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Finally done with the work on the farm, you decided you deserved a cold drink from the Stardrop. Of course, that’s what you kept telling yourself on why you wanted to go to the Stardrop. The real reason you wanted to go was to see Shane, though. For some odd reason, you could never seem to get enough of him. When you first moved to town, he was always cold to you, but you were persistent, and eventually he started to warm up to you and suddenly you couldn’t get him out of your head. Maybe it was the stupid grin he’d flash you once in a while, or maybe it was how his eyes seemed to get lost in yours. Whatever it was seemed to drive you crazy; you were addicted to him, and you weren’t even sure he knew it.
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Swinging the door open, your eyes began scanning the saloon to see where Shane was. To no surprise, he was tucked away in his corner, away from the rest of the townsfolk. He hadn’t seemed to notice you walk over to him and sit on the stool next to his.
“Hey, Shane,” you said, turning your head to meet his eyes. You practically melted into them right away. Shane had caught on to you and chuckled slightly before bringing his glass up to his mouth, before returning your greeting. “Hi Y/N,” he said in his usual raspy monotone voice. God you wanted to know what he sounded like first thing in the morning. You imagined him lying in bed sun falling over his skin and hair covering his face slightly as he tried to avoid the beaming light in his eyes. You imagined him telling you ‘good morning’ in an even more additive voice. You were broken out of your trance by the sound of Shane’s voice, “Geez, Y/N, you seem out of it tonight you ok?” he asked in what seemed to be a genuine tone. You blushed slightly at the fact you had gotten caught daydreaming of Shane by none other than the man himself. “Yeah I’m ok, just a long day,” you replied and shot him a sweet smile.
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God, he loved it when you’d smile at him like that. Like nothing else mattered to in the world but you and him in the moment. He wasn’t sure what it was about you, but there was something special. Even when he had been nothing but a dick to you when you first moved to town you still were kind to him. Why? He hadn’t deserved that, yet you did it anyway. He loved the way you were able to find the possible light in anyone and anything. You always were able to change a bad situation into a positive one. That was something he would always admire about you.
He listened to you talk about your day. Getting frustrated over having to chase the chickens back to the coop, Shane couldn’t help but let out a laugh, you looked so adorable when you were mad. You snapped your head to look at him and crossed your arms over your chest, now pouting. “What,” Shane asked, knowing exactly what he did, “I can’t help it you just look so cute when you’re angry.” Instantly, your face grew bright red. Now, you were stumbling over your words, trying to figure out what to say. Thankfully Shane was able to change the topic before you could think of what to say back.
The rest of your night went as usual. You guys shared a few more beers and laughs before you decided that if you wanted to wake up tomorrow morning, you’d have to leave now. Sighing, you stood from your chair, “Well, I should probably head out, or I’ll never get anything done tomorrow.” Shane now stood up too next to you and now he seemed to tower over you. He threw a few bills on the counter before saying, “I’ll walk you home.” A small blush crept along your face but you were able to conceal it before Shane could notice. “Thanks, Shane,” you answered with a smile. All he did was smile back.
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The walk home was spent mostly in silence but not an awkward silence, but a comforting silence. This had become your usual routine after the bar; he’d always offer to walk you home, and he did, every time. You both knew that you were capable of making it home yourself, but you didn’t mind spending some alone time with Shane, so you never objected. Shane made you feel safe; he seemed to make your worries disappear, and you always just got lost in the moment. You were grateful you didn’t give up on him when you first moved to town. If you hadn’t, Marine may have started to grow suspicious you’d always happen to show up at the same time Shane was in the kitchen.
Unfortunately, you had arrived at your door. This was your least favorite part of the night, having Shane leave and you return to real life and responsibilities. “Well, thanks for walking me home again. You know you don’t have to every time,” you said. “I know I don’t, I do it because I want to,” he now said inching closer to you. God you wanted to kiss him so bad. You wanted a whole night of him just to yourself, and as if he was reading your mind, he placed his hand on your chin and lifted it slightly before bringing your lips to his. He kissed you so gently, almost afraid you were a porcelain doll that would break if he was too rough. Unfortunately the kiss didn’t last long before he had pulled the two of you apart. He turned his head away from yours, face red as a tomato, he tried to stumble words out of his mouth,” Sorry I- uh I should-,” before he could finish his sentence, you pulled him back down to your face by his shirt and pulled him back into a kiss. This kiss was different, though. This kiss was rough and messy, full of feelings that seemed to pour out into it. His hands soon found their way entangled in your hair, your hand placed on the back of his neck. The kiss broke for a brief moment; you both just stared at each other with lust. You swung the door open, and before you could even reach, you were now on the inside of your house, back pressed on the door and locked into another intense kiss.
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You weren’t sure how you found your way to the bed, but now you were laying down on your back staring up at Shane who’s now on top of you. You could get used to this. He trailed kisses down your neck surely going to leave marks tomorrow, but you didn’t care about any of that right now. All you cared about right now was Shane. As he was placing kisses down your neck, you tugged at his shirt, hoping he’d get the hint to take it off. He did, and while he was taking of his you opted to do the same. You started at his chest. He had large shoulders and had a bit of a beer belly; the more the better. Your eyes began following his happy trail down to his growing erection. Shane practically ripped your bra off and flung it to who knows where. He pushed you back down to lay down before attacking one of your nipples in his mouth and his other hand pinching and rubbing circles around the other one. You couldn't help but let out a yelp, which seemed to turn Shane on even more. He began placing kisses down your body to the top of your pants. You lifted your hips so he could pull off your pants and throw them into an unknown corner of the room. You were only in a pair a black underwear. If you knew this was going to happen tonight you would have worn something a little more sexy. Although Shane didn’t seem to care. He pressed one finger against your underwear and moved it up and down slightly. “Shane, please,” you practically begged. He let out a small laugh,” Geez, impatient aren’t we Y/N?” You could only moan in response as he flicked your clit ever so slightly, just enough to tease you. Shane had had enough teasing now and had thrown your underwear somewhere. He spread you thighs out before wrapping him arms around them and buried his face into your cunt. His tongue immediately got to work making circles around your clit. Your hands quickly were tangled in his hair as you let out some loud moans. Suddenly, he pushed one of his fingers into you, which in response you let out a breathy moan. He added another finger and began pumping them in and out while still sucking on your clit. You knew you were close, you could feel the pool in your stomach tighten. “Shane, I’m gonna-“ and before you could even finish your sentence, you felt your muscles tense and came all over him. He still pumped his fingers in and out, riding you through your orgasm.
Finally, your breath steadied, and you were able to think slightly again. You sat up on the bed as he stooped up and began taking his belt off and pulling his pants down. Now all he was in was his boxer were his dick was practically begging to be let free. You watched him pull them down and his cock spring free. He was bigger than you expected. You knew he was going to be big, but this was even better than what you had hoped for. “Do you have a condom?” Shane asked, pushing you back down to lie down. “No but I’m on the pill,” you replied slightly impatient and ready to be fucked like a rag doll.
He lined up his dick with your entrance. He pushed himself into you all the way. You winced slightly at the pain. He kissed your neck and whispered sweet nothings to you while you adjusted to his size. When you were ready, you moved your hips slightly, hoping he’d get the hint you were ready. Thankfully, he did and pulled almost out before crashing back into you. You let out a loud moan in response. Shane wasted no time getting started on his rough pace. You tried to form words to say, but the only thing that could come out of your mouth was his name and erotic sounds. You hooked your legs around his waist and started clawing at his back. God, he felt amazing. You’ve had good sex before, but none like this. You could feel your second orgasm coming up. “Shane, I’m not gonna last much longer,” you said with a moan in between almost every word. “Fuck, Y/N, I’m close,” Shane said. He started thrusting into you even harder and sloppier. Soon you were clenching around his cock and cumming on it. This seemed to send Shane over the edge, and he came inside of you.
Shane had pulled out and gotten up while you laid there, head still spinning and trying to process what just happened. Shane had come back with a paper towel to wipe you up and threw your underwear at you. “Thanks, “ you said, still trying to catch your breath. He had put his boxers back and laid in bed next to you, and had fallen asleep shortly after.
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While you would have much rather woken up to Shane pounding you, you were awoken to someone pounding at the door. You looked like a mess, and you knew it, but you didn’t care at this point. You picked up the closest shirt you could find, which just happened to be Shane’s, before throwing it on and going over to the door and opening it. Marine was standing at the door, frantic, “Have you seen Shane? He didn’t come home last night and-“She stopped mid-sentence when she noticed you wearing Shane’s shirt, your neck covered in hickeys, and Shane lying in your bed. She let out a small sigh before looking back up at you, “Next time just tell when where he’s at so I don’t panic.” You laughed nervously and only answered with a small,” ok, sorry,” before Marnie had turned around and started walking back to her ranch. God, how embarrassing being caught by his aunt.
You turned around to make your way back to bed. You just stared at Shane for a while, soaking in every second of how peaceful he looked sleeping. God, you could never get enough of him.