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“You’re so fucking beautiful. Damn I’ve missed you,” he rasps, his lips brushing against mine before he drags them down to my jaw and trailing them to my neck.
“It’s been a few hours big boy.”
“A few hours is too long.” He smirks against the sensitive skin on my neck, his lips pursing over my pulse point.
“We’re so wrong for doing this,” I whisper and a spike of fear impales me.
“It’s only wrong if we get caught,” his beautiful green eyes are on mine and my heart stammers in my chest.
“We need to tell them, I don’t want to sneak around anymore,” I say as Riggs’ hands skim down my side, his arms wrapping around my waist as my legs circle his.
“We will, I’m being selfish because I like you being mine and only mine.” His lips press against mine. “But for you, I’m ready to shout it from the rooftops,” he smiles and walks me towards the bathroom and sits me on the edge of the sink unit. He turns, sliding the lock across and testing it just to be safe.
When he is facing me again, I let my eyes sweep over the beautiful man in front of me. Broad, muscular shoulders, his chest dusted with brown hair, his chest and torso toned but not overly defined. Skimming my hazel eyes down, I pull my bottom lip between my teeth slowly at the light trail of hair that disappears into the waist of his boxers. His hard cock evident as it bulges in the pouch of his boxers.
“You turned on Riggs?” I wink as I let my fingers fumble with the tie that sits round my waist. Untying it, I pull it open and I watch as Riggs’ eyes darken and they roam over me and the want is evident. I have never been made to feel as desirable as Riggs makes me feel.
“Fuck,” he groans, stepping towards me his hands pushing my legs wide as he settles between them. “Can you be quiet Aspen?” his hands knead my breast, rolling my nipples between his fingers. “And remember I love you okay?”
I nod in response to both his questions.
“Good, because I am about to fuck you like I hate you.”
My cheeks reddenand I feel flustered at the memory.
“You okay?” Riggs asks as he grabs my attention and I nod, blushing even harder now.
“Just reliving a memory over the weekend,” I say just low enough for him to hear me over the music and I roll my lips to hide my smirk.
“Oh,” is all he says, his sunglasses on as his lips widen into a beautiful smile.
“Hey,” Harlow sits forward, her head popping through the middle of mine and Riggs’ seats.
“Hey,” I tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear and turn in my seat to face her.
“Shall we go for drinks tonight? The mares are all in foal now and my schedule is not as busy over the next couple of weeks. We can go somewhere different if you don’t fancy the Boot?”
“Nah the Boot is fine, it’s familiar isn’t it.” I smile and I see Riggs side eye me.
“It’s a date then,” she falls back into her seat and beams.
“I’ve got Conrad coming later on this afternoon to take care of a few things,” Austin breaks his silence and I hear Riggs grunt.
“Shall we get some drinks in Riggs? Get Pacey and Tripp together and maybe roll down to the bunkhouse?” Austin asks and I see Riggs tighten his grip on his steering wheel before smiling into the rearview mirror.
“Yeah, sounds good.”
“You’re welcome to join us?” I say softly, already dreading heading out without Riggs. I am so needy and I have never been this girl. I have never been clingy but with Riggs, I feel like I am a whole new person.
“It’s okay ba…” Riggs’ eyes widen and as he snaps his head to me then focuses back on the road ahead. “Aspen,” he coughs, clearing his throat and I let out a little giggle.
“Yeah, you have girls night, we can have boys night,” Austin chimes and I settle myself back into my seat as we finish the last leg of our journey.
Pulling into Rivera Ranch, Riggs parks in the car port and Austin and Harlow jump out. Dusk is just setting in and I feel exhausted. She stops by my window as she gives it a gentle tap, “I’ll see you at eight? That work with you?”
“Yeah, I need to wash the road off me. I feel wrecked,” a laugh bubbles out of me and she nods.
“I feel that,” she chimes, “I’ll knock at eight.” Turning, she runs to catch up with Austin who lugs both their bags over his shoulders and I watch as they walk down the fence line towards our house.
