cowboys, wagons and horse manure. He suddenly felt his stomach clench as he wondered how Katie could bear it. And there in the middle was the general store with the biggest sign of all. That clench turned into a roil of anguish as he thought of Annie. His mind spun as he tried to figure out how to steer the trip so he could break away.

"Welp, this is it. The big town for me. Umm, hey Katie," he said at last. "I need to go visit the Blacksmith as he's been making some new shoes and hardware for us that might be ready. It's pretty hot and dirty in there and it could take a while. There is a dress shop two stores down... do you want to go look in there while I deal with the blacksmith? We can meet in the general store if you want..." He pulled his wagon up in front of the blacksmith, hot air and smoke were pouring out from the forge and the large garage like room was filled with the clang of metal.
 
His stories about his father took his mind off her and her family, she'd slipped up telling him about all of those people. They were real people that lived in the girls home and helped run it. She was well versed in a lot of areas, areas that helped her become the woman she was sitting at his side. Albeit a more honest woman than she felt now. Biting her lip she held in her thoughts and listened to him talk, hoping his questions were over.

As they closed in on town she grew more excited, her legs dropped from his and she smiled widely. Growing up in the city she much rather preferred this small town living. Her eyes landed on the people coming and going, her hand lifting in a wave to each tip of the hat she received as well as the smiles. Her fingers clenched one of his hands as they moved through the town. Dress shop, barber shop, general store, saloon, church, blacksmith, it seemed like they had all the necessities and then some.

Her head turned his way when he addressed her. She smiled and rose from the seat. The blacksmith's shop was a man's territory, same as the dress shop was for women. He didn't want to go to the dress shop, she took it as a sign that he wanted her to surprise him with something. A wide smile lifted the corners of her mouth. "I would love to find a new dress, maybe a new pattern or two." He climbed down and then lifted her down as well. Once on the ground she pressed close and kissed him thoroughly.

"Maybe we can order some rings too?" She offered with a smile before moving down the walkway to the dress shop. Giving him a cute little wave she ducked into the store.

"Hello there... you must be new in town. You here for a visit or for the long haul?" A busty blonde sashayed toward her, tape measure around her neck and a wide smile along her face. Her mass of blonde curls were up on top of her head.

"Hi... I'm Katie Corbett and I'm here for the long haul." She smiled at the woman as her fingers brushed along the fabric of one of the nearby dresses.

"Corbett?" The woman gave a soft smile and raised her brows.

"Yes, I'm Zach Corbett's wife." She blushed, oh how she loved saying that. Biting her lip she moved among the clothes, looking for something special for him.

"I know Zach Corbett, sweet boy." The woman said following her, her hands moving over the same dresses and pulling out one from a different area. "He'd like this and you'd look great in it."

"You know my husband?" She smiled looking up at the woman. Then her eyes fell on the dress. it was the same color as her eyes, the odd mix of gray and green and boasted cream colored lace detail. "Oh, that is lovely.

"It's a small town," came the woman's reply, though there was more to the story. Everyone in town knew of Annie and Zach. The poor young woman before her would need to face each thing one at a time. "Because I know Zach, I'll give you a discount... a sort of newlywed present and I'll throw in a few of our new patterns. One for male and another for female, they come with versions for kids too." The woman pulled some paper off a display case and smiled at her. "You never know when they might come in handy."

Katie was certain the flaming color of her cheeks allowed this woman a sneak peek into their bedroom activities. Though she was ashamed that thus far they hadn't made it to the bed, she was certain that she and Zach were hotter and more passionate than any other young couple. "Thank you."

She took her time talking to the woman about town, they chatted in a friendly manner for a long while. Katie was certain when she walked out of the shop that she had made a friend. It was an hour later when the little bell on the general store's door clanged as she walked in. The girl behind the counter stopped in mid sentence and huffed at Zach. Katie couldn't help but notice how angry the girl seemed, but she was certain it wasn't because of her OR Zach. "Hello." She said brightly then lifting to her toes pressed her lips to her husbands, "I missed you, did you get everything taken care of?"

She tilted her head at him, ignoring the pouty worker. Stepping around him she started to gather the things they needed at their house. "Did you ask about a bed... a good sturdy one..." She blushed, her eyes not daring to meet the woman's now as a shocked sound left the woman's lips. "OH... I received patterns at the dress shop, a newlywed present." She pulled one out of the bag that hung on her arm, "Look at this dress for a little girl... I would love to make it... soon." Her eyelashes fluttered at him and she smiled sweetly. The rage on the face of the other woman was unexpected, what was going on?

"I'm Katherine Corbett, we haven't met yet," She paused, expecting the young girl who glared at her to smile and make some effort of welcoming her. "And you would be?"
 
Zach entered the hot workshop and nodded amiably to the blacksmith. As the man looked up, surprised to see the young man, Zach waved at him and yelled loudly above the din of hammering.

"Don't worry, I just remembered you said the shoes and tack wouldn't be ready until next week! I'll return then!" he shouted and waved again as he hurriedly exited, leaving the perplexed blacksmith frowning in his wake. Once outside, he glanced at the dress shop and saw that Katie had evidently gone inside and was out of eyesight. Zach turned and set his face grimly as he began to walk down the wooden planks of the narrow sidewalk towards the general store.

You can do this. Tell her the truth. She'll understand it's not your fault and you can't get out of it. Just be honest with her. This was all your father's doing.
Zach thought it to himself, but found his stomach growing filled with more butterflies with each step. The saloon appeared suddenly and without even consciously thinking, Zach turned into the swinging doors and entered that crowded and smoky room. It was filled with music from a pianist playing in the corner and the din of noisy conversation battled with the piano for attention. Ok, this is good, just one shot to steel the nerves.

One shot quickly turned to three as Zach found himself explaining the whole mess to the very interested barkeep and the town drunk who kept station at the seat at the bar closest to the door. They didn't have a lot of great advice, but seemed unusually interested in his story, with the barkeep giving him the last two shots of whiskey for free. The clock tolled and he realized with a start he'd been in the saloon for far longer than he had planned and he hoped that Katie hadn't beat him to the general store. He tipped his hat to his drinking companion and the barkeep, and quickly exited. At least now his whole body had a pleasant warmth from the whiskey and the butterflies were gone.

With a final glance at his reflection in the glass, adjusting his hat and collar one last time, he strode into the general store with the face of a man headed to a firing line - eyes grim and jaw set. Annie was talking with a customer, but saw him immediately and started, her eyes widening. A dark haired brunette with flashing blue eyes, she had ivory white skin and full red lips. A very pretty girl, he realized with a sigh as those eyes fixed on him firmly. And a very willful girl as well, with a sharp tongue and a temper when needled. A temper he dreaded being on the wrong side of. She hastily excused herself and ran to Zach, hands bunching her skirt up slightly to free her legs in her haste. A big smile was on her face, but there was some tension in her eyes as she stared at him searchingly.

"H-hey Annie! I...." he started to say as she reached him. She cut off his words with a big hug and a kiss on his cheek. It was a forward display by any measure. He'd only kissed her in private before and even that only recently! Granted it was on his cheek, but combined with the unusual hug he found his face flushing under his beard and his arms lightly circled her awkwardly before he gently pushed her away.

"Whoah there Annie-kins!" he said, involuntarily grinning at her and using the little nickname he had adopted. He winced as he said it, realizing it was exactly the wrong way to start this conversation.

"Zachary Corbett!" she said, still smiling but flashing him a mock pout. "I've heard the most ridiculous rumor and was hoping you would come to town to put it to bed." She was chuckling and smiling, but her eyes were deadly serious as she regarded him. "I heard a woman arrived in town yesterday, from the South, and she was looking for a ride up to your ranch. And our wagon driver said this morning he took her up himself... that she had told him she was your wife!'

She laughed again, but it was a cold and emotionless laugh. Like someone would use when they heard a joke they didn't like and wanted to show that they didn't think it was funny at all. And those eyes were fixed on him, hard and narrowing now as she studied him. The smile faded and she tilted her chin up to regard him with annoyance. Her foot began tapping slowly and he released his hands from her shoulders like he was touching hot coals.

"Tell me this is some ridiculous joke. Some misunderstanding. I'm your fiancee!" she shouted the last part loud enough that several of the customers in the large store all glanced at them. The clerk, one of her father's employees, also looked up and dropped his spectacles to frown and peer at them. Thankfully, her father wasn't in the store right now. Zach was going to reply and first inform her that technically she wasn't his fiancee yet as he hadn't proposed, they just had talked about proposing. But, inexperienced as he was with women he was not dumb enough to realize that based on her body language any such clarification would not help his cause in the least.

"I-uh, Annie, this may sound crazy, but I guess I should just tell you the truth as there is no other way," he said, stammering slightly. The whiskey was helping but now he wished he'd had another shot before he left. Those butterflies were coming back and he felt even more nervous than he could have imagined. She was already pissed and he hadn't said anything yet! "That woman -Katie- is my wife now, legally. My father set this all up and didn't tell me. Had me sign some papers last winter and I didn't realize what they were. He'd somehow found her and convinced her to come out here from Richmond to marry me! Crazy, right?" He gave a weak chuckle and tried to smile at the end, shrugging his shoulders slightly. The entire time he spoke, Annie's face had grown darker and her eyes had narrowed, until she was scowling at him with her brow furrowed.

"What the FUCK are you talking about!" she screamed at him, causing gasps from other customers in the store. Zach raised his hands to try and calm her down, flashing a forced smile to the customers now staring at him to try and convince them this was not a big deal. Her finger raised and pointed at him, trembling slightly as her face flushed with rage. That small, slender digit felt like a six shooter pointed right at his head. "You are going to marry me! Not some slut from Richmond your father ordered from a catalog! You had better get this damned contract annulled, or invalidated, or whatever it is you need to do and get that hussy out of town!"

"Annie!" he said, a plaintive tone entering his voice as he tried to calm her. He didn't like appeasing anyone like this, especially in front of a crowd, but he often felt helpless with women as he hadn't even grown up with a mother. "Please, calm down! I didn't do this! My Pa did... I want to marry you, I really do, but I can't just stop this as easily as you think. He wrote in his will I have to marry her and try to make this work. I can't just divorce her and walk away or I lose my ranch! I lose everything!" He hoped that she'd see reason in his problem and realize he was backed into a corner.

"I don't give a FUCK about your stupid ranch!" she continued, voice shrill and full of rage. "You can come work in the store and inherit it with me. Do you think I want to live out there anyway?! End this sham of a marriage and marry me, you cheating, lying bastard!"

Now she was getting personal and clearly not in the mood for logic. Zach tried to shush her again as some of the customers wandered closer, eager to hear this encounter clearly as it would be, no doubt, some good gossip for the otherwise sleepy town. Zach looked at her with anguish. He was in quite a pickle and he knew Katie was on her way to the store as well. As if things could get any worse!

"I c-can't do that Annie! The ranch is everything for me, Pa and I built it together... I can't just walk away!" he said, reaching out to her shoulder with a hand that she batted away with hardly a thought. "I can't end this marriage, we-" he paused at the last sentence, catching himself before he was going to say they had consummated it already. But what he meant to say was clearly obvious as Annie went from upset to furious, face flushing deep red as her eyes suddenly threw daggers at him.

"You FUCKED her! You already FUCKED this woman that just showed up and claimed to be your wife!" she screamed out loudly. "Will you FUCK any woman that shows up with a fake certificate of marriage or only whores with a Southern accent? Or do they need any paperwork at all? You make me SICK! You are a fucking DOG!" She stormed away suddenly, which was actually a relief for Zach as he had half expected her to hit him in front of everyone. He followed her though, feeling like he still had to find a way to calm her. She retreated behind the counter and the clerk quickly left to go the backroom, eager to get away from this brewing scene. Zach stood before her and tried to speak again.

"A-annie, listen to me, I didn't do this to hurt you. I didn't do it at all, my Pa did. He trapped me into this, I didn't know! I wouldn't have been calling on you if I thought I had a wife coming!" he said, voice low so the many eavesdroppers couldn't hear him.

"I don't know what to think of you Zachary Corbett," she said icily, face a little calmer now, but resentment and anger clear on her face as she stared at him coldly. "But a man who would claim to LOVE a girl and promise to marry her, who then FUCKS some mail order bride his dad arranged hours after she arrives. Well that's not the man I thought you were."

Just then the bell at the door rang and Zach turned to follow Annie's stare. His heart raced and his throat suddenly felt dry as he saw Katie walk in. She was smiling, her red locks forming a fiery halo from the light from the street and she had a happy bounce in her step. When she saw Zach she positively glowed, waving at him and quickly walking to his side. She glanced at Annie briefly, her brow furrowing slightly at the anger on the girl's face, and then gave him a kiss that he met with a weak smile. Katie started to prattle about things to buy, just like a wife would, and asked about a bed. A sturdy bed. Oh god, he wasn't brave enough to turn to see Annie's reaction to that. And then she was talking about children. It only was getting worse. Somehow, Annie remained silent, no doubt speechless with rage at this affront that was now prancing in her face. The customers in the store all inched closer, sensing the delicious conflagration that was starting to catch fire in the store and likely to turn into a full on bonfire of fury.

And then Katie introduced herself to Annie.

Zach's heart sank as he turned to look at Annie for the first time. She was glowering and staring at Katie like she was some venomous snake let loose inside her store. He could hear her foot tapping and saw a cruel smile appear on her face as her eyes flicked to his. Like she had just realized something, something that made her happy. What was she thinking? What was she going to do? Zach wished he could be anywhere else right now than caught between these two women; that he could sink into the floor and disappear. Why hadn't he had another shot? Or maybe another ten shots before coming in here!

"No we haven't met, and it sounds like Zach hasn't told you about me," she said, voice suddenly syrupy sweet as her eyes still radiated hatred. "I'm Annie. I'm Zach's fiancee."

Annie let the last word hang out there for a second, enjoying the dramatic impact. The declaration caused a gasp from one of the female customers nearby who dropped a wooden bowl she was holding. Then Annie continued, anger and emotion filling her voice now.

"That's right, your new husband was supposed to marry me until you showed up. I'm shocked he never told you that he loved another woman and we'd made plans to be together forever. I just don't know how that could have slipped his mind. I'm sure you had him distracted with other things, no doubt eager to get your hands on his ranch after you got them on his other body parts," she said, her claws fully out now. "We have a word for women like you out in the West, some people say gold digger, but I think any woman who marries a man for his wealth, no matter how paltry some open land and flea bitten cattle really are, should be called what she is. That is a whore. Proper ladies out here marry because they love a man, not because their dad promised them some money. Of course, any man who marries a whore is just as bad and I'm glad you've shown me what Zach Corbett is really like. I'm sure you'll have a happy life, whore and customer, fighting over some scrawny cattle in your pathetic little house. Just remember, don't believe a word he says as he's a lying dog that will fuck anything that spreads her legs for him!"
 
Katie was taken back by the look on the woman's face as she extended her hand, looking as though she was diseased AND contagious. Tilting her head curiously she wondered why Zach would have need to tell her of the clerk at the general store. Who was this foolish woman? "Annie," She smiled as she repeated the woman's name... the next part caused the wind to flow out of her. The smile faded, her green gray gaze took on a confused expression. She felt sick.

Her gaze shifted to Zach, a questioning gaze filled with hurt as she stared from him to the woman. She was lying, right?

Wrong. The woman prattled on. Filling her in with far too many details. It was as though she'd been stabbed with a knife and each fact just twisted it further in her chest. He'd loved this woman? Her hurtful words calling her a gold digger and saying she went after Zach and his body parts. Her eyes widened, if possible. "A whore?" She stated to herself. Looking incredulously at them.

"First of all, little shop wench... YOU don't know me. I was not paid any money, nor should I need to be." She clicked her tongue and shook her head moving closer to Zach, a hand reaching up to caress his cheek. "Poor thing must not have received enough attention from you, either that or your loving was terribly forgettable or perhaps it left him wanting." Her eyes flashed with some unknown emotion as she stared at the store girl. "I can't help that I know what to do in bed, where as you just lie there like a dead fish. Mayhaps you could get one of the town drunks to show you... or something."

"Second of all, if he didn't mention you it was because you simply weren't worth my time. I know I'll have a happy life, unlike you. Spindly little store marm, tending shop and keeping it stocked... how sad must you be when people only talk to you because they HAVE to. Dreadfully plain and terribly foolish to think a real man should fancy you... over the likes of me. Because Lord knows you weren't good enough for a real man." She gave her an unwavering sneer and huffed out a laugh.

Tucking her arm through Zach's she let him have his say before allowing him to escort her out of the store. She promptly dropped his arm and pulled herself up into the wagon. She tossed her bag in the back with the other supplies, not caring now about her purchase. Tears streamed down her face, hot angry tears. How could he do that to her, take her into a vipers den and let the snake have at her?

Once the wagon got going and they were out of town enough she pulled the bonnet off her head and tossed it in the back. "I think it would be best for us to know each other more fully before we know each other intimately again. I will sleep in my own bed tonight and bathe myself from now on. And before you even try to explain... think over your words very, very carefully." She steeled her jaw and faced forward, even with tears rolling down her face she refused to look at him. Did she mean so little to him that he would hurt her tender heart in this fashion... her heart ached, she loved this man fully.
 
Zach could only gape open-mouthed as Katie unleashed her vicious counter-attack on Annie. He felt like an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire of two brutal gunmen. Well not quite a bystander, more like a prize bull they were fighting over. And not quite so innocent, he realized as the flush on his face deepened with every cutting barb Katie unleashed on Annie. More like a bull that had wandered off from one ranch onto a another and now both ranchers were laying claim to it. It was a terrible feeling to watch your new wife, who you'd just had amazing sex with countless times of the last twenty four hours, lay into your former girlfriend who thought you were going to marry her as recently as fifteen minutes ago. He tried to interject, but Katie ignored him and plowed ahead with ripping Annie to shreds in her own store!

He could see the thundercloud gathering over Annie's head as she was preparing her own reply, no doubt a salvo that would include Zach in its gun sights this time. She was ready to slaughter the bull rather than let him fall in to her rival's hands! The stunned audience in the store grew closer, astonished by their luck in getting to witness this confrontation in the otherwise quiet store. He didn't know who he was more upset with, Annie for her explosive reaction, or Katie for her jealous and vicious response.

"Now hold on - both of you!" Zach yelled at the end of Katie's tirade, catching Annie off guard and stopping her before she could start to reply. "For the record, this is all my fault, or rather it's all because of my dad, not either of yours. Annie, we weren't engaged and I'm not your fiancee. I know we'd talked about it," he swallowed as he glanced sidelong at Katie as he said it, "But we weren't even promised yet. And the way you are acting I'm happy we aren't getting married. And Katie, this is Annie's family store and she's obviously a little shocked by the news but she's no whore either. I don't expect you two to be best friends, but we can deal with this civilly and not calling each other whores!"

Katie looked to be on the verge of tears, so Zach tipped his hat at Annie and grabbed her arm, escorting her out as quickly as he could. Annie screamed at him to never come back and that she hoped he'd catch gonorrhea from his new wife until the shutting front door muffled her further insults.

Zach readied the wagon in silence. Not sure what he could say at this point and letting Katie compose herself. He realized now the enormity of his idiocy, with both girls. He had treated Annie wrong by not telling her about this immediately, and he had treated Katie even worse by not telling her about Annie when she had arrived. Even worse, he realized with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, he had probably taken advantage of his new wife and the feelings she thought she had for him based on his father's letters. She had arrived already willing to love him, and he had let her believe that as they had progressed to having sex last night. Surely it would have been a different outcome if he had admitted he was almost engaged to another woman. Thinking with his dick seemed to be the least of his problems now, listening to Katie talk he realized that he had a lot of work cut out for him to even think about repeating the glorious fun of last night, and this morning. But, as they rode, he realized he did want to make the effort. Thought he barely knew her, Katie filled his mind like no other woman he'd ever met before had. So worldly, cultured and from a fine Southern family, she was exotic and mysterious as well as beautiful. Annie seemed so boring, petty and cruel now, especially after her reaction. That kind of woman wasn't for him.

"I-i know you are upset," he said at last, pulse racing. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I thought I could explain to Annie before hand, before you met her. We weren't engaged, that's the truth. I didn't love her really, we just had been seeing each other. I don't think I really knew what she was like until today." He wasn't sure if he was convincing or not but there was no immediate response from Katie.

"Look, I know I fucked up. I should have told you about her. You should have known, before we... uh," he said, turning red suddenly, "Got physical last night. And this morning. But, I just couldn't stop myself. You were too beautiful. I know you think you know everything about me, but I agree we should try to slow things down a bit. I hardly know you still as well."

He glanced at her as he said the last piece. It was true, she was strangely tight lipped still about her own past.

"I want to make this work, despite my fuck up today," he said again. And because of my ranch! he thought but didn't say. Then he added, in a longshot attempt to salvage what was likely going to be a frustrating experience of living with this gorgeous creature with no relief, "Are you sure we have to.. uhm... sleep in separate beds and all that?"
 
Katie bit her tongue. How dare he reprimand her! The woman attacked her FIRST. Looking away she focused on the wash tub hanging in the window as he spoke. Once they left the words flung at them by the ACTUAL whore were even worse. A true lady didn't scream profanities, she wondered -silently- what he saw in HER.

Blotting at her face she waited patiently.

When he finally spoke she closed her eyes, she couldn't yet look at him. He SAID he didn't really love her, but then again he was married to her and didn't love her either. She bit her lip and opened her eyes, she was such a fool to even stay after the spectacle he'd made of her in town and in front of everyone. At least Joanne was nice, the store clerk must have known but stayed quiet allowing her husband to inform her of the mess she'd soon be a part of.

Swallowing hard she continued listening to him. He couldn't even say that they made love, he called it physical. She sobbed a bit at the words and turned her head into her sleeve. All because she was beautiful and no other reason. Oh, this was a mess. Wiping her eyes she stared out over the plain.

Felling his eyes on her she turned to face him slowly. She wanted to make this work and not just because she needed a place to live, she loved him. How?

Wiping her eyes with her fingers she swallowed hard, again, and took a deep breath. They needed to work up to being ... physical... again. "Yes, I'm certain. it is the only way we'll learn one another. If not it will only be... physical." She stared at him then turned to watch the horses pulling the cart. "We forgot my trunk..."

"...I love you with my whole heart... but I can't make love with you until you love me too... no matter how much I want or need you." She blinked as a few more tears fell.
 
Zach listened to Katie's teary profession of love and a small part of him seized upon an easy solution. Just tell her that you do love her! Convince her of that and everything can go back to the fun, steamy and pleasurable sex relationship he'd had before this disastrous trip to town! But, he knew that he couldn't do it. He could say the words, but she would know. She'd see through the ruse and it might make things even worse. Her distrust could grow even stronger and the rift might be irreparable.

Fuck, he'd screwed up everything by trying to have his cake and eat it too. Everything hinged on wooing Katie suddenly, his ranch, their marriage, and his undeniable physical longing for her. But, his heart had thrilled when she had told him that she loved him. She seemed to mean it and he knew that he truly enjoyed hearing her say it. Now, he would have to just convince her somehow that he felt the same way. He wasn't sure he did, but what he felt for Katie was stronger than any emotion he'd ever experienced for a woman before.

"Ok.. I understand," he said at last as he helped her off of the wagon. "I'll go back to town tomorrow and get your trunk."

The small ranch house with its muddy courtyard never looked more pathetic than it did right now to Zach as Katie preceded him to the front door. He'd have to do something to convince her that he was worth this. As he pulled off his boots before entering the tiny one room house, he started to imagine how awkward it was going to be with them not on physical terms. It had been crazy enough before they had sex, but now, with the taste of Katie's sweet body fresh in his mind, it was going to be pure torture.

Zach's shirt was off before he even realized it and he glanced at Katie, a little embarrassed by his unconscious act. He had been planning to change out of his dirty traveling clothes and maybe take a bath. Suddenly he was aware he was half-naked in front of a woman who had forbade him from having sex with her.

"Umm... I don't know how you feel about this... but we can't hide from each other in here and have seen it all already. I was going to draw up a bath. I know you don't want us to... sleep together, but it will be hard to try and hide ourselves," he asked as his hands began to unbuckle his belt.
 
And even though she was angry and upset she wanted him. She needed him to have her, make her forget all that had happened in town. Though it was wrong and just hiding from and creating more problems for them in the long run. She bit her lip and held back her words in his silence, let him falter and think about it all. Craving his touch, she knew she couldn't let on how desperate she was for him. Maybe adding in a few teases would allow him to crave her and want her in a more permanent way.

She bit her lip as his hands wrapped about her waist. He was so handsome and looking down upon him from her perch, it would be so easy to forgive and wrap her arms around him and kiss him and take him to bed... or given their track record the front porch. She blushed and looked away from him as her feet were placed on the ground. Couldn't he hear her heartbeat change when he drew near?

Sighing she moved into the house, her few packages on her arm as well as her bonnet. At least now her lies didn't seem so bad and she only had the small one... no secret lover would come to claim her back or try to rip him to shreds in front of the rest of the town. "Thank you," She whispered and moved into the house in front of him. The few food items were still there and the ones he'd ordered would be delivered the next day or so. Vaguely she wondered if she should trust him to go to town alone... with a soft smirk she knew she could give him a reason to return.

Her eyes flitted to him as his quick fingers began removing his shirt. Hungry eyes lingered on his bare chest, something that still held her saliva from earlier moments of passion. She blushed and looked away as he glanced her way. Katie didn't want him using it against her. His words hit her as she busied herself putting the few items away. "Why should we hide from one another, we've been intimate and everyone knows it, thanks to your loud mouth..." She stopped and took a breath, "Whatever that woman was to you... but we are married and even if we aren't going to sleep together... hiding ourselves is just foolish. So please, carry on. I certainly won't be hiding when I take my bath this evening."

She paused, her eyes flicking to his belt and lower as his fingers worked over the leather object. Knowing what lie beneath made her knees weak. Especially remembering the pleasure he'd given her... biting her lip she turned and finished the dishes she hadn't that morning. Her tears added to the water, it was as equally frustrating for her as it would be for him. The avoidance of certain things would be hard but it would be good and force them to talk and grow. Looking back over her shoulder, she didn't really want to talk or grow... she wanted to fuck and orgasm.
 
Zach decided to keep his pants on for a bit longer as he started drawing up the bath. First he had to get the fire going in the stove, which required a couple loads of new wood to be brought in to restock the supply. Then he had to spark the flint in the tinder and get the blaze stoked nicely. Finally he needed to go back out and get several bucket loads of water. Three buckets to go on top of the stove in the warming pots to get heated to boiling, and three buckets of cold water to go into the cast iron tub that would mix with the hot water to form the perfect temperature.

Finally done, Zach wiped his sweaty brow and looked as his bare chest which was glistening with perspiration as well. Katie had kept to herself, cleaning around the house and otherwise apparently ignoring him, but Zach thought he had caught her glancing at him surreptitiously at times. Grinning to himself, he finally unbuckled his pants and took them off, standing only in his boxers. Zach turned and walked over to Katie, casually resting a hand on her waist as he peered over her shoulder to look at the food she had started preparing for supper.

"Mhmmm, that looks delicious, Katie," Zach said, but his eyes were lingering on the curve of her neck instead of the food on the kitchen table in front of her. "Are you sure you don't want to take a bath with me? It would save on trips to get new water...."

Zach waited for her response with a beating heart. He knew he still had a ways to go before she trusted him enough to fulfill her wifely duties, but he didn't want there to be any awkwardness in the meantime. While he was happy to prove he loved her and knew he'd need some time to convince her he wasn't saying it just to have sex, he didn't want them to live like strangers. Bathing might be intimate, but Zach was confident he could restrain himself. He hoped at least.

Besides, he needed to talk with her. He still knew very little about her life while evidently his father had told her all about him! A bath would be a nice time to catch up.
 
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