51 "a month or two"

Four months later.

"Help me hold on. By Travis Tritt up next on WYB the country count down" the radio mumbled as it was turned up to hide the moans of the lovers in the front seat of an old beaten truck. My neck and chest were being engulfed with kissed and suckles while his hips drilled deep inside me. "Walk...!" I threw my head back with his lips sucking my neck and throat. He nibbled on my skin like a rabid dog getting a taste for blood. My hips bucked harder on him just enough to make him want more. Walker panted "why do you always get to be ontop. Why can't I ride?" I laughed aloud at his random question. I tried to catch my breath as I spoke "because" I whimpered like a brat. "Becauuuusseee why?" He mocked my complaining tone. I pouted shyly as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "It hurts" I said. "What do you mean it hurts?" He gently pushed my messy sex hair out of my face "I don't know walker. It hurts. I like to be on top" I stroked his cheek as I observed his tender loving face. "I'll be nice. I promise" he growled into the crook of my neck. Swiftly, he laid me down on the old 1990s bench seat. I giggled playfully as his beard hairs tickled my neck and chest. His lips then moved down my tummy. "What are ya doin?" I squealed as he got closer to the inbetween of my sensitive legs. "Don't worry about it" he snickered under his breath. Gently he peeled my already bare legs open. He was ready to devour me. "Walk no" I tilted my knees in shyly. He smiled against my knees as he kissed them. He ran his hands over my shins to sooth me. "Just once darlin. If you don't like it I'll stop pretty girl. Okay?" he smooched my knees following some batting coming from his long lashes. "Mmmm!" I grumbled. He snickered like a kid in a candy store. Carefully he kissed down my inner thighs on each side. Lord I was tingling. But I was so scared at the same time. I was never an expert at sex. There are so many things I haven't down and will never do. I'm just not the type. I was so nervous about what he would do or say... my jaw hung open as I could feel him giving my body one long sloppy lick. I inhaled sharply at the sensitivity. My legs tensed up as I leaned my legs on the steering wheel. His tongue flickered like a light switch, causing my back to arch and my finger tips and toes to curl. His eyes fluttered up at me in a way that drove me insane. He loved to make me feel good. I moaned like a maniac. His eyes watched me from between my legs. He looked at me like I was prey. "Enough" I whimpered. "Enough walker baby. Please I want you inside me" I complained. He was quick about it. He didn't hesitate crawling on top of me. His arms wrapped around my small torso and head. He held me so close to him in such a gentle way. He kissed me sloppily.. so rough. His one singular hand grasped around butt like a baseball. He stuck himself so deep that I was squirming like a worm. I moaned out loudly at the filling pressure. Lord it hurt "Walk!" I gasped. "Oh walker!" I yelped his name into the crook of his neck like I was losing my virginity all over again. "Take it baby... take it" he whispered softly in my ear. My legs wrapped around his waist as they gently held onto his thrusting hips. His free hand lifted my leg higher so he could reach even deeper into my small body. "Like that baby?" He asked me. I whimpered aloud at the lovley pain "yes! God yeah! Please walk" I cried to him. His hand held along my collar and jaw as he slipped his seductive tongue into my mouth. I moaned wildly into his throat as his hips hit my thighs harder than before. I was so wet I could feel the seat soaking below us. "I love the way you sound" he growled in ear as he frantically thrusted even harder. My finger tips clawed at his hips as the pain felt so good. "Tell me what you want" he held my jaw sweetly as he nailed me. He held my jaw to look deep in his eyes. I stared up at him as I gasped for more. My eyes stared deep into his soul "Tell me" he moaned. I giggled while moaning at his demands. He nearly smiled but was way to into me to focus. "Say it" he suddenly slammed deeper. Deeper than before. My small body could hardly take it. The truck rocked back and fourth at his movements. Gently he grasped my jaw to stare deeper into my eyes. I was screaming my moans at this point "say it" he repeated I shouted a moan a painful one... "Fuck me.." I admitted. His eyes nearly rolled back into his head. "What do you want baby. Tell me" he moaned more. My tiny core was being torn apart by his monster. It was so good but I wasn't near used to it. Even though it had been over a year "fuck me walker!. I want you to fuck me!" I begged. That's what he wanted. He loved when I said that dumb word. It drove him nuts. "Fuck me!" I squealed as I could feel myself getting closer. I clawed upon his back. I gripped his back like I had talons. "I'm gonna fuck you baby. I'm gonna fuck you good baby girl" he mumbled to me. "I'm gonnaCum walk!" I called out as my head threw back I was a whimpering mess. He buried his face into my chest quickly. "Fuckin come baby. Come for me.. come darlin" his hand ran from my chest down my entire torso. He watched as my body arched and clenched at the feeling of me coming. I think he loved the feeling of it. "Atta girl" he thrusted as he praised. "Good girl" he lifted up my body to be On top of him again. He used my hips to rock back and forth on his lap. His hand made me look at him again. Only this time it was the last. I was so sore but so turned on by him so I smirked devilishly at him "fuck me walk. Fuck me. Cum for me" I mocked while grabbing his jaw to look at me instead. "That's it! Come for me!" I moaned against his lip. His hands slapped down my ass as he finally came. The sounds he made were near ti the sounds of  angels. "Ah fuck!" He moaned leaving me with a strong squeeze of my butt. His body panted at the roof with his head leaning back on the seat. I giggled at him "why do you always get to be on top"  I mocked as I deepened my voice. "Shut up" he smiled tiredly while pinching my grinning cheek. I admired his loving sleepy face while still trying to catch my breath "I love you" he said. Gently I kissed his lips, then his shoulders, then down his arms to his overworked hands. "I love you even more" I replied sweetly. He kissed me again but this time more deep, more passionate. "Want a round two?" He mumbled against my lips. I laughed as I smacked his chest. "I think my body would shatter!" He chuckled as his large fingers pushed my messy blonde hair behind my ears. Then suddenly I leapt out of my skin from a loud knocking on the fogged up windows. I quickly covered myself as walker scooted to the opposite door. I cranked down the window a crack. It was Tate. "What's up bud?" I asked and I was still catching my breath. "There's somthing wrong with bird. She's sick" he said. I furrowed my brows "what do you mean?"

"Get your damn clothes in and come look" he snipped. I scoffed with a slight laugh. "Alright damn! Give me a minute" I glanced back over at walker who was shoving his shirt in his jeans. He chuckled. "Get your damn clothes on Willie" I smiled as I crawled back to him as he sat with his shirt half buttoned. "Tell me you love me again?" I hovered over his sinister face. His finger moved my blonde hair from my lashes. "I love you blondie" his lips pecked my own before I bit my bottom lip. I groaned out of satisfaction "ugh! I love that!" He chuckled softly as he watched me crawl out of the truck to head to the stables to see what I could possibly find. There I saw the sweet girl walking in circles. She paced back and forth while lying down in-between steps. Horses don't normally lay down that's how Tate knew something was wrong. "It looks like she's nesting" I say. "Horses don't live in nests" Tate shook his head. "No but they do get a little protective and a little anxious around the time the baby comes they begin to get their spaces ready for their new arrivals. They start to get a little hostile too when it comes to their babies. She's alright. She's just tired of being pregnant. I rubbed Tates head. Tate moved his head as if he was too cool for me. "Oh. So how much longer?" He asked while pointing at brid. I shrugged "maybe two months at least. Just relax buddy. There will be a colt here soon enough" I nodded my head to him for reassurance. "Is there a way you can tell if it's a boy or a girl?" Tate questioned. I shook my head. "Not really buddy. If they could I don't have the equipment for it"

"Ugh! So lame!" He complained as he pouted towards the door. I shook my head "damn. Sorry to be such a disappointment" I placed my hands on my hips as I watched Tate leave then to also watch walker come. He held his hands in his pockets as his boots smacked the wood ground. "Whatcha thining name wise?" He asked. I leaned against the wall with a shrug "I never thought about it much" walkers hands draped along my hips while kissing my neck in a loving way. "Maybe cash for a boy" I smirked. "Ah ha! I see what you did there!" He smiled. "How about a for a lady?" I asked. Walker looked up at the ceiling for a moment. "How bout patsy for a girl" he winked. He knew they both were my favorite singers. "Nice pick hot stuff" I grinned. Sweetly he pulls me against him in a warm embrace. I closed my eyes to listen to his heart thudding. His hands rubbed my back with a slight sway of his body. "Ugh.. I forgot. I gotta go see my old man" I say as I glanced up at his mellow face. "That's alright baby. I'll keep the bed warm for ya" I grinned as his large hands held my jaw. "I'll try not to be too long" ...

Lately when seeing my dad I wouldSit and rant to him about all of my feelings. It felt like he had no choice to listen. I must be annoying the piss out of him. He never had conversations with me. I think he would rather die than speak to me in the way I have been. I think he would rather have a bullet in his noggin. I sat down beside daddy as I did everyday. I held his hand as I began to clip his thick, overgrowing finger nails. I noticed the other night how long they were getting so I remembered to bring a nail clipper to him. Gently I ran my fingers over his old used up hands. I ran across his palm, over his cracked calluses that were formed on purpose. "..I've been meaning to get something off my chest.. it's been killing me.. and.. and I don't know what to do about it... you would... you would know exactly what to do.." I gently massaged his palm out of nervousness. I sighed a shakey breath "...I'm.. I'm pregnant daddy..and.. I.. I don't.. I don't know what to do... I.. I don't know how to tell him... I don't want to ruin his life.. I don't want him to hate me.." I bowed my head as I could feel my eyes weeping "I can't take another persons hate.."  I stayed quiet for a moment. Then let out a long sigh. "That felt good" I mumbled. "...I don't want him to hate me" I said again as I was so terrified of the truth. I realized about four weeks ago that I was late. Then I began to get heart burn without eating at all.  I would also get sick over smells in the barn that had never bothered me before. So I tested. As we can assume it was positive. I think I've been doing a pretty well job at being normal. Pretending it's not eating me from the inside out. I shouldn't be surprised by any of this news since we have unprotected sex constantly. This is my fault. I have to deal with the consequences. Gently I wiped my tears with my sleeve before taking my father's hand back into my palm. That's when I feel his hand squeeze. It was a feeling of him I've been waiting months for. The doctors said he would never wake up. But here he is showing signs. "Daddy?" I whispered down to him "daddy feel free to open your eyes.." I said. "Take your time.. it's just me.. it's Willie" my hands held his cheek as I felt his jaw swivel. I smiled wide as I watched his lashes flutter open. His deep blue eyes squinted deep into my soul. "Daddy!" I wept "daddy! I...I can't believe it" I stood up fast "I'm gonna go get a nurse. I'll be right back pop!" Quickly I stumbled out of the door way...sliding in my shoes as  I ran down the hall "nurse! Nurse! My dad! It's my dad! John! He's awake!" I chanted.  Before the nurses could reply they gasped, as did the sound of a shattering pot behind me. I looked over to see my sister Beth staring down the hall with a look of almost horror. Her hands were empty from the posts presence. I glanced back at his room door... he had ripped off all of his tubes and wires to follow me out of his bed. "No!! No Mr Dutton! Get back in bed! Get back in bed! You're going to kill youself" the doctor chanted. "I want to see my daughter! Let me speak to my daughter!" My father called out. Beth and I rushed to his aid as the nurses and doctors urged him into the hospital bed. "I'm right here daddy" Beth shouted as she watched our father struggle with tears in her eyes. "Willie! Willie what happened! Will!"He fought. I knew it was important for my father to get back into bed before he hurt himself even more. "It's okay daddy. I'm here. I'll tell you everything soon. Just calm down!" I watched him as if he was being put to death. It broke my heart to see. "Who did they hurt Willie?! Who?!" He questioned loudly. "Who didn't hurt dad!" Beth replied. "No one daddy... you need to rest now" I interrupted Beth who was getting irritated with the staff. I watched as they gave my father a shot to put him in a medically induced sleep. "What the fuck are you doing!!? First you tell me he will never wake the fuck up, now you're putting him back! What the fuck!!" Beth tried to clawHer way into the bedroom. The doctor shouted "get her the fuck out of here until I say other wise!! It's for the better of him!!"

"Bullshit!! You're killing him!!"

"Beth.. Beth stop.." gently I turned her away as she sobbed she slammed her purse to the ground angrily before storming down the hall. I was quick to pick it up and follow. "It keeps him from moving around causing blood clots. One bad blood clot could kill him. It's not for long.. just until the blood thinners start working.." I walked with her to the hospital doors as she whimpered inro her hands "what happened? How did you wake him up?" She asked. "I had nothing to do with it. It just happned" I said. "He will be okay. He will wake up soon. He woke up shocked. He doesn't realized what happened to him" I wrangled her to a sit down on the benches outside where she settled down following a long drag of a cigarette. I hugged myself while pacing the ground around us listening to Beth mumbled under her breath. "Man. What happned to your face?" A voice asked from behind me. I glanced over at a young boy talking to Beth. "What happened to yours?" She scoffed. "Nothing happened to mine" he replied. "Look in a mirror. Something tragic happened" she teased him. The boy mumbled a snicker. "Where's your parents?" She asked. "My mom's dead. And my dad is Dying" he sighed tiredly. Beth glanced over again "mine too" she said. "What's killing him?" The boy questioned. "The world" she took a long drag of her cigarette. "Can I get one of them?" The dark haired, pale skinned boy asked. "Sure. Why not" Beth took out a second cancer stick then lit it off Her burning one. "What's killing your dad?" Beth passed him the stick. "Heroin" he said bluntly. Beth looked at me with a saddened face. It truly was sad. "Sorry to hear that" I said sweetly as I sat down on a bench away from them a bit. "You're smokin" he flirted at me. Beth laughed aloud as she looked over. I gave him a look of disgust. "Thanks? I guess?"

"What school do you go to?" He asked. "Maybe we can hang out sometime. Just you and me" he smirked. Beth laughed even harder. I shook my head slightly "I'm twenty five" I replied. "Oh wow! You look 16!" He laughed. "Wait how old are you?" Beth queried. "14" he said bluntly. Beth quickly smacked the cigarette from his hand "fuck outta here with that shit! I thought you were 17!" She ridiculed. I shook my head as I stood up. "I gotta head home. I have work to do. Let me know what happned with daddy.."

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