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With a sound like a siren, Ricki shuddered, her hips thrashing against me as she came, and there was absolutely nothing I could do to stop myself from following her.
My muscles locking tight, I grit my teeth again, grunting out a curse as my orgasm crashed through me, the feeling like nothing I’d ever experienced before.
And I hadn’t even made it inside her yet.
Collapsing against me, Ricki shuddered, her breaths coming out as hard and harsh as my own as we lay there in the hayloft, fully clothed and yet, both of us still covered in come.
Ricki continued to shiver, and I brought my arms up to hold her tight, trying to cover as much of her body with my own as possible. Rolling to the side, I nestled her into the hay, pausing when Ricki started to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
“This,” Ricki said, reaching to pluck a piece of hay from out of my hair. “There’s just hay all over you.” She tossed the one from my hair aside and pulled another clump off of my shirt.
“Well, you aren’t exactly hay free, either, you know?” I tugged a few sprigs from her own hair, these much more tangled than mine had been due to the length of Ricki’s hair.
“Oh man!” she said, laughing even harder, raking both hands through her hair and tugging at the knots. “This isn’t quite as sexy as they make it look on TV, is it?”
“Exactly what TV show did you watch that has you so disappointed with this situation?”
Ricki shrugged, an impish smile on her face.
“The Vampire Diaries.”
“The what now? Vampires?”
“I mean, you’re no Damon Salvatore, but I think we did alright.”
“The bite mark on your neck says we did better than alright, woman.”
She smiled, her features soft with post-orgasmic bliss, and I realized with very little surprise that I was already thinking about when we could do this again.
Not with the hay, I mean.
But the fun, sexy fucking with a gorgeous woman who kept me on my toes?
Yes, fucking please.
“Oh, holy fuck!” Ricki suddenly gasped, struggling to sit up when I was slow to release her.
“What?”
“I just realized we have to sit and have a drink with your family, and I probably smell like a brothel.”
I barked out a laugh.
“I swear to fuck, Ricki. I just never know what’s gonna come outta your mouth.”
Something passed over her face, a look I couldn’t place, but it was gone in a heartbeat, her cheeky smile back in place.
“I mean, a high-class brothel, but still.”
“You’ll be fine, Ricki. But if you’re worried, I’ll take you to clean up before they start in with the twenty questions.”
“That’s probably a spectacular idea. Let’s get a move on, then.”
We stood, and Ricki started to make her way back through the rows of bales toward the ladder, but I caught her around the waist, pulling her against me once again, and cupping her face. For a second, I just looked at her, running my thumbs lightly over her still flushed cheeks before leaning down and pressing my lips to hers in a soft kiss.
Ricki groaned softly, leaning toward me almost unconsciously, and I smiled against her lips. Deepening the kiss, I took my time, letting myself explore all the places I had been dying to taste, but so far hadn’t had the time.
