Outlawed (Closed)

Campo had inspected his arm when Erin left the camp gaging the amount of damage the bullet had done to him. His arm was flaring with pain, a burning sensation crippling his strength in his left arm. Tearing a length of cloth from the shirt of the fat man, Campo tied it over his wound, staunching the blood flow.

Quickly searching the two men, he gathered about ten dollars from their corpses. He heard Erin coming back with the horses and turned to her as she announced, "It's just me."

He walked over and grabbed her chin, forcing her face up, so their eyes could meet. "There is nothing 'just' about you, woman. You must understand that fact; that you are important enough that I will kill any person your father sends after us."

Letting go of her chin, he caressed her face, his eyes shift from hard and fierce to a smoldering glint as they bored into her eyes. He leaned forward, and grazed his lips against hers. A first kiss, soft and tender, boiling with a need and urgency he would never be able to explain as the tentative resistance in her mouth gave way.

His tongue slid into Erin's mouth, dancing with her tongue. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her tight against his body. His burgeoning hard on pressing against her.
 
Erin was startled by the ferocity with which Campo approached her when she returned. Her heart began pounding in her chest again, almost as hard as when she bad seen he was hurt. His touch on her chin was firm yet didn't hurt a bit. Then it turned into a gentle caress and Erins knees trembled.

She drew in a startled breath as Campo's lips descended upon hers. The kiss was filled with a fierce passion that made Erin moan softly. Her hands came up and laid on his chest as their tongues twined together.

Eventually the kiss broke off and left Erin breathing heavily. She gazed up into Campo's eyes l, her own gaze glazed over with lust.
 
The kiss seemed to go forever, Campo losing himself in it, in the feeling of her hands resting on his chest. A gentle touch, encouraging him. How he wanted her; wanted to take her then and there. Make her his, a willing companion perhaps for the rest of his days.

But first he needed to make sure those days numbered more than a handful.

Yet again, he tore himself from the lust filled part of his mind, the one screaming for him to ravage the young petite woman. "We need to go, now." he whispered, clearly wishing otherwise. He tied the two horses together, one after the other and helped her onto the lead horse, her ass flashing in front of his face as she mounted the equine.

Holstering the two long weapons on the horses, he asked, "Which can you shoot better? Rifle or shotgun?"
 
Erin nodded when Campo said they needed to leave. she knew they did."Is your arm ok?" she asked quietly. She was worried about him and it showed."Shotgun" was her confident answer to his question.

One thing her daddy had done right was to teach her how to shoot a shotgun. She petted the horse lightly on the neck as she waited for Campo.
 
Campo left the shotgun in the holster on the lead horse as he took its reins and began leading them out from the camp. They stopped long enough to grab Campo's bag which he tied to the trail horse.

"I will be, I think," he responded. "It hurts like hell, except when I kissed you."
 
Erin smiled at his comment."Maybe when we get away from here you will have to kiss me some more" she said over her shoulder, smiling.
 
As he led the horses along the side of the stream, Campo quipped, "I plan to do a damn sight more than kiss you woman."
 
Erin drew in a deep breath and turned to smile back at him."And I plan to enjoy every minute of it, sir". She turned then to face the front again.
 
Campo grunted, a pleasurable sound, as they continued on. An hour later they reached the road and he untied the trail horse.

Swinging up in the saddle he said, "Let's make all the time we can while the sun is up, then we'll find a place to rest the rest for a couple of hours before riding hard through the night."

As they rode, the feeling of her body pressed against his as they slept, as they kissed came to his mind; making it hard for him to concentrate on what they had to do.
 
Erins thoughts scattered in many directions as they rode. She kept replying that kiss in her mind and it was driving her crazy. It seemed as if they rode forever..
 
They rode most of the day in relative silence, occasionally leaving the road to avoid other travelers. As dusk approached, Campo strayed from the road a bit finding a place for them to camp along another stream, in a copse of woods.

Unsaddling the horses, he turned to Erin, his eyes hungrily taking her in as she began brushing her mount. He began to walk passed her but stopped, placing his hands on her hips as he pulled her back into his burgeoning member. Kissing her on the nape of the neck, "Brush both of them down, I'll go get us food."
 
Erin was exhausted by the time they made camp later that evening. She wasn't used to such a rigorous pace of travel, but she was doing her best to keep up. She was brushing down her horse when she felt Campo pause behind her. His hands went to her hips and Erin stifled a small gasp. Then he placed a gentle kiss on the nape of her neck. She could feel his erection pressed against her and had to bite her lip to keep from moaning. She nodded in answer to his command.

She leaned briefly against his strong body before returning to her job of brushing down the horses and focusing on the task at hand.
 
The moment she leaned back into his hardening cock, Campo knew that there was no way they would make the week. He hadn't been this excited: Ever.

The feel of her body, the scent of her skin made his heart race. His racing heart pounded all blood available to his crotch, where it seemed to be pooling more and more, for a longer and longer duration.

Merely thinking about her, and how exhilarating her presence was kept him agitated. She had stayed this long, perhaps she would stay for a much longer time.

Perhaps not.

Campo resolved to enjoy the time he had with her, and in turn to ensure that she discovered herself, and find that her happiness would be tied to the right man, whether or not that was Campo.

Finding a stream Campo stood in the middle of it and washed the day away from his body. The cool water tightened his skin, making his whole body feel taut and wired, much like his groin.

The thought of relieving himself of the edge of his horniness crossed his mind, but he decided it had to be put off. He still needed to feed and care for her before he could think about that relief.
 
Erin finished her task of taking care of the horses and then finished what she could to help set up their camp. Her mind was wandering endlessly to campo. She was intensely aware of him, his body, his proximity. She had felt his excitement more than once and it was a constant distraction to her. She wanted more of those few touches he had given her. She craved contact with him.

Campo had went to bathe so Erin sat down near their stuff with her back against a tree. She immediately yawned. It was exhausting living like this but she felt it was where she belonged. She stretched her legs out in front of her and yawned again. Closing eyes, she figured she would rest until Campo came back. Instead she fell fast asleep.

Her position pushed her breasts up tight in the dress, outlining them perfectly, as well as showing more leg than would ever be considered appropriate. When smooth returned he was subjected to a view of her incredible body stretched out on the ground, practically begging to be touched.
 
Campo located berries and roots for them to eat and picked enough for the two of them before heading back to the camp site.

Seeing her sprawled out sleeping caused Campo to stumble slightly almost spilling their meal on the ground. Her tossing and turning while she slept caused the dress to ride high up her thighs which were spread slightly open, giving him a view all the way to her undergarmets, that protected the space between her legs.

The space he so desparately needed to fill.

Putting the food down he quietly moved behind a tree that allowed him the best view of her body and pulled his throbbing cock out of his pants. The head purple in its insatiable need for her throbbed in time with his fist as he slowly stroked his cock, imagining filling her with it.

Erin rolled over giving him a view of her white clad ass and Campo began to cum. His seed firing out hitting the tree and pooled in the bark of the cottonwood he was standing behind. It seemed he came forever before his cock began to lose some of its hardness.

Feeling much relief he went to the stream and washed his hands before going back to the camp. He allowed her to sleep another half hour or so before waking her, gently shaking her shoulder. "Erin, time to eat then you can sleep again."
 
Erin was totally unaware of Campo relieving his hard cock behind the tree to the sight of her body. She slept soundly until he shook her awake. Sitting up quickly she glanced around."Oh my His Campo I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep. I wanted to help you out around here. im so sorry" she said.

She stood up and stretched her arms above her head, the dress flowing around her body."Is there anything I can do to help you out?"

She moved close to Campo as she spoke, placing a hand on his strong, muscled forearm.
 
Though he tried to suppress it, his body reacted to her touch. His breath caught in his throat and he could feel the warmth of her hand spreading through out his body. "It's okay, I took longer than I expected," he breathed out.

The scent of her body filled his nostrils, causing him to turn toward her fully. He brushed the hair back from her forehead as he looked into her stunning green eyes. Whatever he had planned to say disappeared as he lost himself in her for a moment or two.

His hand caressed her face and then neck as his fingers wrapped around the nape of her neck. "Yes, there is," he whispered as his mouth closed onto hers.

His kiss was desparately hungry, his tongue ramming into her mouth, dancing off her lips and tongue.

His other hand wrapped around her waist, resting at the top of her pert ass as he pulled her body against his.
 
Erin recognized the desire raging in Campos eyes as he gazed down at her and gasped softly. His hands caressed her face and neck and then one settled on her hip as his mouth settled on her own lips. A small moan escaped her throat and she stepped closer to him.

Her tits pressed against his hard chest as they kissed passionately. she felt his tongue slide across her lips and automatically opened her mouth, inviting him in. Her own hands were placed against his flat stomach, trapped between their heated bodies and she felt his muscles there flex. Her fingers traced the contours of abs there and she sighed softly.
 
Campo felt his will to wait crumbling with the crush of her breasts, with the willing welcome her mouth gave him. The feel of her tongue dancing along his was deliriously intoxicating in its timidity and heat.

His hand trailed down her back joining his other hand at the top of her ass. Wrapping his fingers into the crevasse of her buttocks, her pulled Erin hard against his turgid manhood and ground against her.

Erin moaned into his mouth as passion built in them both. "Undress me Erin," he heatedly moaned. "I can not wait any longer."
 
Erins hands trembled as Campo asked her to undress him. She slowly began to fumble her way through the tasks of taking his clothes off, starting with his shirt. Her nails raked against his skin lightly as she pulled his shirt off, exposing his chest and abs. She then knelt down before him and undid his pants, gasping softly as his cock popped into view. Her eyes glanced up into his.

Slowly she encircled her trembling hand around his hard-on and felt it pulse. She was extremely gentle, not sure what to do and not wanting to cause him any harm. Her hands shook and trembled visibly as she grasped his length. She felt her cheeks heat up when she realized she wasnt sure what to do, and she hesitated
 
Campo was now quite glad he jad relieved his pressure not ten minutes ago. Her trmulous hand timidly wrapped around his hardness and a moan low enough to shake a mountain rolled drom his chest. "Yes, Erin," he moaned.

After a minute he realized that Erin was kneeling before him, her hand not moving. "Your touch is perfect," he moaned, "Now stand and let me undress you."
 
Campo's words encouraged Erin and she smiled up him. Then she slowly stood, allowing her hand to gall from his cock. Her pulse was pounding through her veins as she faced Campo.

"I'm scared' she said softly, voicing what he could see in her eyes. Her eyes were wide and bright with both excitement and nerves.
 
Campo nodded, "Believe in me?" he asked as his hands found the lacing that held her dress up. His eyes never left hers as his hands smoothed the fabric away from her shoulders gently, allowing the dress to fall to the ground pooling at her feet.

Keeping his eyes locked on hers, he places his hands on her hips and pulled her to him. "If you give yourself to me, you will be a woman before the end of the night. Do you understand what I mean?"

Her eyes brimmed as she nodded tentatively.

His hand trailed along her waist until he cupped her breast, rolling the nipple in his hand slightly. "If you give yourself to me, you will be my woman until I release you."

Campo lowered his mouth onto hers again, kissing her softly, possessively. One hand continued playing with her nipple, while the other hand played with her ass, his fingers nearly extending all the way around to massage her mons.

He broke the kiss, his eyes finding hers again and asked, "Do you want to give yourself to me? To be my woman?"
 
Erins breath was coming in short, ragged gasps as Campo slid the dress from her shoulders. He asked if she believed in him. She nodded immediately. Of course she believed in him.

Then he asked if she wanted to be his woman. Her heart rocketed within her chest. Her green gaze sought out Campo's eyes. He seemed willing enough to teach her what she would need to know.

"Yes Campo. I want to be your woman, if you want me" Erin responded in a quiet but steady voice."I trust you completely".
 
Campo leaned in and kissed Erin hungrily as his hands massaged her ass and tit more fervently. The thought of this beauty giving herself to him was intoxicating and invigorating. The power and virility of it pulsing between his legs.

He led Erin over to where she had been sleeping and laid her down on the ground, then stood above her a moment staring at her.

Her breasts flattened slightly as their weight spread across her chest. Her nipples were turgid, sticking out invitingly.

Kneeling next to her, her placed one hand on her pubic mound where his fingers played with the curly red hair. His mouth closed over her nipppe as he licked the tip of the nub, coating it with his saliva.

Blowing on it gently' he watched her shudder slightly.

"Yeah," he whisperes, his vouce full of hunger and need, "I think you'll do."
 
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