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"Oh, I'm sure I'm worth the wait," I reply, breathless, heart racing.
He chuckles. "I'm sure you are, sweet thing."
I blush. There's just something about this guy's twang that's really getting me going. "So what's this surprise?"
Clark grins and tips his hat back. "You ever ridden a horse before, city girl?"
My pulse kicks up a notch. "A horse?"
"More specifically,thathorse," he says, nodding toward the fence where a chocolate brown horse is currently munching on the grass.
"Oh, he's?—"
"She," Clark corrects.
"She'sbeautiful. I've always wanted to ride a horse, but honestly, I've never even been around one."
Clark's grin widens. "You're in for a treat, then. Come on, city. You're gonna love it."
CLARK
"Ready for that adventure?" I ask Mariah as I untie the chestnut mare named Nutmeg from the fence. Nutmeg lets out a huff and Mariah eyes her warily.
"Are we both riding her?"
"Sure are. Ol' Meg here is nice and sturdy. She can handle two."
"How very convenient." Mariah smirks. "Guess we'll be seated all nice and cozy together."
I grin. "I'm just playin' by your rules, darlin'. If you'd wanted to get to know me as a person, I'd have brought a second horse. But since you're only interested in me for my body..." I shoot her a wink and she laughs, then I swing up into the saddle and extend a hand down to Mariah. She takes it and I easily hoist her up in front of me.
"Oof, that didn't feel half as graceful as you made it look." She laughs, pushing her hair back from her face as she settles against my chest. My arms come around her waist to grip the reins.
"You just hold on nice and tight with those thighs and leave the rest to me," I instruct. With a click of my tongue, we set off down the trail.
Having Mariah so close, her back pressed to my chest and her curvy rear nestled right against my crotch, is mighty distracting. I try to focus on navigating Nutmeg along the path instead of how good Mariah's soft tush feels against my semi-erect cock.
"This is nice," Mariah says, relaxing into me.Uh, make that a fully erect cock.I shift back slightly to hide the evidence, refocusing on the trail ahead. "I'm so used to always being 'on', staring at my phone and rushing from this to that. But this...this is the life. It's the perfect pace to just relax and take in the beautiful scenery, forget that there's a big world rushing about out there."
"Sure is a nice place to exist," I reply, but I'm too busy watching the way the sunlight plays over her vibrant hair to pay the landscape any mind.
We make idle chatter as we amble along. Mariah asks general questions about ranch life and I point out highlights of the countryside. Each time she shifts against me, need courses through my veins. I have to resist the urge to graze my lips across her bare shoulder and wrap my arm around her waist so I can grind against her and lose myself on those soft curves.
When Nutmeg comes to a natural pause by a gurgling stream, Mariah twists to look back at me. "I think Nutmeg wants to stop."
"Well then, I guess we should give the old girl what she wants," I say, helping her to dismount.
As Mariah plants her feet on the ground, she glances around, taking in the serene beauty of the stream dancing with sunlight, its gentle murmurs echo in the air.
"I don't blame Nutmeg for wanting to rest and enjoy this. It's so tranquil," Mariah says, leaning down to kick off her boots before shucking her socks and treading carefully to the water's edge. I find myself spellbound by the way she hums withpleasure when the cool water laps at her toes.Did I mention how hard I am for this woman?
Watching Mariah in the dappled sun, her bare feet dipping into the water, a rush of desire hits me all over as she curls her toes in pleasure and moans. My body hungers for her.
She glances back at me with a flirtatious grin. "This feels amazing," she says, and I'm not sure if she's doing it on purpose or if she's oblivious to my level of arousal.
I swallow hard then dismount Nutmeg, leading her to the water so she can drink, then joining Mariah a few feet away. Nutmeg isn't the kind of horse to wander, so I discard my boots and socks, then step into the water next to my girl.
"Now,thisis something you could never do in the city," she says, smiling up at me. Standing beside her, our bodies not quite touching, I take a moment to admire her. My gaze travels down from the top of her fiery hair to those pretty little feet with pink toenails. The sight is pure temptation and I am powerless against it.
