Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 102016 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 510(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102016 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 510(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
I’m an animal possessed now, hammering into her, making her body quake with every thrust. I pull my wet thumb out of her mouth and cover her hard clit with it, and she cries out, her head falls back, and her pussy clenches around me like a goddamn vise.
“Oh. My. God!”
“Yes, baby. God, you’re so fucking perfect.” She’s squeezing me, milking my cock, and I can’t hold my climax back anymore. I pull her to me, bottoming out, and come so hard I lose my breath.
After taking a few lungfuls of air, I reach over for a towel, rest it under where we’re connected, and then pull out of her and use the towel to catch my cum.
“Wow,” she whispers, chest still heaving, nipples hard as stone. She sits up, and I grip her jaw and kiss her hard. “Gonna need another shower.”
“You do that, and I’ll get breakfast going. We can eat on the deck.”
She smiles softly. Her cheeks are still so rosy, her lips puffier, and I can’t resist pressing my mouth to her once again.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
She blushes harder, which I didn’t realize was possible, and I help her down to her feet.
“Breakfast on the deck sounds really nice,” she says as she reaches for my T-shirt. “I’m wearing this today, by the way.”
“It’s way too big for you.”
“But it smells like you.” She shrugs. “So, I want it.”
“Then it’s yours.”
Before she can walk away, she turns back to me with a frown. “What are we doing today, anyway? We can’t just hole up in here and have … sex.”
I cross my arms over my chest and grin at her. God, she’s fucking adorable. “Why not?”
She swallows hard.
Okay, sex all day is off the table. Literally and metaphorically.
I do know something that she’d probably love to do. When Millie found out that the Lexington girls had never ridden horses—thanks to that cruel bastard of a father—she was determined to make sure they not only learned to ride, but would love it as much as she did.
So, I think I know what would make my girl happy today. I can give her more orgasms later to put the icing on the proverbial cake.
“I was thinking we could go out to the ranch and ride some horses, if you’re up for it.”
Her whole face lights up at that. “Oh, I’d love that. Millie’s been teaching me, and it’s been a couple of weeks since our last ride. I don’t want to get rusty.”
I reach out and push a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Then we’ll go ride. But first, breakfast.”
“And a shower.”
She turns, stark naked, and I enjoy the view of her ass, the dimples in her low back, and the bruises from my fingers as she walks away.
“I’m impressed.”
Dani’s just finished buckling the saddle to the horse that I chose for her. Crackers is a sweet girl, easygoing, and I know that she’ll love Dani. “I’d never know that you just recently learned how to do this.”
My girl grins with pride and runs her hand over the horse’s flank, then she gives her a hard pat. “I love it,” she confesses. “It’s one more reason for me to hate my dad. It still aches, you know? His wickedness. How could I have grown up on a ranch and never learned to ride a horse? Why did he hate us that much?”
Oh, kitten. Fuck, I hate him. I want to tuck her into my side and protect her from the pain in her eyes, but I’m going to keep it positive today.
“He was cold-blooded. But despite his attempts to crush you, you’re learning now, and you have a whole lifetime ahead of you to enjoy horses. And that’s something he can’t take away from you.”
She nods and grins, and she doesn’t look particularly sad or angry. “You’re right. Did you know that Millie and Holden are going to build a new barn to house rescued horses?”
“Yeah, they told me about that. I think it’s pretty cool.”
“So do I. I plan to volunteer as much as I can, and I think it would be fun to do a field trip out there once a year with my class.”
I wrap my arms around her from behind and kiss the top of her head. She smells like my shampoo, and I like it.
She is good to her word and is wearing my T-shirt, but she’s tied it into a knot around her waist so it doesn’t look like she’s wearing a dress, and she looks adorable in it. She paired it with a pair of jeans that she fetched from her house, along with some boots, and I’d like to fuck her here in this barn.
But I promised her a different kind of ride.
“Need a boost up?” I ask her.