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CHAPTER SEVEN
I woke with the perfect girl in my arms who slept soundly on the sofa curled against me. My heart ached and my cock throbbed, but I could only figure out how to work on one of those. Tipping her chin up I kissed her gently ‘til she roused, curling her hands in my hair and pulling me down to her with a sigh.
She tasted of sweet dreams, and spring mornings on the wrong turn of the year in a way that explained her to perfection. Her warmth sank into me and though I didn’t want to move before the ass crack of dawn, I also wanted to greet the day–and her–by burying myself deep inside her.
Pushing my knee between hers, I made enough room to find her opening. Her fingers flexed on my neck as I pushed into her, one hand pressed to her stomach and pulling her flush to me. Then she softened in that way of hers, winding her body tight to mine and pushing back.
“Stay still, Sienna. This is just for you.”
“Liar,” she murmured sweetly against my mouth.
I began to move, rocking against her gently, driving a little deeper with each thrust until her nails dug into my neck and her back arched. I dipped my fingers between her legs, rubbing her clit in slow circles to match my movements. As the sun rose, she came on me again, and I filled her to the brim, my hand still pressed to her stomach to keep myself buried as deep inside her as I could.
She sighed her contentment, her walls fluttering gently in a series of aftershocks that spiked pleasure along my spine in a torturous ripple. Our lips melded, we lay together, kissing and touching without words until the shafts of light filtering through the dusty windows and the sounds of her father moving about in his room roused us.
Sienna kissed me again, nipping my bottom lip and fixed her dress, dancing off to the kitchen to make breakfast while I tried to stand on liquid legs that refused to hold my weight.
Fuck me if it wasn’t going to be the hardest damn thing to walk away from this girl and not come back. But I’d savor the last hours we had together while they lasted.
Sated in too many ways to count an hour later, and sweaty from cleaning every window and mirror in the place I could reach, I caught her hand and pulled her to my body. She was as covered in suds as me, and her cream and pale blue blouse clung to her body just right over her jeans.
“How many more of those creams have you got? I’ll sell everything for you,” I offered softly, breaking my promise to myself not to come back in an instant. “I can, uh, leave money with Travis at Red Hart.”
Her eyes narrowed and she folded her arms, watching me with a stony kind of silence that went well beyond unnerving.
“Shit.” I breathed out hard and sluiced a hand through my hair. “I don’t think I’m good for you, wild child.”
“How about I decide that?” she whispered in her raspy voice, its hard undertone mirroring her stance and expression.
“How about you listen to me, Sienna.” I wound her curls around my fingers and pulled her in close enough that we shared the same breath. “I’m too old for you. No, listen–” I snapped when she grimaced, then shook my head. “Listen to me. I have no home. I have no place in the world. Nothing to offer you. Ican’t take you on the road forever. I sleep under the stars, and some weeks I barely have enough cash to eat.”
That last part was an outright lie. Sure, some weeks Imadebarely enough to eat, but that was discounting the six figures in my bank account I never touched and deposited into once a month. The idea of having a home was abhorrent to me. I couldn’t spend money on myself if I tried. But on her.... that was a different matter. But still, I wasn’t staying home to raise cows, or even damn badgers.
“I have a home,” she snapped back, her eyes flashing.
I breathed out sharply. “Fuck, you’re beautiful like that.” I caught the back of her neck in my palm before she could argue, and slammed my mouth over hers, stopping only when she sighed and giggled against my lips when I tickled her ribs.
“Stop.” She swatted at me, turning in my arms to stare out the mountain behind the house. “I have a place, Kyle. And so do you. With me.”
The simplicity of her worldview blew me away.
I raked my fingers along the back of my neck. “I know nothing about running a ranch.” I supposed Trav could give me a run down, or Jude maybe. “And your father would have to agree.”
“He will.”
Again, that confidence.
I shook my head. “The world isn’t so simple, wild child.”
“Sure it is.”
I sighed, gathering her into my arms. “I was gonna leave.”
“I know.”
“And not come back.”
“You would have.” She turned in my arms. “I have creams.”
