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I swallowed hard, the gravity of the situation sinking in. "I know, Brad. That's why we need to figure out what's going on. I never liked the man when he was helping with the grant. He always wanted me to come to work with him and move to Seattle, where he was from."
Brad briefed me about the discovery of bugs at the Rosedale office. He explained that they had seized the opportunity during the Vandenburg video conference to instill fear in anyone listening. Then Brad concluded by clarifying that Vanderburg had failed to mention that the full truth would be delayed due to the lengthy process of scheduling the witness's deposition and researching want was disclosed. "To put it simply," he said, "we disclosed only the information we wanted the perpetrator to know in hopes it would smoke him or her out."
I reclined into the headrest, my thoughts whirling from the recent news. After that, we found ourselves submerged in a quiet moment, the drone of the airplane's engine pervading the space. A heavy breath escaped me, my heart pounding against my ribs. Feeling my nervousness, Brad gently squeezed my hand, his thumb tracing comforting circles on my skin.
The jet's descent into Cody was swift, and the sight of the city lights twinkling below us filled me with a mixture of nostalgia and elation. I could hardly contain my excitement as the wheels touched down on the runway. A familiar figure was waiting for us when we exited the plane.
"Miss Courtney, Mr. Brad," Jedediah greeted us, his voice as gravelly as ever. He was a sturdy man, his face weathered from years of ranch work. But his eyes held a warmth that had always comforted me.
"Jedediah," I said, embracing him briefly. He laughed heartily, slapping Brad on the back in a friendly greeting. Brad's answering grin was genuine, easing the lingering tension from our flight. "Thank you for responding so quickly when I texted about us coming for the weekend and for buying some groceries for us."
"My pleasure." Jedediah tipped his Stetson.
The drive to the Circle T Ranch was a journey back in time. Moonlight bathed the landscape in a silvery glow, and the stars above were a brilliant tapestry, unhindered by city lights. The air smelled of fresh hay and pine, and the silhouettes of the mountains in the distance were a welcome sight.
The ranch house was as I remembered it—grand and inviting. The warm light spilling from the windows made it look like a beacon in the night. I was home, and Brad was with me. The thought sent a thrill through me.
Once inside, I eagerly showed Brad around. The rustic charm of the ranch was undiminished, from the worn leather couches in the living room to the family photos adorning the walls. I imagined the kitchen still smelled of the apple pies my mother used to bake before her death many years ago.
Finally, we reached my old bedroom. I hesitated at the door, my hand on the knob. It was a room filled with memories. Inviting Brad inside felt more intimate than any shared hotel room or tent during our travels. I glanced at him, his encouraging smile giving me the courage I needed.
My bedroom was bathed in soft moonlight, creating a serene ambiance. The quilt on the bed was a splash of color, and my old books still lined the shelves. Brad stepped in, his gaze taking in the room with interest.
"This is...you," he said softly, turning to look at me. His eyes were warm, his smile tender. The mood shifted subtly, and the air around us charged with anticipation. I knew then that this was the perfect end to our long day—a shared intimacy in the comfort of my old room under the watchful gaze of the Wyoming stars.
I walked over to the window and opened it, letting the night air fill the room. It held a freshness, wild freedom unique to Brad and me, bringing back memories of our Yosemite adventure.
Slowly turning around to face him, I found his shirt was unbuttoned. His hands already sliding his belt out of their loops. His eyes darkened with a desperate need that I felt churning inside me. As he stalked toward me, I braced myself for the inevitable.
"Brad," I whispered.
"Come here, Court. You're so beautiful." Then he scooped me into his arms and threw me over his shoulder. "Is this how they do it on the ranch?"
Giggling, I kicked my feet until my flats came off and squealed, "Brad! Put me down!"
"As you wish." He tossed me onto the bed, and my entire body bounced for his viewing pleasure.
And by the time I got settled onto the mattress, he was naked for me. His muscles were chiseled and strong. Flexing for me and bulging with veins that my tongue wanted to trace.
"Brad, I missed you so…" I whispered. Then, not taking my eyes off him, I started shimmying out of my jeans.
"Allow me to help," Brad growled, freeing me from my denim restraints.
He knelt on the mattress and peppered kisses along my neck, taking notice to pause over my pulse points until I moaned with delight. "Spread those legs wide for me, beautiful, just like you promised you would when you teased me in your texts and video calls."
My panties didn't even come off. All Brad did was move them to the side before diving between my wet pussy lips. And it didn't take long for me to start chanting his name. My eyes screwed themselves shut as I bucked against his face, ravenously chasing my unraveling.
His fingers filled me. His body overtook my own. His growling voice rattled my ribcage and sent me soaring up to the dark-stained wooden rafters of my room.
"Brad, please! I'm so close!" And when his tongue flattened out over my most sensitive spot, I lost myself in a euphoric abyss. "Oh, God, yes. Yes. Oh, holy shit, yes," I gasped.
He raced up my body and crushed our lips together, his hands pawing at my clothes to get them off. We rolled around, casting off my outfit piece by piece until nothing came between us.
I kissed him until my lips were numb. I licked my juices off his lips, enjoying the taste of myself against his light stubble.
And when he slid his cock inside me with one fell swoop, the words fell from my lips like rainwater through a roaring mountain stream. "I've missed you. I've missed you so much, Brad."
Brad pounded into me as my breasts jumped against his chest. He covered my mouth with his own, his tongue invading me as his cock slid against that beautiful sweet spot inside my body.
