“Then come for me, sweetheart. Soak my cock with this tight, pretty cunt.”
She bucks her hips into me, matching my steady pace. In seconds, her legs are shaking around me and her pussy pulses around my cock. She feels so good. It catapults me into my own orgasm right behind her.
My abdominal muscles tighten, and I grunt out a string of curse words under my breath because I don’t think I’ve ever come this hard. Not even doing this with Blair before today. I know that these feelings in my chest for her are only making this one more intense.
The words spoken.
How she feels around me.
How it feels being with her.
All of it.
Once our breathing slows down, I pull out of her, looking around the room for something to clean up with. I find a towel hanging from the hook on the wall. Wetting it in the sink from the bathroom connected to the room, I return to help clean her up before cleaning myself up.
After we’re both dressed, we stand there staring at each other. The feelings of words unspoken linger between us and I want to scream it, but something holds me back.
She has to be staying.
I need her totell meshe’s staying before I do.
“Let me just get Storm back in the stall and then we can head out,” I say, breaking the silence before guiding her out of the room and back into the barn. “Are you up for dinner?”
She hikes a thumb behind her. “After all of that, I’m starving.”
We both laugh as I make my way to get Storm, who’s standing where I left him against the wooden beam. For the next twenty minutes, Blair watches as I get him situated in the stall, brush him, and put his saddle away. She stays there, curious about it all, as if she wants to do it herself one day.
It would have been a perfect time to ask her about her plans.
I tell myself I will ask her over dinner.
Making our way to my truck parked by the ranch entrance, Blair puts her hand in mine. Confirmation I needed to bring up this topic in a little bit when we get back to my place.
“Griffin?” she asks, pulling me to a stop and positioning her body for me to face her. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you. I think now’s a good time for it.”
My nerves spike and I feel the skip of my heart before it goes into overdrive.
She grins as if she can feel the energy radiating off of me. Placing a hand on my chest, I’m sure she can feel the way my heart's thumping. “All good things, Griffin. Take a breath.” She laughs.
I do, letting the corner of my lips twist up, feeling at ease already with her words.
“This thing between us…I want you to know that?—”
Tires screeching along the asphalt have her words falling short, and both of our heads turning in the direction of the main road. An all-black, tinted sports car stops in the middle of the road. The way they stop feels like they are looking for us, but from the looks of the car, it could be someone lost and needing directions.
The car doesn’t move from where it’s stopped, but the front door opens, and I narrow my eyes. The man is in black dress pants and a white button-down dress shirt as if he’s headed to a business meeting.
The grin on his face is mischievous.
“Can I help you, sir?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “You can’t, but she can.”
I turn to face Blair and her face is sheet white. A look of horror written across her features. A stark contrast to the smile she wore moments ago.
She pulls her hand from mine and my eyes bounce between the man and her.
Is this…
