Alton laughed loudly and patted the animal’s neck. “Willow’s a gentle girl. She’ll take good care of you. In ways I won’t as soon as we’re in the cabin we reserved.” His eyes went dark and dangerous. Desire knocked the breath out of me.
I’d been waiting for him to spank me like he’d promised, but he’d been so busy at work it hadn’t happened. Instead, I’d had no choice but to jerk myself off to the thought of his hand on my asscheeks.
Alton moved to the other horse and untied it from the fence before he did the same to mine. Once he was up in his saddle, he winked. “I always take it slow for virgins.”
I snorted and grinned. “Liar.”
His laughter warmed my belly before his horse was trotting forward. With the gentle pull of the lead rope attached to Willow, we followed. Like Alton had promised, he took it slow, and we wandered over the land with ease, giving me time to enjoy the view. The area was much greener than I’d imagined. I’d had tumbleweeds and desert in mind when he’d said he was from Texas, not a citrus farm. I loved it. The sky was sparkling with early rising stars as the horizon turned a burnt orange mixed with dark blue. There weren’t any high-rise buildings to hide the view or loud traffic. It was peaceful. I’d never experienced anything like it.
We passed some cattle, and by the time we made it to the fence my ass was sore. I had a feeling I would feel it even worse tomorrow. Alton slid from his horse and tied the reins to one of the posts before he did the same to the ones on Willow. He came around to the left side and gripped my waist, helping me off. I felt like a child, but at the same time I enjoyed his strong hands on me, too. This was a side of Alton I liked—a lot.
He kissed me again, and I leaned into his mouth with a moan. It was as though he was making up for lost time and I fucking loved it.
“You’re so sexy on that horse,” he whispered against my lips.
“You, too.” I flushed and ran a hand over my cheek. Fuck. I was not getting all melty for him. He was an asshole whomademe marry him.
I followed him over to the fence and he leaned on his knee, taking a look at the wooden structure. I crouched beside him, curious at what the damage was, and it was visible immediately. One of the vertical wooden slats was broken and leaning to the side, while the horizontal pieces connected to it were separated and leaning on the ground. The hole was wide enough for a curious animal to push their way through.
“Fuck. Why didn’t they get this fixed earlier?” He shook his head and rose. “Those stubborn bulls.” I frowned, and when he looked at me, he huffed. “This year hasn’t been great for the farm. They’ve been trying to save money and won’t ask me for any.”
“You have plenty of it, though,” I said.
“Exactly.” He threw his hands up and sighed. “They’re too stuck in their ways to ask for help. They think it’s wrong for parents to ask their kids for cash.” Real pain flashed in his gaze, and my heart hurt for him. I stepped in closer and curled my arms around his neck, and he leaned into me.
“So, while we’re here, we’ll make them take the help.” I pursed my lips. “You told me as your husband I can ask for anything I want, so I want to help your parents. What do we need to do?”
His gaze softened and he pressed his forehead against mine. His breath tickled my mouth again, and the heat of his arms around my waist had me biting my lower lip. I wished I could get him to fuck me here. I’d never thought about sex in nature, but his parents’ farm was so big and private.... No. I mentally shook myself. We would have plenty of time at the cabin.
“You’re so fuckin’ sexy,” he growled out, his accent growing thicker as he rocked his hips against mine.
I moaned and held on to him tighter. “Don’t distract me. I can’t think with blood rushing from my head to my dick.”
He chuckled and laid a kiss on the sensitive spot on my neck, making my knees weak. Tease.
“We’ll go into town in the morning, grab some supplies. Fix up as much as we can before we head to the cabin after Christmas day.” He grazed his teeth over my throat, and I tipped my chin back, giving him more access. “We’ll get as much feed as we can, so it’ll last them for a while, too, and start accounts with some of their suppliers, and lay down a good deposit.”
I groaned when his hard dick nudged against mine. A neigh behind us startled me and I straightened, nodding. “Right. We can do that. I’d love to do that. Did you get your parents Christmas presents? I know you haven’t had time—”
“Antoine bought them while I was at work.”
I slapped him on the shoulder, hard, and his eyes widened. “Absolutely not. Your personal assistant is not buying them presents. When we’re in town, you’re taking me somewhere I can buy them something. No excuses.”
His mouth quirked up on the left side and he cocked his head, studying me like I was one of his reports. Something I couldn’t understand passed over his face and he kissed me again, this time hard enough I thought he would bruise my mouth. He grabbed my asscheeks in a tight grip, spreading them and closing them again in a rough massage that was not helping matters with my dick and need for him.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard at the cabin after Christmas,” he whispered.
“Not while we’re at your parents’?” I teased.
He laughed. “Oh, I will. The difference is you have to be quiet at my parents’, while I’m going to make you fuckin’ sing in the cabin.”
I flushed. Oh fuck. I was in so much trouble, and I couldn’t wait.
17
ALTON
Willow was probablythe best horse we had for an inexperienced rider, but she had a short attention span, and Noah was taking an awful long time to get off the poor mare. What was about to happen clicked in my mind before it did because she stamped her feet in that gentle, impatient way horses had and twitched her white ears as if asking me, “Is your husband serious with this nonsense?” Unfortunately I’d untied the rope from her saddle and, not thinking, I’d gone back to Peanut to undo the rope from his.
