Page 23 of The Reaper


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“Go back to sleep.” Rhys spoke much too loudly, and one of them whinnied.

I took hold of his arm. “You’re going to have to be quieter than that, or we’re going to wake everyone up.”

“No way in hell are you going to be that quiet once I have you naked.”

I reached for him then, tired of waiting. I didn’t care if the horses watched. I grabbed his t-shirt, yanking it from the waistband of his jeans. He shoved at my chest, throwing me off-balance. I barely kept myself from falling back on my ass.

“Tack room. Now,” he demanded.

We made our way there. I only knew where it was because I’d watched Rhys from the door of the barn one day. He’d ignored me, but I was sure he saw me staring as he lovingly polished the saddles. I’d wanted him to touch me the way he’d caressed that smooth leather. Now was my chance.

I kicked the door of the tack room closed behind us and locked it.

Rhys sank his teeth into his lower lip as he stared at me. “Why do I want you so badly?”

“Because I’m amazing.”

He snorted. “Take your clothes off. I want to see all of you.”

“You were fucking salivating over me when I was chopping wood.”

He snorted. “You were showing off. What was I supposed to do?”

“Turn away like the prim and proper man you are.”

“Fuck you.”

He swung at me. I blocked him. He lifted his knee, and I dodged, but it set me off-balance. He shoved at me then, and we both ended up on the floor.

“I thought you wanted to fuck.”

“I do,” he growled.

“But you don’t want to make it easy?”

“No. I want to make itharrrrd.” He thrust against me, letting me know he was just as ready for me as I was for him.

I chuckled at his ridiculousness and used his distraction to roll us, bringing my full weight down on him.

“You want me to work for it?”

He licked his lips as he looked up at me. “Yes. I like watching you work.”

“I can tell.”

“You like it too.”

“Yes, I do. I love knowing you can’t take your eyes off me.”

“No, you like watching me with the horses. You say you can’t sit still, but you stay there for hours.”

“I’m just watching the horses.”

“Bullshit.”

Rhys struggled against my hold, trying to gain the upper hand again. I wasn’t going to let him go, but he arched up slowly, rubbing himself against my dick. The surprise made me loosen my grip.

He slithered out from under me, looking triumphant. How was he that agile now? He’d hardly been able to walk when we were back at the house.

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