Thawing out by Dreamer

Chris was escorting Casey to Walkertown to visit her Aunt who was helping a friend who was recently widowed. It was only a two day ride but Chris didn’t like the look of the clouds up ahead.

The sky was forming huge dark rain clouds that seemed to be hovering just above the ground. With nothing around for miles being on top of a horse was not the smartest thing to do in the west. Chris had once come upon a horse and rider who had foolishly kept on and it had not been a pretty sight.

“Were going to have to find some shelter and ride this storm out,” Chris said taking them off the trail to an abandoned cabin he and Vin used when they were out this way. With Vin’s face on wanted posters all over the west they preferred to stay out of the towns as much as possible.

They arrived to the cabin drenched. The wind seemed to lift up their oiled down slickers to let in the rain in. The cabin had an attached lean to that was perfect to keep the horses out of the storm.

Chris tried to order Casey to go in but her logic wasn’t lost on him. “The sooner the horse’s are taken care of the sooner we can get warm and dry.”

Together they got the horses settled and was finally able to get out of the storm.

“I’ve had drier bathes,” Casey complained removing her drenched slicker and jacket.

Chris looked at her then wished he didn’t. It was so much easier accompanying her when he thought of her as a young girl. Her clothes were plastered to her wet body. He could see the gentle swell of her breasts as they strained against her blouse that was almost see-through.

He noticed the way her body moved beneath her clothes as she tried to wring some of the moisture from her clothes before hanging her jackets on a post near the door. She did the same to her hair before she noticed Chris staring at her.

“What?” Casey asked unaware of her effect on him.

“We should try to get a fire going,” Chris said trying to disguise the effect she had on him.

“Ok, I’ll see if there is anything edible in those cans,” Casey left a trail of water behind her as she walked across the room. She took stock of their foodstuff as Chris made a small fire in the stove. “I sound like I got mice trapped in my shoes.”

Chris laughed and shook his head at the lack of self consciousness most women would show at looking like a drowned rat. Albeit a shapely drown rat.

“Ok, How do soggy bread, beans and bacon sound.” Casey said after assessing the food situation.

“Skip the soggy bread,” Chris said turning around when he heard Casey sneeze.
Chris closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had to get her out of those wet clothes. He ignored his body’s reactions to the thought and went searching through his bags for some dry clothes. His spare shirt was almost dry and so were his extra pants. Everything else was drenched.

“Casey, you got to get out of those wet clothes,” Chris steeled himself to make his voice sound normal. “Put these on.”

Casey grabbed the clothes then looked at him. “What are you going to wear?”

“I’ll be fine.” He said gruffly.

“Your just as wet as I am,” Casey said innocently not realizing the erotic effect of her words on Chris.

“These are too big for me anyway. I’ll just take the shirt.” Chris couldn’t speak so he just took the denim pants she handed him.

“Um?” Casey was looking around the one room cabin.

“I’ll go outside,” Chris reached for the door but Casey stopped him.

“No reason to get more soaked then you are now. Just turn around,” She said shyly.

‘I can think of a reason,’ Chris thought as he turned around and he felt so hot he thought the water on him would turn to steam. He had to use every ounce of control to not turn around. The sound of her removing her wet clothes and letting them fall to the floor had him pressing against the front of his jeans he didn’t think he could get his wet pants off.

‘How can the sound of a woman removing wet clothes be arousing?’ Chris thought and groaned when he heard another wet plop sound.

He was keenly aware of her every movement that he was startled when he heard a crash.

“Don’t turn around!” automatically on reflex Chris turned to the sound and saw a brief glimpse of Casey’s nearly naked body sprawled on the floor as she tried to take her pants off. He turned back right away but the image was etched in his brain.

‘Ain’t no girl anymore.’ Chris thought as he focused on the image of her full breasts still moist from the rain.

He could hear her angrily slapping her pants on the ground when she finally got them off. He couldn’t help but give a soft laugh.

“OH! Go ahead laugh,”.” Casey said picking up her clothes and hanging them near the fire. “You can turn around now.”

Chris took a look at himself and was glad to be able to hide evidence of his arousal with the dry pants in his hand.

Luckily his shirt came down just past her knees but the sight of her shapely calves was making it difficult for him to look at her. Her cheeks were red from embarrassment. He could tell it was from her fall and not her nearly naked state because she made no attempts to pull the shirt down to her ankles Or close the gap where the top two buttons were missing.

“You ok?” Chris asked.

“Yeah, Hate that chair.” Casey turned away from him and tended to dinner giving him privacy so he could change.

Chris stood staring at her for a few moments. Her hair was unbound and hanging damply down her back. The shirt was way to big for her but the soft cotton material hung on her shapely hips and curved buttocks before hanging loosely down her legs. Her legs were well toned and he longed to run his hands over legs starting at the ankles and working his way up.

Chris shook the erotic thoughts away and started removing his clothes. He stared at her the whole time almost daring her to sneak a peak. She was very still but never turned around once.

Chris set to removing his pants that seemed to become second skin and was proving difficult to take off. He struggled to get his boots off and swore when he fell off the chair.

Casey didn’t turn around but he saw her shaking trying not laugh at him. “Chair got you too?”

“Yeah, Damn piece of crap,” Chris swore when his jeans refused to come off.

“You ok?” She asked quietly.

Chris looked down at himself. His erection was under control but it wouldn’t before long if she looked at him. His long underwear was almost transparent and he tried one last time to get his tight pants off.

Desperation aided his movements and he was able to get them off. He liked to wear his pants tight so his gun wouldn’t get caught on anything while drawing but now he found out that they can be trouble some.

“I’m ok,” Chris said as he finished getting changed as quickly as he could without harming himself.

Luckily his spare pants were a size to big for him so he was much more comfortable. Chris felt uncomfortable being around her wearing only his pants. It was just to intimate being with her in such close quarters.

As Chris hung his clothes beside hers Casey looked over at him and blushed. She had never been so close to a man without a shirt. Once while working on mending so fences during a heat wave with Vin he stripped down to his under shirt and all she could think was she was jealous she couldn’t do the same. She hardly even gave a thought to admiring the skin beneath it.

Now all she could think of was that she was with a half naked man and she had nearly no clothes on herself. A shiver of desire swept through her.

“Cold?” Chris had been watching her and admiring the hard peaks of her breasts poking through her borrowed shirt.

“Yeah,” Casey said turning to look at him and feeling an unfamiliar tingling sensation between her legs.

Chris was staring at her. He recognised the look of desire she gave him that she was too innocent to disguise.

Chris let his eyes survey the room to rest on the narrow cot in the corner near the stove. Someone had forgotten a blanket on the bed. It was old and threadbare but Chris picked it up but could smell the vile odour of it.

“I can smell it from here,” Casey said wrinkling her nose at it.

“Yeah, might be put to better use blocking the draft from the broken window.” When he was done the room seemed a little warmer. At least near the stove.

“Least it will give the stove a chance to warm the place up.” Casey said as Chris checked the condition of their bedrolls. His was nearly dry since it was mostly made of oiled leather.

“Why don’t you get in and I’ll finish making the dinner.”

“Ok, What about you? Aren’t you cold?” Casey said getting in and sinking into the warmth.

“I’ll be fine.” Thankfully the lust he felt for her was keeping him warm. Almost.

When the food was cooked he brought it to her and pulled a chair to the cot. The ate their food in silence with a thick cloud of sexual tension hovering over them.

After dinner Chris cleaned up making Casey stay put. He then pulled out his flask of whiskey and took a sip.

“Can I have some?” Casey asked. Chris looked at it but handed it to her anyway.

“Careful, its strong,” He warned.

Casey took a sniff of it and then took a sip. The look on her face made him laugh.

“You like this?” Casey said trying to recover form the first sip.

“It’s an acquired taste,” He said taking it back for a long swallow. He offered it again and was surprised when she took it.

This time Casey took a much larger sip and nearly seemed to recover before it hit her. Casey held it out to him as she coughed and nearly gagged.

Chris patted her back and waited until she could breathe again.

“That’s a taste I won’t be acquiring,” She stated.

“Probably for the best,” Chris said and started to get off the cot but Casey stopped him.

“Chris, you’re freezing.” Casey shifted so she was near the wall giving him room to join her.

“Casey, that’s not a good idea,” Chris wasn’t sure if he could keep his hands off her.

“Catching Pneumonia is?” Casey asked looking up at him with her big brown eyes. “Besides I am still really cold.”

Knowing it was not a good idea Chris found himself slipping in beside her. The heat of her body on his cold skin was like a branding iron. Chris lay on his back while Casey lay on her side pressed tight against him. He reflexively put his arm around her when he joined her.

“Feel warmer?’ Casey asked putting her head on his bare chest.

“Yeah,” Chris whispered hardly able to speak. His erection seemed to have a mind of its own and was trying to stretch to reach her. He couldn’t remember being this hard without being able to do something about it. Keeping his hands to himself was near impossible and Casey’s soft sigh warned him that he was losing control.

“That felt nice,” Casey pouted when he stopped gently rubbing his hand over her back.

Chris continued to caress her and she snuggled closer to him. Her leg slipped over his thigh lightly caressing his manhood. He looked down at her wondering if she did it on purpose and grimaced inwardly.

“Your heart is beating very fast.” Casey told him.

“Casey, this isn’t a good idea,” Chris tried to pull out of her embrace but she held on.

“Why?”

“This is why.” Chris couldn’t take it any more. He pushed her back on the bed and kissed her. Every ounce of his desire was in that kiss. Casey melted underneath him and let him part her legs so the only thing between them was the rough denim of his pants.

Casey had never before been kissed with such passion. The few kisses she had received from JD and other young men couldn’t have prepared her for the intensity of Chris’ desire.

She could feel something hard rub against her intimately as he moved against her. Instinctively Casey wrapped her legs around his and surrendered to the kiss. Chris felt her surrender and his conscience screamed at him to stop.

He tried to remember that she was just a girl but his body reminded him that she was a full grown woman of twenty years old. His mind rioted as his body enjoyed the sweet feel of her. Nothing was getting through to him. Not even the fact that she was a sweet woman and deserved so much more then this.

Chris pulled open his shirt causing a few more buttons to pop off in his search for her breasts. His mouth teased and tenderly tormented the peaks into hard buds of pleasure. He could feel her body start to tighten and her legs squeezed around him as she rode her very first wave of pleasure.

Chris looked down and the beautiful woman beneath him and felt something inside him change. What had started as lust had shifted and it scared the hell out of him. Finally finding the strength to stop Chris got up ignoring Casey’s soft moan at the loss of contact.

“Casey, I am really sorry.” Chris grabbed his slicker and left the cabin.

Chris started to go to the horses but needed the chill of the icy rain to calm his body. He was mad at himself for losing control like that. What was worse was he felt a stirring that went deeper then his loins. Something he had sworn he would never feel again. Not since Sarah had he felt anything like this.

Chris gave a self deprecating laugh. Normally Chris was completely in control. He never let anyone effect him like this. How Casey slipped behind his defences to get to him was a mystery. He found he more dangerous then the fury of the storm raining down on him.

He looked back at the cabin knowing if he went back in there he wouldn’t be able to resist her willing body. Latching on that idea he vowed to make sure she refused him. There was no way he would force himself on a unwilling female so he just had to make sure she rejected him.

Chris checked on the horses feeling more in control of himself. His body was finally losing the fire that was consuming him. As he opened the door he felt firmly in control and walked in ignoring the pang of sadness at not having Casey in his arms.

Chris walked in and his control remained strong for ten seconds before it was gone again. Casey was sitting on the bed unmindful of her breasts spilling out of his damaged shirt. Tears were running down her face and it was killing him that he caused it.

“Casey, I am so sorry,” he went to her and took her in his arms. “I should have never lost control like that.”

“It’s ok I just realized what JD said was true. I thought he was trying to be mean.”

“What did he say?” Chris was gently stroking her hair which he was enjoying too much for his own good.

“That a man would rather brave the fiercest of storms then spend any time with me.” Casey said with her head down. Her voice sounding sad and vulnerable.

“That’s not why I had to leave. You had just about turned me inside out with your beauty. I was so close to taking you and you deserve better then that.” Chris made her look up at him.

Her eyes were still wet from tears and he had to erase them. He gently kissed her lips then kissed away her tears. Returning to her mouth they had a soothing heart stirring kiss.

Chris rested his head against her forehead as he tried to debate what to do.

“You want me?” Casey asked softly.

Looking her in the eye. “I do.”

“Then I’m yours,” Casey offered herself to him.

“You sure?”

“Very sure. You should get out of those wet pant,” Casey said with a smile as desire filled her eyes.

“Yes ma’am,” Chris smiled and was impressed that Casey watched as he did so. Even though her eyes got huge at the sight of his arousal.

“Wow, You’re beautiful.” Casey said with awe in her tone.

“Don’t know if I’ve ever been called that before,” Chris said as he took her into his arms and kissed her gently.

Soon the passion was building at an intense rate. Chris wanted to make her first time special but found he couldn’t control his own body. Every little kiss or touch of her soft hands on his body excited him like nothing before.

Casey was swept away with the pleasure of Chris loving her. His weight on top of her body felt right. Natural as if he belonged there. She wrapped her legs around his and could feel his erection pressing against her intimate folds.

“Casey, I need you.” He finally gave in and gently arched his hips breaking past her virgin barrier to fill her completely. He stilled his movements to give her time to adjust to his intrusion then when she moved against him he slowly slid in and out of her.

As his body completed her he mimicked the movements with his tongue. Chris knew Casey was special and deserved to be treated as a princess. The fire that consumed them was demanding to be spent and the two lovers found their passionate release together.

After making love Chris held her as they talked. Chris found himself telling her things he could never tell anyone before. They talked until the awareness of each others nakedness returned and had to return to a more primal form of communication. Finally the two lovers fell asleep content in each others arms.

During the night they sought the warmth and comfort of each others bodies. It began gentle and tender and then the passion ignited and flames of desire consumed them. Casey flipped Chris on to his back and sunk down on his throbbing shaft.

“Ride me, baby,” Chris moaned in ecstasy.

Casey smiled down at him and slowly rocked her hips so he moved inside her. Finding a rhythm she liked Casey lost herself in the pleasure of Chris’s body.

Chris watched her transfixed on the change in her. No longer shy and reserved Casey let herself go exploring all his body had to offer. Casey ran her hands over his chest before leaning down to kiss his sensitive skin. Casey stopped him from grabbing her hips and taking over the pace of their loving. Sensing his need to increase their passion she sat up straight on him and rose almost letting him fall out of her before she slid back down. The sharp intake of breath from Chris was all the encouragement she needed and she proceeded to go faster and faster. Casey screamed out her passion as they two lovers found their release that was so powerful neither could move after. Casey fell asleep lying on top of Chris with him still inside her.

The fierce storm released its hold on the area as the sun came out. When the sun was high in the sky three riders crossed the horizon heading for the small cabin. Vin was the first to enter with Josiah and Nettie Wells behind him.

Chris awoke quickly and had his gun trained on Vin just as he opened the door. Seeing they were safe he put down his gun and made to cover Casey’s nakedness. Seeing Nettie’s face he regretted putting it down.

“Any reason I shouldn’t shoot you?” Nettie asked her face furious.

“Because I’m going to be your nephew in-law.” He gently shook Casey and groaned as he felt himself grow inside her.

“Wow. You sure… OH!” Casey fell off Chris when she noticed they weren’t alone and she held the covers to her naked body.

“Shall we let them get dressed,” Josiah said ushering Vin and Nettie outside.

“Well, looks like your stuck with me.”

“I don’t mind. Think we could do it once more?” Casey asked causing a roar of laughter from Chris.

“Get going,” Chris gave her bottom a friendly slap towards her clothes. “How soon do you think Josiah can marry us?”

“Judging from the look on my Aunt’s face we might not have time to dress.” Casey winked.

“That suits me just fine,” Chris said giving Casey a long leer as she shook out her nearly dry clothes.