banner by Erendira
| Chapter 9 Hey in for a penny then, or should I say a cent since it was that tipped the balance. Ah funny Joe Byrne. Will yer stop with that now and concentrate on the more urgent issue in hand, well her hand if I was to be exact. Just don’t look down, see them fingers around yer, slipping all the way down to yer balls. Christ. Ah sure … just keep on doin’ that. I like that; the noise yer breath makes too, all harsh, aye and that knowin’ smile. Yeah you got me Eva! Banged to rights so I am. I want yer. Funny how they act like it is a surprise. As if it was ever going to be different. Fuck it though Lass, you keep doing that and it will be all done. To tell the truth, having waited all this time though it’d be a shame to have it over with so quick. Decor...there yer go, that’s should do it for a moment. Close me eyes and think about the décor, though I am not sure what sort of man it is that thinks about indoors furnishings when there is a Lass’ hand on his cock. But anyways I will take meself away, just for a minute or two. Can’t see what she means about the place. Looks fancy as anywhere I have spent the night- wallpaper, them little lamps with the tassel shades around, even the…Jesus…don’t even thinking about doin’ that! Not unless you want me spillin’ in yer mouth right now. Though Christ, seeing her head, those little curls and those eyes looking up at me while she does it … ah shit, come on now Joseph. Get yerself together. I could just let her, let her kiss the rest of the way down me chest but the truth is I want to fuck, and I’d swear on all the saints that I could say the same for her. We must have been both cut from the same ol’ bit of dirty cloth eh Lass? Maybe later. Maybe later you can go back to doing that thing with yer mouth, Jesus…Deep breath. We got all night unless, that is, Ned comes banging on the door with some bloody plan he just thought up, or the traps arrive...she said something about moving pictures of us from the bank in Denilquin. Christ, what I would give to not have to think beyond this now. Especially as she is sliding a leg over me. “Better idea than sitting on that friggin’ horse anyway!” “Ah now Eva, did yer not enjoy the ride to get here then? And there was me thinking you were rubbing your arse up and down against me for sport, to see how long I could keep going before dragging you down off that thing, and having me way wit ‘yer right in there the Bush” It is good when you laugh, and when you do that with yer hips. “Now you never said that was an option!” “I like you Lass, the things and thoughts that come out of your mouth, direct. Back home, likely as not I’d get nuttin’ fer that, except a frown of ‘what are yer on about now Joe Byrne?’ and roll of the eyes if I was lucky” What was that little look for then? Ah come on now Eva, we both know who we are. How many fellas have you had? Ah never mind that now, come and sit atop of me, let me pull the blanket around yer shoulders, all cosy like we are in a little tent. Nothing else in the world, just you me and my cock moving all wet and heavy against yer arse, just perfect. Maybe we could just stay here eh? Just lay here. With you kissing me and me inside yer. Fuck all that other stuff outside. Ah Eva, now wouldn’t that be grand? There’s not so much light now, just that through the cloth and I can feel the heat of your breath on my face. “Are yer alright?” She is squinting at me now “Course I am…why?” It’s just, well, I want to make sure. Make sure you know that it isn’t nothin’. And that I am glad you are here under this blanket wi’ me, keeping me warm. Fucked if I know what year it is, nor what time, nor what the hell I am doing apart from this with you. Christ will stop yerself now Joe. First off, the Lass is sitting here of her own free will, looking quite happy with it too. And second, you carry on with all that and she will be looking at yer like women do, that kind of gentle thing in their eyes, like they know everything you need, and feel a bit sorry for yer. Aye I can see it now, in that smile. Some things don’t change eh? Not even by...what was it again? Two t’ousand and eight, aye. “Joe...” She can’t stop touching me face. Maybes she is wondering what on earth she is doing here wit’ some fella claims he is an outlaw who passed away all them years ago. Or what she is doing with some fella who was about to make her come, and now is just as interested in knowin’ about her state of mind. Maybe she is already thinking about how these hip bones are digging in her arse and he could do with a good meal. Either way I’ve only meself to blame. “Thank yer for coming with me, here. Sure I need to know about those things you said, but…well I am glad” Oh they don’t call me the friggin’ poet of the Kelly Gang for nuttin’ eh? Ah but Eva, she is made of stern stuff. Thank Christ fer that. Sliding down she is, all that wet mixing up with mine “Believe me I can’t think of one single place I would rather be, well no, that’s not true...” I will do meself a favour and just stop talkin’ then. Wait for her to say. “Joe I haven’t stopped dreaming about it, thinking about it, not since before” Ah she makes me smile! Blushing a bit, but then she doesn’t seem the sort of Lass to let that stop her neither. “Sod the soft mattress for now. I want you and me against that wall there…” She is off me before the laugh is out of me mouth I can just see the reflection of my eyes in hers, grinning like the idjut that I am. I have her thighs round me hips and my cock pressing into all that heat. Christ, I can see it on her face now, every time her back hits the wall. Fuck “And after… Joe… I will tell you why you can’t stay…oh..and how you are going to make me sad…” I might say the same Eva me darlin’. Jesus, Joseph and Mary, you feel good |