The tractor rumbled beneath her through the paddock. A break in the rain meant that Daisy had to be quick to seed before it started all over again and drenched her in the open tractor. Silently, she cursed herself. She was already drenched. In her rush to beat the rain, she'd ran from the house in her comfiest sundress, Birkenstocks, and a pair of socks, choosing to forego underwear and a bra in her hurry (not an unusual practice for her). The deep rumble of the tractor and the bounces it made on its way through the field always set her on edge. Today in particular as she felt the vibrations through the thin fabric of her dress. Laughing to herself, she'd shake her head periodically to clear the thoughts that seemed to sneak into her consciousness.
Honestly, Daisy loved it out on the farm. She loved people and had the most radiant smile for anyone who took the time to stop and say hi. But sometimes the solitude and and quiet of the farm was exactly what she needed. Even with the new farmhand on board, it was still a big farm between the two of them and sometimes she wouldn't see him for hours. Nic was in the shed today, clearing and fixing a few of the issues that seemed to be a farming constant. Maybe she'd drop by after the rain started, watch him work beneath the ute. Laughing, she shook her head, her auburn hair falling around her freckled face.
The soft curls bounced in front of her chest, tickling the pale mountains of cleavage left by the low cut of her dress. She couldn't help imagining the whispy tendrils of her hair as the caressing fingers of the man inside the shed, exploring her soft skin as his lips-
This was starting to get annoying. 'The sooner I get this beast out from between my legs, the sooner I can act normal,' she thought to herself. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as the tractor beneath her hummed. She actually gasped out loud when she needed to increase the revs to get up a hill. "Ohhhhhhh fuck," she moaned, her voice undulating with the power of the engine. Her eyes wandered over the lush countryside and she found herself looking over the green hills, rising and falling like the heaving breasts of a woman in divine ecstacy. Her thoughts wandered, and this time she didn't have the strength, or the will to bat them away.
She saw Nic's muscular torso, holding hers against the wall. Her breathing ragged as he ground his body against hers, completely in control, smirking down at the desperate redhead as her green eyes begged him to take her then and there. Him tearing her dress away from her body and taking her delicious DDs into his mouth as he picked her up, wrapping her slender legs around his waist. The length of his cock pressed hard against her soaking womanhood as she thrust, ground, and pushed to feel his thick member splitting her lips.
"Fucking hell, Daisy," she muttered to herself. Her face flushed and her nipples hard beneath her dress, she crashed back into reality. Even so, she couldn't help but hum with the throbbing engine.
"Good lord, I'd fuck a small log if it looked enough like a dick right now," she chuckled to herself, her thoughts wandering to the small vibrator in her drawer and feeling a little disappointed that it wasn't any bigger.
The rain began as her thoughts once again drifted to the farmhand. The cool water running down her skin, calming her down a little as she turned the tractor back towards the shed. What started as a light shower, turning significantly heavier as she made it to the shed, parking it in behind the ute.
"Just in time," a voice called from below the ute. "Sounds like it's really coming down out there."
"It certainly is," Daisy replied, walking towards the legs sticking out from beneath the car. Her eyes drifted up the pair of jeans towards the small bulge at the front and she found herself staring before Nic crawled from beneath the car.
His shirt covered in oil, he looked down at himself and laughed, stripping it and tossing it onto a pile.
"That looks like a rag now," He laughed, looking down at Daisy with his half-smile.
Daisy laughed along with him, her eyes combing his chest. She tried to tear them away but seemed unable to.
"You look a tad wet there," he remarked, gesturing to her dress which now clung to her body, saturated. That gave her enough willpower to look away and finally notice her own body, clearly visible beneath the green sundress. Her nipples hard, obvious beneath the fabric which had fallen even lower down her chest with the weight of all the rain.
"I'm... Soaking," she smiled, her remarkable grin flashing out at him. "No chance of a towel around here?"
"Unfortunately not," he replied. "But you can borrow a spare shirt or something? I'm sure I can find something around here."
"Isn't that meant to be kind of sexy?" Daisy smirked, finding that he was slowly, unconsciously moving closer.
"Only thing sexier is a woman in a sundress," he replied, and when Daisy looked down she could see the reaction that her outfit gave him.
"Mmmm I see," she purred. "Maybe this will have to come off then. I don't want to cause you any trouble."
"You might be the one in trouble," he replied, his voice lowering as he came within a step of her.
Her breath hitched as he spoke and she found her heart racing a mile a minute. His bare chest was only a few centimeters from her own, and she found herself reaching out to touch it. Underneath her delicate fingers, Nic's heart raced also as he gazed down into her vibrant green eyes. Taking that final half step towards her, Daisy found herself chest to chest with the tall farmhand and immobile under the gaze of his brilliant blue eyes.
His strong arm encircled her waist, his rough hand resting on the small of her back. His other hand rested softly on her cheek before grazing her skin slowly. Moving his fingers along her jaw to her chin and lifting her face higher.
Daisy found her mind almost blank, completely ready to give up to him. His sexy half smile nearly bringing her to her knees as her chest heaved. Each exhale came as a shudder as the tall man made her feel safer, but less in control.
Slowly. God, so slowly. His lips lowered and hovered, a mere millimeter from her own. His breath was hot against hers, and Daisy found herself almost panting against him, desperate for his touch. With a smirk, he gave it to her. His lips met her's ever so softly as she stood entranced. God she needed more! She could barely believe it when she whimpered as he pulled back. His icey blue eyes held so much promise for her as she silently pleaded with him for more. His hands slid down, carving a path of electricity across her skin and leaving goosebumps in his wake.
"You're stunning," he whispered. "If you really want this, know that I'm claiming you. You're mine, to do with as I wish, when I wish."
