“No need to thank me son, you owe your thanks to Tom.” He mutters as I step back from him and look back at the letter that is still clutched between my fingers.
“Yeah, you’re right,” I sniff.
“Now, get some sleep.” He orders, stepping away from me “And tomorrow, I would like you to go down and check on the mares, see what studs have been used so we can get some new horses on the ranch this summer.”
I chuckle. Straight back into work mode.
“Okay dad,” I nod, and his lips waver into a smile before he turns and walks towards the door, pulling it too as he leaves.
I cast my eyes back down at the letter and smile. I fall back into my seat and look at the clear, starry night sky. “Thanks Tom.”
Folding the letter back up, I slip it into its envelope. I stand and walk across the room to open my bedside unit and I place the letter in there for safe keeping tonight. Finally kicking my heavy boots off, I let them fall against the floor. I hang my jacket up in my closet and reach down the back of my shirt, grabbing it and tugging it over my head as I toss it into the wash bin. Tugging my jeans down, I fold them up and place them on the ottoman at the end of the bed. Finally, I fall onto my bed and groan as my muscles feel tense and achy.
Placing my arm behind my head, I stare at my ceiling and my thoughts drift back to Aspen sitting on the edge of the worktop, legs parted and her pretty little pussy on show.
I smirk, my cock instantly hard.
My phone pings and I groan, rolling over and grabbing it from the nightstand. My lips twitch when I see Aspen’s name on the screen.
Tapping it, I wait for the message to open.
Aspen
I’m making a mess.
You left me to sort myself out…
1 attachment.
My lips roll as I lay back down and tap the attachment. It’s her laying on her bed, thighs spread and her fingers teasing down towards her pussy.
“Fuck,” I groan.
I read her message again, my heart drumming, the blood beating in my ears.
Riggs
Well, that’s no good is it princess…
I send it and wait for a moment.
Riggs
Do you know how fucking pretty you looked sitting on the worktop, legs parted… I wanted to devour you Aspen.
I watch as the ticks change colour, showing me she has read it, and within seconds, she is typing.
Aspen
I do know how pretty I looked… what I don’t know is why you walked out on me.
I lick my lips.
Riggs
I had to take care of something, but I am kicking myself right about now.
She replies instantly.