Gunsmoke
Note: This started out as a short story, but, I have a problem with making things too short. It escalated so please bear with me. PS, I promise you this is not just a story about sex. It had started out as just a day in the life, but unfortunately it blossomed into more. Sorry. KR
She knew it was going to be a bad day from the moment she set her dainty little feet onto the floor beside her bed and stepped on his US Marshal's pin. She always felt that that star had it in for her, now she was sure as she carefully pulled the pin out of her foot and watched as it began to bleed. "Men!" She said angrily as she threw the pin on the nightstand and looked at Matt. He lay there sleeping, his arm thrown over his eyes and his chest bared. The sheet was pulled low on his hips. She had to stop and admire his strong chest. He was an incredibly sexy man, but last light it was all about him. She thought back to what put her in such a rotten mood.
"Hello, Kitten." He said as he entered her bedroom at the Long Branch. She could see that he was aroused. His blues eyes had grown quite dark. She also knew what caused it. He had just been dancing with one of her girls, which was unlike him, and she had left the saloon for the solitude of her bedroom. She felt jealous and she wanted to claw out the eyes of one of her best girls. As she stood there looking up at him, he began to untie the sash of her robe.
"Matt," she said, pushing his hands away. "I'm not in the mood." She said tying the sash and starting to walk away. Matt reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her back into his embrace. He suddenly kissed her. She held her hands on his chest, attempting to push him away, but he wasn't willing to relinquish his grasp on her. She knew he wouldn't force her. Matt would never hurt her, but she didn't want to hurt him. She didn't want to refuse him. She loved him with every inch of her being. And that made her a sucker for his foreplay, even if she didn't reach a pinnacle, she always made sure that he was satisfied.
She felt her robe being removed, as the night air chilled her slightly. His hands were rough, one thing she loved was the contrast of his callused hands on her smooth skin. It did excite her to a point. His rough hands grasped at her breast and she gasped in his mouth. He was purposely being rough with her, and she knew that. But she wanted him now as well. He maneuvered her over to the bed, by this time she was minus her robe and he had is britches down to his hips. To her surprise, she never made it to the bed, but found herself pinned against the wall, as he slipped his arms under her knees and guided her legs around his waist. She pulled her mouth from his and gasped as he quickly entered her, not giving her time to slowly get used to him. Even after 10 years of being together, he was a very big man, and she was a small woman compared to his bulk. That sometimes made for uncomfortable situations. Such as now, when he did not stop to think of the discomfort he might cause her. But like always, Kitty adapted. She took in a quiet deep breath and willed her lower body to relax. With in minutes, Matt was moving inside of her. She loved the muscles in his back. They were strong and hard and she enjoyed the feel of them tightening under her hand.
Matt continued to push his hips hard against her, then withdrew, only to slam back into her. Kitty wrapped her one arm around his neck as the other hand snaked between their bodies to manipulate her throbbing sex. But Matt grabbed her hands, he pinned them on either side of her head as he continued to slam into her. Suddenly, without warning, she felt the heat of his release. Once again, he had reached orgasm, and had not thought about her needs. She knew he loved her, he just didn't get it. Sometimes you need to work to satisfy your woman. Maybe she should tell him. Looking up into his blue eyes, she felt her heart beating faster against her breast. Before she realized it, her mouth devoured his. Kitty moaned as Matt pulled back slightly, and his fingers found that sensitive spot between their joined bodies. He would not relinquish hold on her mouth, his tongue dipping into her mouth in the rhythm of his moving body. After what seemed like forever, Kitty felt that familiar tightening in her lover body. He was pushing her over the edge and she was going to go willingly. But then he stopped, as he emptied his seed once more into her. Kitty gasped in frustration as he pulled from her and gently lowered a frustrated and very unsatisfied Kitty to the ground. He showered her face with kisses as though they had both enjoyed the love making, but she didn't have the heart to tell him otherwise.
That memory alone made her boil inside. She was frustrated, angry, resentful of the fact that it was all so easy for him to get pleasure last night, while she had trust her hips frantically against his to achieve the same goal, but he relinquished hold of his orgasm first and left her in the cold. There was nothing to do, but bathe, get dressed and go shopping. She had work to do and that would keep her occupied for the time being. As she came around the bed, a very groggy Matt reached out to her and fumbled with her robe. "Matt! Stop! I have things to do!" She said as he pulled her on top of his chest.
"But I want you, Kitten." He said as his mouth devoured hers.
"That's nice to know." She said kissing him back. Suddenly she sat up and pushed her body up off of his. She then went into her bathroom and got ready for her bath, but not before locking the door behind her.
Matt sat back on the bed and smiled. He knew that she was frustrated as hell. He knew that he had not allowed her to reach her own orgasm last night. Of course, he felt badly for depriving her of the satisfaction, but he knew that he would soon more than make up for it. 'Today is going to end with a bang for sure.' He thought to himself. Kitty would be in that bath for sometime, trying to quietly take care of some unfinished business, but he would leave her tend to her needs for now, because tonight, she was his. Her body and soul would be his. Smiling he stood up and grabbed his robe from the foot of the bed. He then leaned against the door and listened. What he heard surprised him. He could hear her in there quietly sobbing. 'This is not good.' He thought to himself. Looking around, he found the key to the door and unlocked the door. Kitty's knees were up against her breast and her face was hidden in her knees. "Kitten, what's wrong?" He asked as he stepped over to the bathtub and knelt down.
"Go away, Matt, just go away." She told him without looking up at him.
Matt gently caressed her knee with his hand. "Let me help you, Kitten." He said as his and began to slide between her knees.
"No! Just leave me alone, dammit!" She said shoving him away from her. She was angry with him, that was for sure and he had done this to her.
"I'm not going to leave you like this, Kitten, I did this to you and I wanna help." He said as he forcefully slid his hand down between her thighs. Kitty could not stop him had she wanted to, she was defenseless once his hand made contact with her highly sensitive sex.
He swallowed her gasp, as his fingers slid effortlessly into her hot sheet. He could feel her already contracting around his fingers. She had gotten herself so close, but she had stopped, why? He didn't understand until he felt her nails digging into his back. It wasn't just reaching orgasm, she wanted, she wanted the intimacy with him. She loved the feel of his hard body between her thighs and pressed heavily down on her own. She hung onto him for dear life as she began to thrust against his hand.
"Please! Please Matt, I need you." She cried and he reached his other arm in behind her back and pulled his fingers from her, which made her whimper. Matt gently carried her back to their bed where he laid her wet body on the rumpled up sheets, then quickly took his place between her ivory thighs. He gazed for but a moment at her beautiful thighs, never in a million years would he have known that they held so much power in them, for when she wrapped them around his hips, he felt the strength of them as they pulled him into her. Kitty gasped as Matt filled her completely. He stilled himself, allowing her time to adjust to his presence, while he kissed her neck and jaw, reminding her of the tenderness between them and the fact that this was for her. She gasped as he retreated somewhat from her hot sheath, only to push back into her with a little more force. Within minutes he found a steady rhythm and she locked her ankles over his buttocks. She could feel the muscles in his derriere contracting each time he withdrew and returned. Kitty gasped for air as he moved his hips experimentally, and knew that a scream was building not only in her body, but in her throat as well. Trying to bite down as gently as possible on his shoulder, she came in a downpour of sensations. She felt as though her head exploded into a million pieces along with her entire body. But Matt was not finished. He had not reached his own peak and Kitten held on for dear life. Every move he made, sent a new wave of sparks ripping through her body. Matt watched in amazement as her eyes rolled back and she thrust her breast forward, his hand clamped down over her mouth just as she screamed once more. Her walls contracted frantically around him and he came. His body pumping harder, until at last, every last ounce of fluid he had to offer, was released within her walls. Keeping her legs wrapped around him, she held his exhausted body in her arms. Soothing his tired muscles in his back, his buttocks. Kissing the mark her teeth left behind on his shoulder and kissing his stubble covered cheek. "I love you, Matt. Thank you, my love." She kissed his eyelids, then his mouth. Her body felt warm and tingly, but most of all her body felt loved and cherished.
"I'm sorry Kitten." He said lying there, his face buried in her neck.
"You did that on purpose, last night, didn't you?" She asked him. He could feel the anger rising in her throat.
"Yes. I did, but I didn't mean to fall asleep, I was going to… well, you know." He looked into her beautiful blue eyes. "I'm sorry." He gently kissed her on the lips.
"No you're not." She said as took his face into her hands. "But you're gonna be, Mister." She said pushing her hips up and flipping them over, he was now beneath her.
Angrily she got up off of the bed and started for the bathroom, but Matt grabbed her about the waist.
"I'll make it up to you." He said kissing her shoulder. She could feel his hardness pressing against the cheeks of her buttock and she knew he was going to take her again. This time, she'd fight him because she was angry with him. She was still so frustrated and she needed to release it. She yelped as he flipped her over and stood her beside the bed. Pushing her down onto her knees and keeping her body against his.
"Let me up, dammit!" She yelled at him as she tried to push him away. "Mathew Dillon, if you don't let me up now, I'm gonna start screaming and that'll bring Sam in here with his shotgun." She said looking back at him. He smiled and as she opened her mouth to scream, he covered it with his huge hand and entered her from behind. Kitty rolled her eyes as his huge member made contact with her cervix, and her body convulsed to the pleasure he was bringing her. Matt watched as her hand on his thigh stopped pushing him away, then moved slightly on his thigh, to pull him into her. He also realized that she was pushing herself back against him to take all of him in. Pulling his hand carefully away from her mouth, he prayed she didn't scream and bring Sam running. She didn't disappoint him. "Oh God!" She cried out as he pushed harder and deeper into her. His hand slipped around her waist, making forceful contact with her throbbing sex. "Matt,.… Matt… please… oh God, Matt… I can't ….oooh!" She cried out at his relentlessness. She felt her body clenching around him and she knew she was about to explode. Suddenly she pulled the rumpled sheets against her and buried her face as she screamed. Matt's orgasm followed right behind her. He collapsed heavily on top of her. She slowly opened her eyes to the feel of him kissing her shoulders and neck.
"Am I forgiven?" He asked pulling his body up somewhat.
"I'll think about it." She told him.
Matt smiled knowing that she had most definitely forgiven him. Suddenly, his huge hand came down on her buttocks and she yelped. Matt pulled from her sheath and quickly kissed the spot where his hand had landed. He then pulled Kitty to her feet and pulled her around to face him. "I think you're gonna need another bath before you go downstairs." He said smiling at her flushed face. Gently tipping her face upward he gazed into her eyes. "I love you, Kitty."
"I know you do. And I love you, Cowboy, but if you ever do that to me again, so help me." She clenched her fist and waved it at him. He smiled as he took her wrist, kissed her fist and opened it, placing kisses in her palm. When he looked up, she had tears in her eyes.
"Please don't cry, Kitten, I'm sorry, really I am." He said pulling her naked form against his.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. I've been feeling like I'm on the edge lately and I want to yell or scream." She said as he gently rubbed her back. "I've been so irritable lately, and I don't know why?"
"Maybe you should see Doc, Kitten." He kissed her head.
"I'm sure it's nothing, Matt, just the seasons changing." She looked into his blue eyes, know that he would understand what she meant.
To be continued? Should I continue this story?