Nami kicked back in her jeans and smiled when she pushed the drink the man offered her away.
"Beer tastes like shit," she said and sipped her whiskey.
His smile slipped off before he scowled. "I was trying to be nice, you little bit-"
She just lifted her leg. Hard. And he went down. Nami winked at the bartender. "Oops."
Sanji grinned and threw his hand up to signal Franky who came to drag him away. Nami giggled before she downed the rest of her drink.
Beside her, Robin swished her glass of ice before she offered it to Sanji. "Another if you please."
"Right away, Miss Robin." Sanji did his impressive song and dance to make the drink Robin had ordered.
However, Nami watched the dance floor with a pout. It seemed to be a slow night. Besides that idiot before, nothing else had happened. Dismay trickled in like the rain outside. The storm may have chased away the fresh blood too.
Everyone was talking about the young cowboy in town. He had moved in next door, but next door meant twenty acres down the road from her. She had hoped to see him, but if he wasn't out drinking at this hour, would he even come out at all?
She grimaced. Obviously, she had been too quick to assume he had settled in. Would he appear tomorrow night instead?
"I'm gonna head home," Nami said, putting her glass down - the only one she had nursed that night over the last few hours. She hadn't even finished it.
Robin pouted. "I thought you wanted to see the new rancher."
"It's ten-thirty. He's probably being a good boy and staying in for the night."
"Hmhm, maybe he heard you'd be here and got spooked."
Nami smirked. "But he hasn't even met me yet. Poor, frightened, little cowboy. Maybe I'll just be neighborly and make him some peach cobbler."
Nursing her water bottle, Nami sighed as the rain dumped over her truck. The downpour covered her windshield in a torrent for which her wipers were unsuited. Luckily, no one else was driving that night, so no one blinded her while driving past. Not that anyone drove that late or down this road. She supposed now it would only be him and her family.
After Nami's house, there were miles and miles of nothing but forests and hills.
She glanced out her window when she passed her new neighbor's house.
The porch light was on, and Nami's brows perked until her truck sputtered. Nami hit the brakes in surprise, leading the truck over to the side of the road.
Nami gaped at her dashboard, unbelieving, until she tried to start it again.
Nothing.
"Oh, no, no. You can't - what are you doing?"
Hopping out into drenching rain, Nami popped the top and peeked in on her engine. It wasn't smoking, and all she smelled seemed normal enough.
She reached for her phone in her pocket.
She reached for her phone in her back pocket.
She reached for her phone in her jacket.
"Nonono!"
Soaked through, Nami stared at her truck while rain pelted through her clothes. Her eyes slid over to the lone porch light, and she realized someone was standing underneath.
Taking a deep breath, she glanced left and right, but the road was empty.
The figure under the light came down the stairs when he realized she was coming over, and Nami finally met her neighbor while soaked to the bone.
"C'mon out of the rain," he said, and she followed him to her porch with no issue.
Only when she was on his porch under the roof did Nami get a better picture of her new neighbor. Warm black eyes gazed back as he smiled.
"Well, bad luck on the road, huh? I can help you tow it if you need."
"Uh, I just need to borrow your phone." She chewed her lip in thought though. "Oh, shit."
"Huh?" He had turned to his front door, but now looked at her with a curious tilt to his head.
"Bellemere finally turned off the home phone. I just remembered."
"Where do you live?"
Nami stared as he reached around the door for something on the wall and pulled out a set of keys. He wasn't ogling her. She was certain she didn't look appealing as a wet rag, but most guys looked at her with lust, and she knew her nipples were hard against the arms she had crossed over herself.
But nothing at all?
"I'm your neighbor actually. I'm Nami." She offered a hand to him, still not moving her arm.
He smiled and took her hand to squeeze it. "Nice to meet ya, I'm Luffy." Stepping down the stairs, he pointed out the barn where she could see his red truck inside. "Lemme get you home at least. We can worry about your truck tomorrow."
Her mouth worked for a moment before she said, "I'll get your truck wet!"
"Ain't nothing that's not been in it before," Luffy said with a grin. Then he eyed her, but he didn't linger long. "Do you want a towel first though?"
"Ah, that'll help," she said, and he nodded with that wide smile, heading inside.
"I'll be right back! Go ahead and have a drink from the cooler!"
Nami gaped at his back and eyed the drink he had by his bench, but it was only a cola can, so at least he wasn't drunk. After a moment, she opened his cooler and smiled at the ice and soda cans inside before she selected an iced tea.
While she was sipping, she peeked into the house, noting the large living room inside. There were still boxes here and there, so he was still unpacking as she had thought.
Luffy returned with a red towel, and Nami wrapped it around herself with a shudder, surprised by the warmth.
"Fresh out of the dryer!"
She stared at him, pausing with the towel in her hair. He wasn't staring at her tits and he had warmed his towel for her to keep warm? Nami's cheeks flushed, but she pulled the towel down to rub her face to hide it away.
"Ah, thank you so much," she whispered.
Except he wasn't done. Luffy pulled on a jean jacket before he offered her one as well to cover her head. "No point in getting wet all over again."
"Yeah," she said, swallowing nothing. Men were supposed to marvel over her body. She laughed at their gawking faces.
She found her eyes trailing over him in his blue jeans and tan button-up shirt. Luffy had a leather belt with a brass buckle that looked like it had the moon and waves on it. When he plopped a cowboy hat on his head, Nami bit her lip.
As their eyes met again, he grinned and tipped his hat to her.
Oh, lord, he saw me.
Luffy asked, "You ready?"
Nami nodded hard. She had to be ready or else she was about to find out how sturdy that bench was.
Cheeks on fire, she followed him out into the pouring rain to the barn. Inside, it smelt oddly fresh. The hay up in the loft was clean, and no muck was on the ground yet. Nami peeked around in surprise. It seemed more put together than his house.
"So what are you doing with the farm here?"
He smirked and eyed her shirt. Nami glanced down at her cow print button-up in some surprise. What was he looking at that he hadn't before? Did he only look after she had looked?
"I'm gonna breed cattle."
She raised her head, staring back as he smiled wider.
Breed ... cattle?
Nami glanced at her shirt again and flushed. Had he just insinuated that he could breed her? Her thighs pressed together, and she thought about how close that hayloft was and how warm the summer rain was.
He unlocked his truck though with that grin still lodged in place. "Gettin' in?"
When she climbed into the passenger's side, she ignored how it was a front bench seat. She couldn't just slide over onto his lap because she wasn't going to.
She touched a hot cheek and wondered if she had drunk more than she had thought. The tea had not been tampered with either. Nami didn't let men open drinks for her after all. He hadn't even known she was coming.
"Sorry about the water on the seats," she whispered.
Luffy licked his lips. "Don't worry about it."
As they passed her truck on the road, Nami shifted, feeling the water squish under her. "Your truck'll smell like a wet rat though."
"Nah, it'll smell like a wet Miss Nami." When he smirked at her, she shivered.
"What, are you a secret pervert? Are you going to lick it dry when you get home?" She tried to scoff.
Luffy chuckled. "Pervert? You're the one that said it. You got a dirty mind, Miss Nami."
She flushed darker and turned her eyes away. "I didn't say I wanted you to."
"I didn't say that you did," he said with a smirk, glancing at her again, and Nami hunched her shoulders with hotter cheeks. "How about this? I'll just make sure you apologize."
Nami watched his hands, but they didn't budge from the steering wheel. They seemed to squeeze the wheel a bit too tightly though.
"So what'll you do?"
"Hm, well." Luffy licked his lips again, and her face flushed with a heat she never felt before. "Punishment usually means a spanking, doesn't it?"
"I'm not a child!"
"What are you then?"
"A grown woman," she said, frowning. "What else could I be?"
He glanced at her shirt again and smirked. "A cute cow?"
"A ...?" Flabbergasted, Nami stared at him and adjusted her shirt. No one had ever called her a cow. Bitch got men tossed out on their asses. But cow? And from the way he smiled, he seemed to think it suited her. "Who ... what kind of pervert are you anyway?"
"Mm, well, I'm a steak fan."
Her jaw dropped. "Did ...? You want to eat me?"
"I'd ask you out to dinner first, but I don't know anywhere around here yet."
Nami pursed her lips at that, shoulders firmly pressed up.
Luffy smiled slowly before he said, "You don't like wine and dine either? So maybe you just want a good roll in the hay."
When her cheeks burned, and he grinned, Nami felt a spike of awareness of her desire that she hadn't quite understood until that moment. Licking dry lips, she said, "You like breeding cows then?"
"It's not a like. It's my job, Miss Nami," he said, but he chuckled. "I could grow to like breeding cows though."
Her mouth fell open, but her heart began beating through her chest. "Do you have a stud yet?"
"I could show you."
Nami nodded, sweating when he stopped the truck only just down the road from her house. She could see the light on in Bellemere's room through the rain, but she watched him unbuckle his seatbelt before he came over to straddle her lap.
He grinned, tongue trailing over his lips. "You're a little wet, so I don't think it'd be easy to get those jeans back on. I'll just show you how I milk my cows instead."
Flushing, Nami started unbuttoning her shirt for him. When her bra was revealed, Luffy grasped her breasts with a groan, and her nipples, hard from the cool of the rain, prickled with more pleasure. She arched to his touch, thrilled as he pinched her nipples through her bra.
"Found your udders easy enough."
She breathed faster, moaning when he pulled on her teats. Nami gripped his jeans to hold onto him while his fingers worked on her.
"I'll be using machines for milking, but there's nothing like good ol' fashioned milking with your hands."
Panting, she stared at his face. Dark, black eyes watched her wriggle. She pulled her bra down more, and he grasped her bare nipples instead, kneading and tugging in a milking motion. Nami moaned when he chuckled, and she noticed the bulge growing in front of her face.
"Maybe I could get you into a milking machine. I could work on breeding you."
With a shudder, Nami peered at him, leaning back against the truck seat to give him as much room as possible. She squirmed to his touch and the words that sent hot flashes through her.
"I'm not ... a real cow, you silly stud."
Smirking, Luffy undid his buckle and let his belt hang open while he unzipped in front of her. Nami moaned before she pulled his boxers down to free his veiny cock. When she leaned forward though, Luffy pressed her head back.
"You don't gotta suck it. This stud's for cunts."
She shuddered and squeezed her thighs together. Nami was wet from just his touch, but she thought he might have aroused her with his fantasy alone.
He thrust between her breasts, still tugging on her nipples. His cock peeked out from the top of her breasts, and she moaned from the sight. As he thrust between her breasts, the pleasure of it shocked her. When he squeezed her so tenderly, Nami arched to him, moaning before she hugged her breasts around his cock.
Groaning, he concentrated on her nipples, and Nami squealed when he began the milking motion again.
"Luffy! Fuck my udders!" She felt silly, but when he grinned and his hips thrust harder, Nami sucked onto his tip with a hum.
"That's not fair," he whispered in a rasp.
Nami tasted cum on her tongue. Moaning, she laved over his cockhead. "Don't you like getting your cock sucked by a cow with big tits?"
He grunted while her tongue slicked over his slit. "I want to taste your cunt too!"
Her brows perked, gaping when he twisted her nipples and pulled them up more. "Yes!"
"Shh, I know what you pretty cows like."
Luffy thrust faster, and her head dropped back - the bounce of her breasts pulled on her teats with each of his thrusts. Her body writhed while heat spiraled inside of her, and he tortured her nipples to a pliant point.
"Just need to train your sweet udders to give me some milk ..."
With a cry, she broke, tears streaming down her cheeks. Trembling through her high, Nami felt her breasts pulse in pleasure, pulse below, and she could imagine her nipples lactating over his hands and cock.
When she slumped back, whimpering, Luffy stroked his cock in her face. Before, she might have scoffed, but no one had ever made her orgasm with her breasts before either. Nami opened her mouth in an invitation, and in a few strokes, he released into her mouth, grunting.
Nami tasted bitter seed in her mouth before she sucked his tip to clean him.
"Fuck, what a dirty mouth," he said, claiming her lips with his.
She sucked around his tongue and coiled her arms around him, hands pulling at his hair while he groped her breasts. Nami could never imagine coming down from this high again.
Upon parting, he grinned. "I need your number, Miss Nami. Gotta thank you for that marvelous titjob."
Thank? Nami moaned, still feeling shivers run through her whenever her breasts rubbed against anything. "Give me your phone and I'll give you more than my number."
His brows perked, and he handed his phone over.
When she woke up, Nami was very confused. The clock still said that she shouldn't be awake for another hour, but a truck was outside, lighting her window. With lights like that to reach her on the second floor, she got out of bed to peek outside, holding the curtain to cover her naked body.
It was her dirty silver truck, and indeed, Luffy's red. He had towed it like he had promised.
Lord, why'd you make this one man so perfect? Nami bit her lip hard, dragging her teeth across her bottom lip while she admired him.
Wearing a pair of dark jeans that hugged his hips, Luffy had a black belt and that buckle again, but now he had a gun holster slung around him so the gun rested in easy reach against his thigh. Eyes trailing up, the orange flannel shirt delighted her under a leather vest. He even wore a red bandana around his neck to keep off dust.
And that cowboy hat ...
Luffy's head turned, and she saw his face light upon seeing her.
He lifted his hand before he tipped his hat.
She was about to open her window when she heard the front door slam open.
Nami paled when she heard Bellemere through her old window.
And did she have her shotgun!?
"Bellemere!" Nami yelped and grabbed her robe before she ran downstairs.
"-dirty thing you're doing at this hour of the morning! I see you want to steal more than ju-"
"Bellemere!" She shouted again, but she stopped on the front porch with a flushed face. Nami was grateful then that she hadn't opened the window and flashed him.
She hadn't even noticed the other man but for Luffy being there.
Scoffing, Bellemere frowned at her, but her shotgun lowered only a bit. "Nami, girl, what are you doing up? Get back to bed!"
"Bellemere, Luffy just towed my truck home! I broke down in front of his house, and he said he'd bring it back. I didn't know how early he'd do it." It was mightily inconvenient now that she thought about it, but there was nothing else for it now. Before, at least, it had been sweet of him.
Nami thought that would be the end of it. She had not expected the scowl to intensify.
Bellemere snorted. "I suppose that's all well and good then." She finally pointed the barrel at the ground with a sniff. "But you best stay clear from now on, Mister Luffy! I don't take kindly to fools that keep barking up the wrong tree."
Luffy lowered his hands, letting them settle on his hips away from his gun, though the man behind him sagged completely, arms hanging to his knees as he heaved a heavy sigh of relief. They turned to each other, and Luffy nodded to his truck.
"Well, the work here's done. Let's get that new barn hand." Luffy tipped his hat at her and Bellemere. "Ma'am, Miss Nami."
The other man jittered as he tipped his hat too, but he scampered to the other side of Luffy's truck to clamber inside.
When Bellemere turned to face her, Nami prayed that the blush was gone.
"That man's no good."
Nami jolted, staring at her stepmother in surprise. "Why's that?"
"Don't you remember last year? Farm wasn't even for sale, but some man kept having some realtor come by asking for the price."
Her skin prickled as she remembered. She hadn't even heard his name before, but she could recall the bitter anger in her gut when she had heard Bellemere ranting up and down in the kitchen. They would never sell the farm just to make it easier on themselves. It had been in Bellemere's family for generations, and for someone to buy it off of her ...
"That was him."
She felt the act of last night slap her in the face. How he had acted warmer after knowing she was his neighbor. Did he have plans to get to her mother's farm through her? Nami could hardly imagine it.
What was worse was that she had taken several dirty pictures of herself for him on his phone before he had a little more fun with her breasts. Nami still felt marvelously sore and had gone to bed with her hand between her thighs, dreaming of what he could do to the mess he had left behind.
That was the man she had to give up on? And what would he do with those pictures?
"Thanks, Robin," Nami said. She stared at her phone, but put it away in her back pocket. As it was, she had no urge to check her messages, still feeling a little sick in her stomach.
"I tried calling after you left, and I jumped when it went off next to me." Robin laughed, and Nami smiled, but it felt lopsided and wrong. "Are you okay?"
"So, about last night." Nami glanced to check where Bellemere and Nojiko were first before she leaned over to whisper, "I might have a problem."
She raised an eyebrow, lips pursed, before she said, "You didn't take a man home with you, did you? I swear you left alone."
"Well, no, he took me home after I broke down, and ... I ... was anything posted online anywhere? That you could see? About me?" Nami winced, one eye open for the reaction from Robin, but she only appeared confused.
"Nothing I saw, but I haven't looked in a while." After a moment of studying her face, Robin smirked. "Oh, lord, what'd you do, Nami? You weren't drunk last night. Your truck broke down? Where?"
"I wish I had the drunkenness excuse," she said. "My truck broke down in front of the new neighbor's house. It was pouring rain, and I thought I'd borrow his phone, but then I remembered Bellemere cut the house phone, and then I don't know what happened, but I ..."
Robin's eyebrows climbed her forehead with every other word, and it surprised Nami they didn't leap into the air and fly away.
"Why, Miss Nami, what naughty mess did you get yourself into?"
"You know how when your jeans are soaked through it's a colossal pain to get them off? Well, it was raining last night," she whispered, eyes still on the lookout for Bellemere or Nojiko. "If it wasn't raining, I'd still have soaked them through. Robin, that man is - is a godsend. Or I thought he was anyway." Nami shook herself. She was still thinking about that glorious orgasm while he had milked her of all things.
He would have bred her if not for that rain though.
"Your neighbor sounds mighty fine to me. What happened though?"
"He's the man that was trying to buy our farm last year. I found out from Bellemere this morning when he towed my truck back. She's still mad, and I am now too, but-"
"You sure don't sound mad."
Nami covered her cheeks. "Godsend, Robin. I still want to come over for another neighborly round of - of last night." She couldn't tell her what he had done to her. Part of her still didn't believe it - that she could cum with his cock between her breasts, and his fingers tugging and twisting just so.
"So ... what else happened?"
"I gave him my number and I ... took pictures for him." The shame flooded through all in a rush. Nami sat on the lower fence beam, sighing heavily.
She felt her phone in her back pocket then, and a hot flush filled her cheeks.
"There's gotta be some law to keep you safe from that kind of thing, Nami." Robin pulled out her phone to search away, and Nami bit her lip.
"What if he just keeps it as insurance though? I took those willingly. I wanted to call him and hop on-" She groaned and covered her face. "I'm an idiot!"
Pouting, Robin kneeled by her to stroke her back. "No, you're not. We'll fix this. Why don't you check your phone to see if he sent anything suspicious? I'm still looking up some laws."
With a wince, Nami took a deep breath before she whipped out her phone and unlocked it.
Several messages were from spam, but one new number caught her eye.
The first was her own message.
This is the number of your new stud
After that though, were all from him, and her eyes widened.
Stud? Yer a cute dirty little cow
I was gonna send you a pic 2, but I guess girls don't like em?
Do you want 1?
She stared, cheeks flushed while she wriggled. He was at least acting politely still. Would he drop it if she asked him to delete the pictures?
Didn't she have to make sure he did?
Taking a deep breath, she searched all the media sites she knew and scanned for her image or name anywhere. However, everything she found was from messages talking about her birthday or having fun at the fair or even just any party out in a barn or bar she had attended. The only bad things she saw were from the usual assholes that found out her name and tried to slander her for saying 'no'.
There was a new rant from that idiot last night.
Licking her lips, Nami said, "I don't see anything out yet. Just that jerk from the bar."
"What jerk?"
Nami sprang to her feet to face Bellemere. "Ah, just an asshole! He thought buying me a drink would get him a little hookup." Her lips twisted in disgust when she remembered. "Called me a bitch right in front of Sanji too."
Bellemere grinned. "And you showed him your good leg, right?"
"Damn straight!" She flushed with anger this time, but she recalled what Luffy had called her before. Wasn't that insulting too?
Except Luffy had called her cute. Pretty. He liked cows. Hell, she liked cows! They were cute!
"What do you have in your britches? Quit wriggling. Lunch break's over anyway." Nami tried to kill her blush while Bellemere turned to Robin. "Got any time to help, Robin? There's dinner in it for you."
Robin glanced at Nami, and she could read the promise of discovering more for her in Robin's eyes. "Of course, a few extra hands will get the job done quicker too."
Sagging, Nami put her phone back into her pocket and tried to forget about Luffy's offer.
Nami played with the edge of her jean dress for a moment before she put it back. If she got that wet, it might be just as hard to take off. She stopped with a dark flush, realizing what she had just thought. He would not get the chance again anyway. Why dress up for him when nothing was going to happen?
Besides, she was going to the bar.
But it was hot ...
With a sigh, she pulled out the yellow sundress next with the pink flowers on the hem instead. About to finish, she looked at herself in the mirror before she spotted her cute cowgirl hat behind her.
Biting her lip, she told herself she was three kinds of fools, but she grabbed the cow print hat and put it on for a quick check before she let it hang from her neck while inside.
"Nami! What're you doing up there!? Let's go!"
She rushed out of her room and down the stairs. "I was just cleaning up!"
When she saw her in some blue jeans and a clean work shirt - Nojiko still had her sunglasses in her hair - Nami turned beet red and stopped in her tracks in the middle of the stairs.
Nojiko smirked. "All dolled up tonight, huh?"
Nami headed downstairs with a pout. She couldn't meet her eyes while she shrugged though. "It's hot tonight."
"It rained last night." Bellemere lifted her narrowed eyes from her book and inspected Nami's dress before she raised a smooth brow.
Mind searching for the truth in the lie, Nami put her hands on her hips and sniffed. No one could read her like Bellemere after all. "And I came home soaked to the bone. Do you know how hard it was to get out of those jeans? I put them up to dry, and they're still damp."
Smiling, Nojiko slid beside Nami while they left Bellemere in the living room. Thankfully, she whispered, "I think you got a little wetter than you're saying. Who was it?"
Her head jerked, but she kept her eyes straight ahead. "Who was who?"
"Well, you were talking to Robin about something. Did you use protection? You looked a little worried."
She burned darker and knew she lost when Nojiko smirked victoriously. Her voice lowered more, glancing backward even though they were out of the house now. "It was nothing. I just might've done something stupid."
"How drunk were you?"
I was stone-cold sober, she thought, but she shook her head. "You don't want to know."
"Oh, really? Do we need to stop at the store for some emergency protection?"
Nami shook her head too hard she realized, and her shoulders hunched when Nojiko grinned wider. "It's not like that!"
"Uh huh," Nojiko said with that knowing smile and climbed into her truck. "Tell me how it's not like that."
When they passed Luffy's house, she kept her eyes straight ahead even as she felt a cold sweat bead on her brow.
Nami licked her lips and glanced at Robin before she said, "Nojiko knows now too."
Her eyes still looked like they would pop at any moment, but then she was smiling too hard to be surprised anymore.
"So did he send anything?" Robin asked.
"Not anything more," she said, pouting when Nojiko leaned forward and Robin frowned in concern.
Nojiko grinned. "So what'd he send you? Any dick pics? Those are a riot. It's so sad."
With a huff, Nami said, "As opposed to me taking pics of my tits for him to jack off to? Yeah, it's sad. I feel real sad about it."
Crossing her arms, Nojiko tilted her head with a roll of her eyes. "Okay, so you didn't fuck him, but you gave him pictures of yourself half-naked. He's not posted anything, but he sent you something. What was it?"
"He asked if I wanted any dick pics," she said and blushed when they laughed.
"Oh, is that better?"
"I mean, I gave him mine, so ..."
Robin tapped her lips with a smile as she studied her, and Nami tried to shrink back. "So do you want him to send them?"
"You at least know what it looks like, so you know it's his." Nojiko teased. "Might as well get the goods on him so he can't just use your pics against you too."
Nami looked at her phone, pouting at the last message he had sent. The message had come last night at about midnight - probably when he had gotten home after dropping her off.
Do you want 1?
Taking a deep breath, Nami began to type back only to stop as her phone buzzed.
Sorry abt this morning
Nojiko and Robin's eyes widened when Nami's jaw dropped.
I can delete the pics if u dont want to c me
She was a fish, mouth gaping open before it closed until she opened it again, but no words seemed forthcoming.
"He's lying," Nojiko said when Nami showed them.
Robin rubbed her chin though, lips pursed in thought. "Maybe we should go see him."
Nami gaped at them, feeling dread inside as Nojiko smiled excitedly. "We'll get him to give those pictures up!"
"No, we don't have to do that!" She knew after she said that she had made up her mind, and they could see it in her eyes.
"Do you like him that much?" Robin rested her chin on her hand with a smile.
Nojiko's mouth hung open before she blurted, "Bellemere's going to take your hide off in strips!"
She smiled though. "You'll drop me off though, right?"
"I should leave you in an alleyway!"
"I know it's risky, but I want to talk to him! He really doesn't seem like a bad guy!"
They glanced at each other, and Nami shrank into her seat. Nojiko was her ride, but Robin might drop her off if she didn't mind driving out so far. Either way, she had the feeling she would have to convince both of them.
Unless ...
Nami glanced at her phone before slowly sliding it down as if she was going to put it in her dress pocket. And she did.
After she texted Luffy.
Luffy pulled up beside her on the road, and Nami hopped into his passenger side with a dark flush. She had gone home late with Nojiko, but she was also drunk and passed out in her bed. Nami had dropped her off, but then went right out the door with a text for him and prayer that no prowlers ended up on her road.
It was just him though, and he smiled at the sight of her, eyes darting to her cow print hat before he turned the truck around. He sped down the lonely country road, dust flying behind them, and Nami breathed faster. She only had to talk to him, but watching the excitement in his eyes, Nami squeezed her thighs together.
"You wanted to talk?"
"Yeah," she whispered. When he slipped his phone out of his pocket to slide it to her, Nami's eyes widened.
"You hold onto that then. Don't think I'd mind a few pics going missing."
Her jaw must have hit the floor because he grinned so broadly.
She picked up his phone though and opened the phone after he told her the unlock code. Her shoulders hunched all the more from the trust he gave her. For all he knew, she might have flung it out the window. The picture in the background was of a windmill in a field.
When she opened his gallery though, she had to gape at all the images since last night with her. Pictures of cows and farming equipment graced her eyes before she found the pictures of her and her breasts.
Nami stared at herself, happy in her lust. She bit her lip when she saw the one with his cock between her breasts before she closed his phone and set it down.
"I ... am I just a way to get to my step-mom?"
His brows jumped, but he shook his head. "Hell no! Last night was just me and you."
"What's tonight then?"
Luffy glanced at her. His bandana was a fresh green one now with a swirling pattern on the corner, but his shirt was unbuttoned part of the way. She could see his chest and fought the impulse to reach out for it.
"Tonight, we can just talk."
"Do you have anything to drink besides soda?"
He smirked. "I really wanna drink you." Nami's cheeks inflamed at the thought of him at her breasts again. "I don't think alcohol's good for a chat like this, don't you think?"
Nami gazed at his face, watching how he licked his lips, but then tried to hide it.
Did he fight it like she did?
Her eyes trailed back to his chest. "I don't have milk, you know."
"Well, we can talk about that too if you don't want to talk about anything else." He shifted, and her eyes darted to his lap and the bulge that looked mightily uncomfortable.
"About how you might just want me for the family farm?"
"Fuck the farm! I want to fuck you."
With a shudder, she slid across the bench and pressed to his side. His eyelids wavered, threatening to close before he wrapped his arm around her and squeezed her hip while she found his ear with her tongue.
"Damn it, woman, I'm almost home! Do you want me to pull over again?"
She whispered, "Throw me in the hayloft."
Luffy groaned as they pulled into his barn. When he jumped out, he dragged her over to yank at her sundress. She whipped off her bra and tossed it behind her while he pulled her panties down her thighs.
All at once, her back hit the seat of the bench when he pushed her legs up. With a gasp, she tried to peek down between her thighs, but she only saw his tongue before he speared her. Nami gaped, scrambling for breath while he sucked on her soaked lips. Luffy ground his tongue over her clitoris before circling her insides like a man searching for the last drop of honey in a bottle.
Sobbing, she tried to buck, but every thrust of his tongue made her feel boneless.
He spread her legs wider, showing his enraptured face as he ate her out. Nami squealed when his lips wrapped around her clitoris, and he thrust a finger inside.
It was wrong. They hadn't talked about anything but sex! But he said he wanted her.
Damn her, but she wanted him too.
She squeaked when he trailed his tongue to her lower abdomen, and she tightened around his finger.
"Can I fit more than one? Fuck, can I cum inside of you?"
Nami moaned, biting her knuckle as she stared at him. "I use birth control. You - you can if you want."
His finger quickened inside while his black eyes smoldered. "Tell me that you want your stud's seed, little cow."
"Oh, fuck, yes!" She didn't have to think about that one.
With a growl, his tongue worked tight circles around her clit, and he thrust a second finger into her pussy. Nami bucked to his hand and mouth with want. She had hoped he would be as enthusiastic as he had sounded before, but this was more than she had even dreamed. Luffy had told her he wanted to taste her cunt, but he slurped and groaned to her throbbing skin as if he was starving.
Every stroke had one purpose - her shrieking end.
Her head hit the seat, struggling to hold onto that sweet sensation of tongue and fingers, but she only slipped further. Nami sobbed into her ecstasy with her thighs pressed hard around his lascivious face. His eyes glittered from below as her hips finally relaxed with her next moan.
When she looked expectantly at him, he stunned her by taking out his fingers and heaving her over his shoulder next.
"You want to be bred in the hayloft, right?"
She clenched fists into his shirt while he climbed the ladder. A rush of adrenaline shot through her, but she tried looking at his ass in those tight jeans instead to distract herself. Nami did not dare to grab it though as much as she wished for it since she did not want to fall.
Up in the hay, Luffy set her down before him, and she kneeled, opening her mouth, but he grinned and patted her head.
"Silly cow, I have to milk you first." Her toes curled when he sat on a bale of hay. "C'mere and stand in front of me."
Whimpering, Nami rose to bend in front of him so her breasts hung before his face. Looking into his eyes, she bit her lip as he tenderly squeezed her, thumbs flicking over her nipples.
"Mm, are you still sore?" He whispered.
Nami hissed when he laved his tongue over one and blew. "No! They're not sore. I want to be milked again!"
When he pinched her nipples with a smirk, Nami cried out. His eyes burrowed into hers while he groaned. "Then you should stay the night. I'll get you milked in the morning too."
He thrust a finger into her again when he latched onto a teat, and her hips jolted in awe. Her body ached from the thought of it. Sleeping in his bed? Being woken by his mouth and fingers for a hot milking before he turned her over for him to breed her? Panting, she endured his sucking mouth and twisting fingers on her nipples while he made a mess on his other hand.
"Yes! Fuck me, yes, I want to be your milk cow!" She clutched into his hair, pushing his hat back. His eyelids lowered.
Luffy truly seemed to drink her in - not with his mouth, but with his eyes. Nami melted.
Wearing only her sandals, naked in a hayloft as a dusky cowboy pawed her to sweet arousal, Nami only wished for the night to never end. What was she going to do in the morning? The only thing she could think was to let him have his way with her before she had to call her mother to let her know where she was. He didn't want the farm; he wanted her.
Bellemere had raised them to be strong - to know exactly what they wanted and to take it.
When he released her breasts with a pop, he undid his buckle and belt before he slapped her thigh. "Turn around, cow."
Nami hissed before she did as she was told, and the hayloft floor creaked when he stood behind her. His thumbs pulled her lips open, and Nami cried out when he lapped through her folds once more.
"Luffy!"
"One or two loads should get your milk flowing, I bet." Luffy leaned over her back, grasping her breasts to knead them while her toes curled.
She knew what she wanted.
Nami took his cock to the hilt, gasping in the sweet musk of hay when the full length kissed her womb. A sweet yearning flooded her with every thrust of his hips, and his belt ground into her ass. It would brand her, and she knew then that she wanted a mark, his mark on her.
Her legs slid wider, and she braced herself to his pounding hips. Luffy's hot breath was in her ear, grunting. Nami's stud rutted, and his hands became rougher, palms rubbing circles over her nipples now instead.
The angle had her thrusting back. She squeezed around his pistoning cock to feel her end. It was so close.
When his fingers found her nipples, pulling once more, Nami trembled in her sandals.
"Yes, that's it," he growled, and she whimpered when she constricted. "My first cute little cow is getting a calf. I'll make sure you give lots of yummy milk."
Rain pelted the roof, but Nami shuddered in the heat with her stud. He struck at her womb, insisting on her submission, and she cried out. As she fell into the fantasy with him, Nami considered getting her birth control removed.
After all, he wanted to milk her.