Page 41 of Wild Horses


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Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her close burying my face in her chest. Sink into her soft, pillowy tits. “I’m glad you’re here, city girl.”

She laces her fingers in my hair, behind my head holding me to her. “I’m glad I’m here too.”

We stay like this for several minutes before she asks, “Are you really going into work today?”

“Why? You gonna miss me?”

“Maybe,” she says with a teasing smirk.

Skye squeals happily as I pull her down on the bed and pin her underneath me. “Maybe, huh? Sounds to me like you need to be reminded what you’ll be missing.”

Her throat rumbles as I lap my tongue up her pulse before placing an open-mouthed kiss under the corner of her jaw. Freshly showered, I can still taste the water on her skin, fresh like the air after the rain.

“Fuck me, Theron. Please.” She moans bucking up as I grind my cock against her mound.

It kills me to deny her. I’m so hard and I want to fuck her so badly, but I also want to teach her a lesson. She needs to know there are consequences for being a brat. Teasing me.

“Where are you going?” She chases me to the door. “What are you doing?”

“You gonna miss me now?”

I’m about to throw her down and fuck her anyway when she clenches her thighs and her freckles darken with the intense red filling her cheeks. “Yes.”

“Good. Oh and be a good girl while I’m gone. Don’t you dare make yourself come without me. You got that?”

“I’ll be good. I promise.” She struggles to hide the giddy smile desperate to stretch her lips.

“Good.”

“And you promise you’ll come back?” She asks.

My heart stops. It makes so much sense now. Why she always needs assurance that I’ll come back. Poor, sweet girl has been left alone her whole life.

She feels unwanted. Unappreciated. Unloved.

Well, not anymore.

My Skye is starved for attention and I’m going to give it to her.

“Wild horses, city girl.”

twenty-six

Skye

It’shardtofightthe doubt that has always haunted me while waiting for someone to show up when they said they would. But every day Theron shows up like he promises, and that voice of doubt gets a little smaller. More distant. Easier to ignore.

The more time we spend together, the less I like having to keep my distance from him when other people are around. It’s torture having to stay on this side of the barn with Penny and Maya caring for a sick goat that refuses to take the bottle with his medicine in it. Only being able to watch Theron as he comes and goes doing who knows what kind of farm work.

We catch each other’s eye now and again but not too often to raise suspicion. It’s difficult to limit my attention on him since he took his shirt off though. Which I’m pretty sure he did on purpose, to fuck with me. Because he knows I won’t do anything about it.

Even if I had the guts to fuck with him back, I don’t want to push him to go public. I get why it’s not easy for him. Maya’s probably going to freak out and Boone… Even though he’s not been around a lot, I can’t imagine him being thrilled about it. Not sure how Marta will feel but she’s so laid back, I can’t imagine she’d be against it.

But I have to admit, him keeping us a secret is a bit disheartening. It’s like he has one foot out the door. As long as no one finds out, he’s no worse for wear when he decides he’s done with me.

It’s not fair to think like that about Theron. But it’s hard not to think that way when that’s been every relationship you’ve ever had. It makes you wonder how this one could be any different.

It is. It feels different. Everything Theron has done has been to support and encourage me. That has to count for something. Maybe if I just let him know I was wrong before, when I said I didn’t care if he wanted to keep our relationship a secret, he’ll have no problem letting our secret out.

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