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She waves us over to the table. “Sit, sit. Would you like some tea? Or how about something to eat? I can whip something up really quick for you two.”
Abigail smiles at Bernie as she makes herself busy pouring sweet tea into two glasses before we’ve had a chance to accept.
“No thanks, Bernie. We ate before we came.”
Not being able to help myself, I give Abigail a suggestive smirk, remembering what I ate in the shower this morning. She squints her eyes, knowing exactly where my thoughts went, but I see the way she’s fighting a smile and the pink blush creeping up her neck.
“Julia, I need you to take the pie and casserole to Mrs. Crawford. Her arthritis has been acting up, and she’s having a hard time getting around,” Bernie tells an annoyed Julia.
“Can’t one of the boys do it? She’ll have me doing at least twenty-seven other things for her while I’m there, and I want to spend time with Abigail.”
“I surely hope when you’re her age and need someone to help with things around your house because all your children are grown and live far away, you’ll have a sweet young girl who would be more than happy to help her elders bring you supper and do a few things to help make your life easier.” The look Bernie gives Julia leaves no room for argument. Another woman who knows how to put someone in their place. I can see where Abigail picked up at least part of her outspokenness.
“Yes, ma’am,” Julia concedes. “You remember how to get to the stables and saddle up a horse?” she asks Abigail.
Abigail just laughs. “Like I’ve been doing it my whole life, which I pretty much have.”
Julia nods her head and watches Bernie pack up the food. “Okay, why don’t you take Jackson for a ride, and I’ll meet up with you when I get back.”
“Sounds good.” Abigail turns to me. “Feel like showing me your skills on a horse, Prince?”
The challenge in her voice has me sitting up a little straighter. “I’m sure I can teach you a thing or two.”
She harrumphs in my direction as Julia and Bernie chuckle. “We’ll see.”
Watching Abigail handle the large beast she’s sitting on is what dreams are made of. Very naughty, X-rated dreams. I’ve never watched a woman ride a horse and think I want to tear her off the animal and then tear off her pants, but damn, she’s hotter than hell riding around with her perfect ass lifting and sitting in time with the canter. Her beaming smile as we ride through the property is magic. She is just as at home on a horse, wearing tight jeans and boots as she is in designer dresses and those fuck-me heels she’s so fond of.
And let me tell you something else, riding with a hard-on is one of the most painful experiences of my life.
We come to a shaded patch of land, and Abigail asks if I want to take a rest. I don’t necessarily need one, but my dick certainly does. We tie the horses to a fallen branch and let them munch on some grass as Abigail and I stretch our limbs. The smile on my face as I watch her stretch her arms up, putting her breasts on full display, is filled with lust and promises of what I plan to do to her as soon as I can.
“What?” she asks, looking over at me.
“You’re beautiful.” The words don’t convey everything I’m feeling at the moment, but I’m not sure how to communicate them to her. I decide I’ll let my body do the talking.
I walk over to Abigail as she looks on with a curious gaze. Grabbing her face in my hands, a gasp escapes her lips as I crash my mouth to hers. I devour her moans as my tongue dances with hers and she moves her hands under my shirt, scoring her nails up and down my heated skin.
She breaks the kiss to allow both of us to catch our breath. “So, riding gets you hot. I’ll have to file that away for future use.”
“Youget me hot. But seeing you on that horse? Damn, Red. That shit has me ready to throw us down on the ground and make you sit on my face.”
She chuckles at my confession, but when I grind my hard-on against her stomach, her laughter fades, and only pure desire is left in her eyes.
I walk her back against the tree and turn her around so she’s facing the trunk.
“Bend over and put your hands on the tree,” I command.
She has an excited glint in her eye.
“What if someone rides this way?” Biting her lip, she looks around us like she’s trying to see if anyone is coming.
“I won’t let anyone see you. Your body is for my eyes only,” I assure her. “But, woman, I need my mouth on you. Now.”
She does as I ask, and I waste no time unbuttoning the fly on her jeans and yanking them down her thighs.
Rubbing her ass with gentle circles, I ask, “Sore?”
She shakes her head while she hums in pleasure at my touch. I give her ass a smack and rub it to ease the sting. I’ve never been rough at all with Abigail, but I figured since we’re learning new things about each other, I’d try it out. The moan she gives me says she likes it, so I quickly deliver three more slaps and then rub the spot again.
