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He didn’t hesitate. Troy dove back into kissing her, his hands roaming her body like a starving man desperate for food. She felt the weight of his erection against her but needed it closer, ached for him to be inside her.
Megan reached down and stroked him once. She had no idea what she was doing but grinned when he groaned somewhere between pleasure and pain.
He planted a hard kiss on her, pressing her into the bed, and rolled off to grab his jeans.
God bless the moon, because she could see his silhouette.Allof him.
Megan heard a wrapper and shifted herself onto the pillows with her elbows propped up. Troy maneuvered the condom on and crawled toward her on the bed, kissing the soles of her feet as he spread them apart.
“God, you’re so beautiful.”
He pushed her legs apart with a nudge, and Megan spread them, feeling excited and vulnerable at the same time. Troy straightened up onto his knees and looked down at her.
It was only then that Megan realized the moon was on her like a spotlight.
He ran his hands along the sides of her body down from her breasts to her ankles, before bending down to kiss the inside of her leg, lifting it to his mouth, trailing kisses up toward where she wanted him to be.
An eternity passed, and Megan let her head fall back into the pillows as she tracked his kisses in her mind, getting closer an inch at a time, making her wallow in anticipation.
There was no mistaking when he arrived. Just seeing his head dip in the dim light made her toes curl, but when his tongue touched her most sensitive area, every nerve in her body lit up with attention.
He was tender, but he was determined and pleasured her until her head swiveled on the pillows and her legs stretched out on their own, wanting more from him and overwhelmed by everything that wicked tongue did.
She clawed into his thick dark hair and held on tight as he took her to new heights, sending waves of pleasure through her body. He sent her higher and higher before stopping just before she crossed over the edge again and looked up with those dark eyes that looked like the blackest night. His eyes bored into her own, and the message was clear.
Megan let out a “please” that sounded like a moan and felt her arms stretch toward him in invitation.
Troy propped up and came closer, positioning himself over her and lining up where she wanted him most. Megan was panting with need and drenched with want.
“Troy, please…”
He pressed in, filling and stretching, taking his time to let her accommodate.
The sensation was new, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he filled her completely. She expected it to hurt, but this was what she had wanted so badly. She no longer felt empty and wanting.
She let out an exhale of relief that matched his own and felt him start to thrust inside her. At first he was slow and gentle, but then he sped up and the thrusts became more powerful. All the while he watched her, kissed her, and took the time to nibble the spot on her neck that drove her crazy.
The depth of wanting more drove them both as they clung to each other, her gripping his hips, driving him as he pistoned up and down faster and harder, hitting a spot that sent waves of building pleasure through her body. A rising tide that she couldn’t control brought her higher and higher. Every muscle in her body tensed so hard she thought she could break before the wave of pleasure crested her defense, and she collapsed back onto the bed in complete bliss and relaxation. With a final pulse, Troy was right behind her, and they tumbled into the darkness in each other’s arms.
CHAPTER28
“Welp, that’ll do it,” the driver said as he offloaded the last of the horses. The six animals were beautiful and strong with clean coats, perfectly fitted for the services at Arlington. As Cervantez had promised, Braxton was a complete ass already, tossing his head around his stall and snorting up a storm, but the rest had the air of military discipline that Troy appreciated.
“Thanks again for bringing them all the way.” He shook the hand of the drivers from the equine transport company. The journey from Virginia all the way out here had taken several days with enough stops to ensure the animals’ comfort, but everything was done to perfection, and he was satisfied.
“Sure thing. Give us a call if you ever take on more.”
Troy nodded and waved to the driver as he cranked the semi’s diesel engine.
“They did a good job. Weight looks good and no scratches in the coats,” his dad said, walking up with Levi beside him to wave to them as well. Still a rancher at heart, he had come down to inspect the new livestock with a critical eye after a damn near transcontinental transport.
“Yeah, I was worried.”
His dad shrugged it off as if he hadn’t been pacing all day yesterday jingling the change in his pocket with a nervous energy. “Racehorses do it all the time, but normally they have someone travel with them.”
Troy nodded and listened while his dad went on about the price of hay and alfalfa, and which vet in town was worth a damn these days because all of the good ones had retired, of course. It was good to see him this animated. His dad had been working in the barn for over a week since Troy had shared the news that it would be occupied again. Light duty, but still it was good for his mind, body, and soul. Even though the horses were retired and would amass the steep vet bills of aging animals, his dad had a spring in his step and had personally replaced three of the stall doors and hinges prior to the arrival.
The barn was old but in good condition. A wood structure with a metal roof, the newest feature was a trough heater from the seventies that kept the water from freezing in the dead of winter. The tack room had been a total disaster, but his dad had taken his time and brought everything outside, going through what was salvageable and what needed to go before sweeping the whole thing out. The last cowboys had been good, hard workers but as the bills crept up and the stock dwindled, they got overwhelmed by the work and things fell through the cracks and into disrepair.
