Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 90164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“I’ll throw it away,” she whispers, then moans again when I pay the same attention to the other nipple. “Holy shit, you’re good at that, too.”
“How much do you love these leggings?”
“Don’t care about them right now.”
I grin against her skin and then rip the leggings at her crotch, giving me access to her. She’s not wearing panties, and my fingers slide through her already slick center.
She moves her hips, urging me to touch her more, to push my fingers inside of her, and so, I do. Just one at first, and then another, watching her gorgeous face as I work her up to orgasm. Her muscles clench around my fingers, and her cheeks darken. Her pretty plump lips part, and I press the pad of my thumb against her clit to send her over the edge.
“Fuck!” she cries as she shivers, and I lay her back on the couch and tug my jeans past my hips, pulling the condom out of the back pocket in the process. To my surprise, she plucks the condom out of my hand, rips it open, and rolls it down my shaft herself, watching me with green eyes filled with pure, unadulterated lust.
I brace myself over her, push one of her legs up, my hand in the crook of her knee, and then bury myself inside her.
She gasps.
I groan.
I can’t take my eyes off where we’re joined, watching as I push in and out, my cock slick from her, her pussy red and just a little swollen. She reaches for me, and I lean in to kiss her, completely lost in her. She tastes like peppermint and makes the sexiest little noises as I move, and before long, we’re both losing ourselves, falling over into oblivion.
“You’re not nearly as pissy as you were a couple of weeks ago.”
I glance over at my brother as we ride our horses through the pasture, headed toward the higher elevations, to see if it’s dry enough to move the cattle up next week.
“Is that a compliment?”
“Hell yeah, it is,” Brady says with a laugh. “You’re almost jovial. I think you cracked a joke back there at the barn with Lucky.”
“I do have a sense of humor.”
“Not for a while, you haven’t.” I ignore that, and he continues. “I’m happy to see it. Maybe you had some seasonal depression or something through the winter. The weather’s been better lately.”
“I’m hoping it’s dry enough up here for us to move the cattle next week.”
“It should be. Like I said, it’s warming up. We haven’t had any rain to speak of for a little while now. Might be a hot summer.”
“What, are you a weatherman now?”
“I’m just making conversation. So, talk to me. What’s been going on to lighten you up?”
Just a couple of days ago, Erin asked me if I have someone in my life that I can really talk to, someone who gets me. Brady is that person for me, so I let out a sigh and tell him everything he needs to know about Erin.
“I like her,” he says when I’ve finished. “And you can tell that the kids just love her. I think it’s great.”
“She’s more than a decade younger than me.”
“But she’s not a kid,” he reminds me. “Is that the only thing that worries you?”
“It’s the biggest thing. If it was Holly, I’d kick my ass.”
“If it was Holly, we’d all kick your ass,” he says. “But it’s not Holly. She likes it out here, on the ranch.”
“What does that have to do with anything?” I scowl over at him, but Brady just smiles back at me.
“Not everyone can deal with ranch life, man. You and I both know that. It’s hard.”
“I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that I’ve been sleeping with her for about six minutes, not preparing to take her as a bride.”
Brady snorts and then laughs outright. “Yeah, well, it’s good to know that she could hack it. Because you’ll never live anywhere else.”
No. I’ll never live anywhere else. The ranch is my home, and it’s my responsibility. One I knew that I’d take on from the time I was Johnny’s age. It’s an honor to me.
So, while I won’t admit out loud that Brady’s right, I wouldn’t have anything to do with a woman who couldn’t handle living at the ranch, I’m also not willing to admit that I’ve thought of anything long-term with Erin.
Even if I have thought of it. Because it’s too soon.
“I like her,” he says again.
“I do, too.”
“I like that she seems to lift your whole vibe. That’s saying something.”
I glance his way, and Brady just grins. He’s the most laid-back guy I know.
“Whoa,” Brady says, looking at something on the ground. “I thought you said that no one’s been out this way since late last fall.”