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I set Kennedy down, her legs trembling much like the rest of her. She tilts her head up, peering at me through the fog of bliss surrounding her. I kiss her forehead, nose, and lips, allowing her to catch her breath.
And then I spin her around, pushing her forward so she has to brace herself with her hands on the wall. I grip her cheeks, spreading her open for me so I can sink into her tight, wet little hole. With a feral roar, I snap my hips against her ass, stuffing her full of my thickness.
“S-s-so d-d-deep,” Kennedy stutters out on a moan, her pussy contracting around me over and over.
I’m reduced to grunts and growls, tipping my head back and bouncing her off my dick. Every muscle in my body tenses and my balls draw up tight, my orgasm crawling down my spine and stealing the air from my lungs.
Sliding one arm beneath Kennedy’s hips, I hold her still as I piston in and out of her. She claws at the wall, then balls her hand up in a fist and pounds it against the wood as she succumbs to a final, vicious orgasm.
I slide my hand further down her body, rubbing her clit in furious circles as my other hand grabs a fistful of her dark, silky hair. She soaks my shaft with her cum and shudders in my arms. I bury my face between her neck and shoulder, breathing her in, feeling her shiver and pulse around me as I finally let go.
My orgasm barrels through me, clutching my muscles and making me shake uncontrollably as I come harder than I ever have. I shoot my release deep inside her still-throbbing core, each rope of cum forcing its way out in blissful, torturous waves.
It lasts forever, and yet it will never be enough. I know I’ll want this woman wrapped around me as often as possible, chasing our pleasure and taking each other to heights unknown.
We both groan as I reluctantly pull out of her. I growl when I see our combined releases dripping down the insides of her thighs, resisting the urge to get on my knees and lick it up.
Kennedy leans against the wall, pressing her forehead against the wood as she tries to control her breathing. I grab some tissues from a nearby workbench and clean myself up, getting my pants zipped up and my belt on before turning back to Kennedy. She’s still leaning against the wall, seemingly unable to move. I smirk, knowing I gave her so many orgasms she can barely function.
I gently clean her up as well, righting her clothes and placing a kiss on the back of her neck. I slowly turn her around and gather her limp body into my arms, holding her close. Kennedy sighs and snuggles into my chest, bringing me more joy and contentment than I’ve ever known.
“That’s one way to fend off a panic attack,” she breathes out. I chuckle, pressing a kiss on the top of her head.
“Happy to be of service,” I rasp.
She giggles, then shrieks when I scoop her up in my arms, carrying her bridal style toward my house. I hope she’s already as in love with me as I am with her. Our time is almost up soon, and I’m not sure what I’m going to do if she goes back to Kentucky without me.
NINE
Kennedy
“This trail is easy riding,aside from one little crossing near the end,” Wyatt tells me for the tenth time this morning. “And even that’s not too bad.”
I nod my head as I adjust the straps on Tin’s pack. We’ve been riding every morning for a week now, and each time, it gets a little easier. The pressure in my chest isn’t nearly as suffocating today, and my hands aren’t even shaking as I grip the saddle and hoist myself up.
"I'll be fine," I assure my cowboy. "I used to take Polka off-roading all the time before…" I stop short, not wanting to finish that thought.
“Hey,” Wyatt says from beside me, already mounted on his trusty horse. “You’re safe with me. And if you feel uncomfortable, let me know. We’ll turn around and try again another time.”
“I can do this,” I tell Wyatt just as much as myself.
“You’re no less brave if you decide to turn around.” I roll my eyes at him, but Wyatt holds my gaze. His intense green stare grabs hold of me, body and soul, and I have no choice but to listen to his next words. “I’m so damn proud of you,” he says firmly. “I’ve watched you work through your fear every single day, doing battle with the demons in your head. And still, you show up the next morning, ready to go again. If that’s not strength, sweetheart, I don’t know what is.”
Just like every time he says something sweet, I find myself blinking back tears. “Why are you so good to me?” I ask quietly.
“Baby…” Wyatt starts, reaching out and resting his hand on my thigh. It’s kind of awkward with both of us on horses, but it’s also sort of perfect. This big, burly cowboy is bending over backward to make me feel safe and understood. How am I going to leave him in two weeks? “It kills me that you would even ask that question. You deserve every good thing in the world.”
I want to ask him again, why? But I don’t know if I’m ready for the real answer. If his feelings are as big as mine, then this whole thing between us is real. What does that even mean? It’s not like he would follow me back to Kentucky. Wyatt has worked so hard to get the Dude Ranch up and running, and I know he’s booked solid for months to come. I would know. I had to pay a pretty penny to get the place to myself for four whole weeks.
Instead of bombarding him with my insecurities and endless worries, I muster up a smile. He returns it, flashing me that sexy grin I love so much.
“Love seeing that smile, sweetheart,” he tells me. “Now, let’s get going so we can beat the heat. I’ll ride behind you until we get to the crossing.”
With that, we guide our horses to the start of the trail. I focus my attention on Tin, feeling the beast’s muscles and tendons flex beneath me, the steady trod of her hooves grounding me in the moment.
I’ve missed this.
For the first time since the accident, my fears are quiet enough for me to remember what I love about riding. The freedom, the sense of connection with the horse, being surrounded by nature… I used to crave those things, but I haven’t let myself want them in so long. I couldn’t. It hurt too much to let any good memories touch the darkness of that day, but with Wyatt’s words still echoing in my head, the darkness lifts, freeing me to feel again.
