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Strawberry Wine

part two

warnings: sexual content, fem receiving oral, mentions of alcohol

minors DNI

word count: 3k (she's hefty omg)

AN: hiiiii!!! here's part two of my beloved cowboy!Austin series!! I hope you enjoy and I will link part one here if you want to go read that one!

The summer days were passing by. Later in the month Momma started inviting him to dinner with us. Getting to see him in a more natural and recurring setting helped me feel a little more comfortable around him. He seemed reserved but interested in talking to me.

I usually tried to avoid any one on one moments with him as I'm still trying this ‘me myself and I’ thing. It never failed though he would always find a way by me, finding a reason to come in the garage when i'm there or pulling weeds by the pond when i'm out sunbathing. I can't lie and say I didn't like the attention but he made it so hard to truly avoid him.

This particular morning his truck was gone so I figured I could go get some alone time in the garden.

I padded to the garden and gandered at my towering sunflowers when I felt a somewhat familiar presence behind me. I turned around to find Austin looking around at all my flowers when he asked-

“How big are they supposed to get?” I think he just wanted a reason to talk to me.

“Uhhh well they're already about 6 or 7 feet so I think they're pretty much done. I'm just waiting for the heads to finish opening.” “Should be any day now huh?” “Yea…”

With a chuckle he asked “Well I-.. I was wondering if you'd like to help me paint your shed over there. I managed all the dirty work but it sure could use a pretty girl's touch on the paint.”

I couldn't tell if he was being sweet or trying to genuinely flirt with me. Playing along I decided to say

“So, you think I'm pretty?”

He smiles and says “I do, so will you help me or not?”

So was I supposed to just gloss over the fact that he called me pretty? Okay.

“Oh, yea sure!” I started marching over to the shed ahead of Austin to try and hide the giddy smile forming on my face.

I came upon the shed, it looking almost brand new at this point.

“You really out did yourself Austin! It hasn't looked this nice since daddy first built it.” I said while reminiscing on the memories of helping him put it together.

He rubbed the back of his neck and said “Well, I'm glad I could do it justice for y'all. Now, your momma told me you specifically wanted ‘Ruby Red’ paint-”

“And that's exactly what you got!!” I exclaimed while opening the cans.

I picked up one of the cans and grabbed a brush while saying “Well let's get going!”

I decided to start on the front of the shed while Austin took the right side. I was focusing pretty intently on the brush strokes when once again I felt those blue eyes bore into me from around the corner of the building.

It was endearing but still a little off putting.

Not peeling my eyes from my work, I asked “Can I help you?” All I heard after that were some weird coughs that made me chuckle.

After a bit of silent work I decided to go to the same side as Austin.

Why not?

As I walked over he gave me a little smile and I shot one back. We worked for a little while before his voice broke the silence.

“Do you like to go dancing?” After thinking for a second I responded.

“Uh I wouldn't say I'm too good at it but I enjoy it when I get to do it.” With a gulp he asked “Well uh…Would you like to go dancing.. With me?”

“Uh-” I dropped the brush in my hand from the surprise his question caused me. I Quickly bent down to pick it up and wavered

“Uh yea I, I would like that.” My cheeks burned with nervousness.

He grinned at me, his pearly whites flashing before he said “Okay, I'll pick you up at 8 tonight.”

“Okay”

We worked in silence again for another 20 minutes before I decided to end the day. I left him to clean everything up after I ran inside to make sense of what just happened.

Is this a date? Maybe? It's only a date if I make it one.

I kinda want to make it one.

That evening I showered and barely managed to eat dinner on account of my nerves. I told momma Austin had invited me to go dancing with him and she didn't seem too surprised. She just told me to be safe and to have a good time.

I was gonna try to.

I decided on a black dress that made me feel empowered and a pair of black cowboy boots that had been dying to be worn. I did my favorite style of hair and make up and surprisingly felt good.

Still very nervous, but good.

Checking the clock on the wall it was just about to hit 8pm. I figured he would be right on time only coming from a couple hundred yards away.

I walked outside to find him pulling up in that old yellow ford of his. He got out of the truck and looked me up and down.

“You look mighty fine this evening.” He said with a smirk.

This man I swear.

I walked around to the side of the truck for him to open the door for me and said “Well you look mighty fine yourself.”

He really did though. He closed my door and I took the opportunity to check him out as he walked to the driver side of the truck.

He had on a long sleeve jean shirt with the sleeves rolled up a bit and his chest peeking out. I could see a bit of his chest hair now. Paired with light wash jeans and some alligator skin boots. And topped off with the nicest cream Stedson hat I'd ever seen.

He had to know what he was doing.

After he hopped in his truck the smell of his cologne hit me. I squeezed my legs together in reflex, and hoped he didn't notice. He turned the radio on softly and started driving us down the road. It was quiet but it was nice, it didn't feel awkward.

After a little time we pulled up to the honky tonk and I started getting excited to see where the night would take us. It was loud and rowdy but it seemed like the perfect place to really break the ice with him.

Following Austin inside he led me to the bartop and pulled out a chair for me to hop into.

Such a gentleman.

He walked around to sit by me and asked me what I'd like to drink.

“Uh I guess a dirty shirley!” I half yelled back to him trying to converse over the music. “Alright” He flagged down the bartender and got our order in.

I started looking around the bar taking in my surroundings. The dance floor was full of people dancing and swaying to the music. I smiled to myself at the thought of everyone having a good time. I felt something cold and wet hit my hand which prompted me to whip my head back around. I looked over to Austin with a smile and thanked him for the drink.

We sat together just drinking for a little while. He had a glass of whiskey, neat. I wondered what that said about him.

We chatted about the bar and the people here and laughed at the expense of some of them. At this point in the night I started to feel a little more loose and warm from the liquor. It was around the beginning of our third drink when things got exciting.

Josh Turner’s ‘Why Don't We Just Dance’ started playing throughout the dance hall. I couldn't help but tap my foot along as this was one of my favorite songs. I felt Austin's eyes on me again, burning, with a want I could really feel. He placed his hand over mine on the bar and grabbed it. I finally caved and looked up at him, his eyes looking quite lustful with a blush creeping onto his cheeks and ears from the alcohol.

Now, im not sure if it was the liquor giving us both courage, or the amount of sexual tension between us that prompted us to finally act on our needs.

He pulled me from the barstool with a haste I've never known onto the wooden dance floor. He laid his hand on my waist and I let out a gasp when he pulled me closer. So close in fact that I was straddling his thigh. Really straddling his thigh.

He held me so tight while he started whirling us around the dance floor. Leading me in every way. I've never felt so enamored before, so in a trance with the way this man was moving my body. He had to have felt me on his thigh, moving it ever so slightly as we two stepped. It felt so good.

I was having so much fun giggling and laughing under the boom of the music, having the time of my life. I looked up to see Austin smiling at me when suddenly the song came to an end entirely too soon. As tradition calls for, he spun me around slowly then dipped me.

“I've never danced with anybody that way before. it -.. It was amazing!” I said basically out of breath.

We were on the floor standing still but oh-so-close to each other. I could practically feel his breath on my face.

“I'm glad you enjoyed it, and I'm glad I had the might to pull you out here.” he said with a lick of confidence.

All of a sudden, Tennessee Whiskey starts playing.

As the song started, the lights went down and the DJ said “We're gonna slow it down for you lovers out there tonight.”

I looked up at Austin expectantly. Wondering what his next move would be.

His eyes trailed down to mine and with a small smile he grabbed my hand and placed it on his heart. He wrapped his arm around my waist once again. This time softer… as if I was delicate.

He started moving us in a slower movement, prompting me to lay my head on his broad, strong chest. In this moment I felt so safe, so cared for, by the ranch hand.

I'm pretty sure I was drunk to be having these thoughts. I had to be.

Drunk on Austin.

As I was caught up in the smell of his chest I could quietly hear him start to sing along to the song.

You're as smooth as Tennessee whiskey

You're as sweet as strawberry wine

You're as warm as a glass of brandy

And honey i stay stoned on your love all the time

His deep husky voice sent goosebumps down my spine as we swayed to the song.

The night started to come to a close shortly after that last dance. He led me out of the bar to his truck once again.

This time, on the ride home I sat close to him, thankful for no console in his old truck. He threw his arm around me as I leaned into him. The whole ride home his thumb rubbed my shoulder.

The drive was entirely too short for my liking. He had pulled us up to the main house and I sat up to look over at him.

I bit my lip and said “I had the best time with you tonight Austin. I didn't know I could have so much fun.”

“I did too y/n… I-... I was wonderin if I could ask ya something?

“Yea what is it?”

“I was wonderin if it'd be okay if I got to know ya better. Tonight I got a taste of you, and I'd like more of that.” he said, rubbing the back of his neck, nervous.

He wants more of a taste… of me? His words sent that oh-so-familiar feeling down into the pit of my belly.

Not being able to help myself, I leaned into him and whispered “I think I would like a taste as well.”

My words caused his breath to hitch in his throat.

I watched him lick his lips, my mouth watering at the thought of connecting with them. Then I looked up to see his eyes already on mine. With haste he closed the distance between us, grabbing my face and latching his lips to mine.

He tasted so sweet with a hint of jack daniels.

His hands slowly trailed down my body feeling all that he could when he swiftly pulled me on top of him, sitting me in his lap. I took the opportunity to knock his hat off and tangle my hands in his hair and pull. I heard a soft moan emit from his throat. He squeezed my ass in approval, making me sigh in pleasure.

I could feel his bulge growing, his jeans getting tighter by the second. He released another moan after I grinded down onto him

“God you taste so good y/n.” He said between kisses. His hand reached up to my jaw, slightly pulling my head back, exposing my neck.

He moaned into it saying “I'd love to taste you elsewhere…”

Holy shit.

“We can't here, but I know where to go.”

I peeled myself off of him and jumped out his truck before grabbing his hand and leading him back behind the house. I stopped at the shed to grab one of the thick blankets we kept in there for the winter before continuing further away from the house.

I settled on the other side of the pond thinking it was far enough away from the house where we wouldn't be interrupted. He helped me spread the blanket out before laying down and pulling me to the ground on top of him in the process.

I straddled his lap on top of him, kissing him passionately before he pulled me away.

“Are you sure this is okay baby? I don't wanna be making you uncomfortable now.” he asked with sincerity in his voice.

“Absolutely, I think I've been wanting this for a long time.”

He smirked at me before pulling me in for another kiss. I started dragging my hands down his body, trying to feel every inch of him. I lifted his shirt up to touch the taught skin underneath. As I felt around, my hands wandered down to the buckle of his jeans when he suddenly flipped us over.

“Uh uh baby, tonight is about you.” he cooed into my chest leaving kisses all around.

He breathed down my body, leaving a trail of goosebumps. When he got to the hem of my dress his eyes flicked up to mine, pleading to continue. Granting his wish I smiled and started pulling my dress up.

I could hear a deep hum of pleasure come from him as he undressed me, noticing I decided to skip a bra tonight.

“God y/n… you’re gorgeous. Have been since I first laid eyes on you.” he said against the skin of my belly. His hands caressed the outline of my shape, landing on my thighs.

“I've never been a man of many words so Ihope I can show you just how I feel tonight” he practically whispered onto my heat.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head at the thought.

“Please Austin, I want you” I moaned at this point.

At the sound of my words he moaned into my underwear, it getting wetter and hotter underneath. He planted a kiss on my pussy before coming up to latch onto one of my breasts, his fingers twisting the nipple of the other one.

He’s barely touching me and I feel like cumming, he’s too powerful.

He decided to leave a few marks before trailing his mouth south. He looped his fingers into the sides of my panties and slowly pulled them down my legs and threw them to the side.

I looked down at him. He was almost drooling onto my core. He looked hungry. His now dark eyes flicked up to me one last time before I tangled my hands in his hair and pushed his mouth onto my pussy.

The feeling of his lips on mine was euphoric.

Laying on his stomach he looped his arms around my thighs keeping me in an iron tight grip. He lapped at my juices and welcomed the sweet taste they brought.

I knew I wasn't going to last long.

“Au- Austin .. slow- slow down!” I pleaded with him, but that just caused him to continue, adding a finger inside me.

The feeling of his long finger pumping in and out of me sent me over the edge. Everything became hot and my orgasm washed over me in waves. Hearing me moan through my climax, he continued to pump and lick me bringing me to tears.

I pulled his hand from me, wincing from the empty feeling it left. He sucked on his finger, drawing every last drop of me he could.

As I twitched, recovering, he crawled up my body to kiss me again, allowing me to taste myself on his lips.

“ Austin-“

“I know baby, I know.”

After laying with me and kissing me, he helped me get dressed and walked me back to the house.

“I wanted to thank you for everything tonight. I've been a little apprehensive around you, but I'm so glad you asked me out. I'm ready for more of you.” I said, gazing up to his beautiful blue eyes.

“I'm glad I did too. I've never met anyone like you.” he said back to me looking almost puzzled.

“Well, I hope not.” I coyly said with a smile.

Since deciding to leave the night on a sweet note, I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek before turning inside to revel in the night I'd just had.

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