Page 48 of Wild Horses


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I want to tell Skye exactly how I feel. I want to tell her that she’s all I care about now. Losing the farm doesn’t scare me anymore because I still have her.

The words are on my tongue but the fear of her thinking I’m holding on too tight, the worry she’ll think that I won’t be able to let her go if Mina accepts her submission, stop me. The last thing I want is to tell Skye I love her just to lose her.

Instead of speaking the words out loud, I hide them in the kiss I whisper on her lips.

I’d be content to kiss her all night but when she asks for more, parting her lips to let me in, I can’t deny her.

A deep, lusty moan rumbles at the back of her throat. If my dick wasn’t already rock hard, it would be now, wanting so badly to fuck her pretty, pouty-lipped mouth.

“I don’t suppose you have a blanket in that magic bag of yours,” Skye says when I move my lips from hers to kiss down her neck.

“Not in my bag but I have a couple stuffed behind the seat. Why?” I can guess but I want her to ask for it. Beg for it even. That’s why I keep my hands from wandering where they desperately want to go.

“It’s so nice outside. I thought we could… Back there.” She gestures out the back window at the truck bed.

“We could what?”

She bites her lip, swollen from our kiss and all I want to do is kiss her again. Lay her down right here and make her come with my name on those sweet, swollen lips. “Say it, city girl. What could we do back there? Under the stars? For God and all the world to see?”

“Anything we want,” she says. The sparkle in her eye tells me she knows that’s not the answer I’m looking for.

“And what do you want?”

The answer I want changes the second the sparkle in her eye disappears as her eyes gloss over with tears, and all she says is, “You.”

“You have me, city girl,” I tell her cupping her face in my hands before I kiss her again. Even more gently than before.

After a moment, I press my forehead to hers tilting my chin just far enough from her lips to promise her, “You’ve always had me. And you always will.”

thirty

Skye

It’saslowprocessmoving from the cab to the bed of the truck. Neither of us wants to be the one to stop kissing or touching to grab the blankets and lay them out. But eventually, we make it. Naked and tangled under the twinkling stars, for God and all the world to see. Our clothes strewn along the ground like bread crumbs from one end of the truck to the other.

Theron presses a slow, sweet kiss on my lips as his cock moves just as slow and sweet inside of me. The starry sky is a beautiful backdrop to his muscular body above me.

I’m so going to paint this later. But only for me. Only for us.

It will be the perfect thing to take with me if I have to leave. To remember him. Not that I will ever forget Theron Everts. My time with him has been nothing short of magical. I hate having to think that it could end. That I might have to choose between two dreams. Him and my art.

“City girl? What’s wrong?” Theron asks stilling his movements and cupping my face in one of his big, work-worn hands.

“Nothing. Just thinking about how happy I am right now. Right here. With you.” I offer him a smile before guiding him to roll his back onto the blanket.

Theron gladly hands the control over to me as I straddle his hips and sink onto his lap. Moaning at the pleasurable stretch of my pussy around his thick cock.

Theron’s hands grip my ass as I ride him.

I have things to think about, decisions to make but not right now. Right now, I’m going to enjoy this. Him.

“Theron,” I pant as my core thrums. His cock hitting the bundle of nerves in my channel just right.

“That’s it, city girl.”

His grip on my hips is firm, helping me keep my pace as my body wants to fold getting weak from the constant tension of chasing its freedom.

“You’re so close. You can do it. Use me. Use my cock to make yourself come,” he says even though he’s doing most of the work grinding my center on his cock, keeping the angle just right while I dig my nails into his chest.

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