AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He flipped to a page near the center of a magazine.
“Who is that smoking hot chick in the riding clothes?” he asked, pointing at a smiling blonde girl in buckskin jodhpurs, a white shirt with a gold pin through her stock tie, a chocolate-colored coat, buff leather riding gloves and black riding boots. The young woman had her hair plaited in an elegant French braid and wore no make-up but tasteful pale pink lip-gloss.
“That would be me with the helmet hair.”
“You look so hot in this picture that for two years every sexual fantasy I had involved a girl in a dressage uniform.”
“Seriously?” Remi laughed.
“Dead serious.”
“I’m not showing any skin in the pic,” she said, remembering the days of sweltering under that coat. “Can’t see anything but my face.”
“It left everything to my very good imagination. Remi…those boots…”
“You like the leather boots, huh?” she asked, giggling like she was back in college again and had nothing on her mind but boys and horses.
“I had dreams about those boots.” He practically growled the words.
“So when I showed up in your living room yesterday…?”
“I was pretty sad you weren’t wearing the boots.”
“I still own those boots,” she whispered into his ear then bit his earlobe for good measure. Julien groaned softly. “I have so many pairs of boots.”
“There are horses in France,” he said, sliding on top of her. “In case you want to go riding.”
“I did a little riding last night,” she said.
Julien laughed and buried his head against her neck.
“More than a little.”
“You want to try this morning?” She relaxed underneath him.
“We can do it again?” he asked.
“All you want,” she said, kissing him. “And maybe later…I’ll wear the boots for you.”
Julien was already so eager he didn’t even take off his boxer shorts before pulling his erection through the slit and settling between her open thighs. Using her hands, Remi opened herself up for him. Julien penetrated her easily, as she was still wet from last night. She sighed with pleasure as she lifted her hips to take every inch of him.
His thrusts were slow this morning, tentative and unsure. She guessed he wanted to prolong the coupling and avoid coming too soon. He was young, new at sex, and no doubt worried about embarrassing himself with his inexperience and she adored him for it.
“Your cock feels incredible inside me.” Remi ran her hands through his mussed morning hair. “In case you were wondering.”
“I was,” he said, his voice slightly strained.
“I love your body too.” Remi ran her hands up and down his back, so lean and smooth-skinned. “Everything about you turns me on.”
“Everything?” he asked between kisses.
“Everything,” she repeated as he rose up and put his hands on either side of her shoulders. She opened her legs wider, cupping the back of her knees with her hands.
“You’re trying to make me come, aren’t you?” Julien closed his eyes tight.
“Oh, no. You’re not allowed to come. Not yet.”
“I almost died once, Remi. Are you trying to kill me again?”
