Page 24 of Kobalt

“That’s it, girl. Take your dick. Let me see that ass bounce.” I grunted as I smacked her ass. It jiggled, and my dick jerked inside of her. There was something about me calling her spicy that always turned her on.

I tightened my hands around her hips and thrust up inside of her hard and fast until I forced her breath from her lungs. Her eyes widened, but she kept up her pace. When she pulled off and turned around, giving me her back, I bit my bottom lip before I growled. “Fuck.”

I smacked her ass and loved the way that it jiggled up close and personal. With two fingers thrust into her ass again, I used my other hand to circle her front and play with her clit.

“Ohhh, baby. What’re you doing to me!” She cried out as she continued riding me reverse cowboy.

“Quit complaining and take this dick. It’s been long enough.”

She leaned forward and spread her thighs wider. With her face damn near planted on the bed, she bounced up and down my shaft, allowing me to see the juices flowing from her pink flesh.

“That’s it, girl. Ride it like you stole it.”

She ground down on my dick until I lifted her off, flipped her onto her back, and I switched position to face her. Her head was down toward the foot of the bed, and my transition had me in the same position.

I slid back up into her wetness again, gripped her neck, and squeezed as I covered her mouth again. Our kiss was slow, my hand squeezing her neck was deliberate, and my pumps calculated to bring her to the edge.

When she finally came, I was only seconds behind her. With two powerful thrusts, I released all the tension that had built up inside of me since seeing her again.

I rolled onto my back and pulled her with me. She brushed her lips against mine and stared into my eyes.

“That was sooo damn good,” she whispered against my lips.

“I missed you.”

“I can tell.”

She rested her head on my chest and linked our hands together. We remained that way in silence for several long seconds, and when she finally spoke, it was powerful and necessary.

“It doesn’t go away over night, but we can help heal each other, baby—from it all.”

“I know.”

“Just like you wanted me to let you inside, I need you to let me inside too.”

“And I will. You’re my priority, Kai.”

“And you’re mine. Let’s just enjoy what we’ve been blessed to have—a second chance at our love.”

I smiled at her and pressed my forehead against hers. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

The hurt and grief in my heart hadn’t disappeared, but it didn’t seem so insurmountable anymore.

“She’s a very gentle horse,” I stated, observing the sorrel Kobalt rode.

“She’s a sweet girl, but she’s also very finnicky. She doesn’t like anyone riding her except for me, which is the only reason I didn’t give her to you. Old Shadow’s a good boy too; he’s as faithful as they come. He’s got more of a protective instinct to him than any of the others, so you can trust that you’re in good hands.”

After Kobalt had given me some basic lessons on mounting, posture, control, steering, and dismounting, we headed out toward the orchard. Initially, I was scared when he told me that we would be riding the horses out to the orchard instead of taking either of the cars. Yet, in time, he convinced me with the words, “Do you trust me? Have I ever steered you wrong?”

They were gentle, beautiful souls; well, at least three of them were. According to Kobalt, Rebel, a beautiful black stallion, was a wild one they were still working on. He had told me to steer clear of him because he could create major damage if spooked. He was so gorgeous, he looked like he should have been for show only.

Shadow, the horse I rode, was a sweet palomino, who had earned his name because he was afraid of his own shadow when he was just a colt.

“It’s very peaceful up here,” I remarked.

“I told myself that you’d love it. You looked damn good riding my dick the way that you did last night. All that ass was just up there bouncing,” he declared, gesturing with one of his hands after he released his hold on the rein.

“Kobe.” My eyes bulged, and my jaw dropped at his response.