by Gigi Thorne
“Asshole,” she mutters but continues where she left off. “I think maybe you can accept some campers, too. Your ranch is huge, a special place for tents and campers would be a great mix for the people who want some nature adventure, you know?”
I nuzzle into her neck. “I like this. It sounds like the ranch will be at its full potential if we use every chance we have here.”
Tangling her hand in my hair, she turns to me with a big grin.
“Yes! And I think maybe you can even organize some rodeo shows? I mean, the guys I saw days ago know how to do it, right? They can do it for the show. Think of it like the shows in big hotels.”
He nods. “Yes. That can be arranged.”
“And the good thing is, I don’t think you need to spend so much money to make all that. Everything you need is already here, you have them.”
Turning her on my lap, I slowly place her on my dick. “Yes. What I need,” I groan and take the distraction to another level while we rock against each other to chase a slow but strong bliss.
14
Aubrey
After a night filled with pleasure, I woke up bubbly this morning. Even though I'm sore in the best way possible, I feel relaxed and energetic. Something I haven't been for a long time with all the stress I put on myself for the sake of success and work.
We had a lazy morning that started with sleepy sex and finished with shower sex. But after breakfast, it was time to do business. We've been walking around the ranch for hours, discussing the design, the materials I'm thinking of using, and every little detail I need to finalize all my drawings before I get in touch with my construction team.
By the time we’re done, it's already past lunchtime.
As I've always been doing since Ares’ birth, we head for the barn to check in on him and Lily. They're both strong and looking happy in their stall.
Rhett gets them out of their stall at the stables where they can get some fresh air, and I can groom them. With my obvious affection for the mom and baby boy, Rhett lets me take care of them. As I spend time with them, I'm out of my element, but also the calmest and most content I've ever been.
When I'm done brushing both of them, I see Rhett comes with Rage.
“Do you wanna learn how to ride, Princess?” he asks coming close to me.
“I think this morning we established I know how to ride a beast, Cowboy,” I fire back.
He pulls me close with his arm around my waist and his hand on my ass.
“I'm actually honored you think I'm compatible with a horse, Princess,” he says, and my eyes meet with the horses… I blush. With a chuckle, he adds, “But let's see how well you'll do with Rage.”
Biting my lip, I look at Rage with nervous excitement and I nod.
With Rhett’s help, I mount the horse and sit on the saddle. I feel so unbalanced and tense.
“Relax. I’m holding him. You won’t fall,” Rhett assures me, placing his hand on my thigh to calm me.
Taking a deep breath, I nod again.
“Get comfortable. Do you need help?”
I shake my head. I’m too nervous to form words. With slow movements, I finally find a position that I feels comfortable, but my feet don’t even reach the stirrups.
“Straighten your back. Don’t slouch,” Rhett orders and set the stirrups to where I can reach them. After placing and angling my feet into the stirrups in a certain way, he studies my posture. “Keep your heels like that. Let your weight fall there, but don’t press down.”
I try to do what he instructs when he nods in approval, he grabs the reins and hands them to me.
“Take them. Don’t hold too tight or too loose. Keep your fists relax. Yes. Like that.”
Taking a step back, he looks at my posture once more.
“Relax your shoulders back a little. Don’t tense up, darlin’. Rage likes you, he won’t let anything happens to you. Neither will I.”
I meet his gaze and find something warm and intense there. Something I don’t want to acknowledge. Giving him a soft smile, I look away.
“Keep breathing. That’ll keep you calm. Are you ready?”
Looking in front of me, I nod once more. Rhett comes and caresses Rage’s neck. With a soft tap, the horse starts to walk slowly. Rhett doesn’t take his hand away from Rage’s neck, and I realize the horse matches his steps to his owner.
As we walk around the arena like that, my fear starts to leave, and excitement fills its place.
Rhett looks up at me. “How are you doing there?”
Beaming, I say, “I like this.”
He smiles before turning his head away. We take four laps before we come to a stop.
“Is it enough?” Rhett asks.
“Yes,” I say, thinking he’ll help me down.
Instead, he says, “Good. Slide a little front. Make room for me.”
“What?” I shriek, shaking my head in panic. “How will he carry us both?”
Sliding me on the saddle easily, he chuckles. “Rage’s an Arab. He can carry much more. But the thing is, you’re really not heavier than a kid.”
I try to turn my head and glare at him while he easily jumps behind me. “I didn’t hear you complain about it.”
Does he think I’m too skinny? Too short?
Wrapping his arms around me, he takes the reins from my hands, and peppers kisses to the length of my neck.
“I have no complaint about how you look,” he murmurs. With one arm, he presses me against him a little harder before adding, “how you feel.” I gasp when he sucks my neck. “Or how you taste, Princess.”
God, this man.
After he gets comfortable behind me, he motions Rage to start walking. Placing a kiss on my neck, he asks. “Are you comfortable?”
I wouldn’t call it comfortable. After the exciting fear of riding a horse for the first time, my body is amped up. As an addition to that, his hard body is behind me, and the saddle presses right between my legs, I feel strangely… aroused.
Someone opens a door in the arena I didn’t know was there, and we get away from the ranch with every step Rage takes.
“Where are we going?”
“I’m kidnapping you,” he growls and my walls clench. I don’t know if his voice is the reason or the idea of being kidnapped by him, but I know Rhett Cooper has a way to bring out the wildest me. And I like that. I like discovering this side of me, so different from the Ivy Tower girl I was in New York City. I’m just worried, I’ll like it too much to leave when it’s time.
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Our view changes from acres wide ranch to the ancient forest as we move. When the trees get tighter, we get off of Rage. With each step into the woods, the fresh scent of nature I’ve only met here rises up and permeates our senses. Under the hood of thick and old trees, were playing peek a boo with the Sun’s rays. With Rhett leading Rage and helping me hop over the branches, all I hear is the crackling sound under our feet and the birds chirping somewhere deep in the woods.
I don’t talk, afraid of bothering the creatures around me, like I’m trespassing the property of animals living here. All I do is enjoying the opulence and tranquility.
When the trees thin out, a secluded heaven greets us. The soft music of water from the small waterfall is the focus of the scenery. The trees surround the little creek like they’re trying to hide this beauty from people. A small open place is perfect for adventurous campers.
When I feel Rhett’s arms around my waist, I finally take my eyes away from nature’s best version to the image in front of me.
“Do you feel like swimming?” he asks.
Turning in his arms, I push my hands under his t-shirt. The sexy smirk finds its way to his handsome face as I try to pull it over his head. But damn, he’s too fucking tall I could only push it to his shoulders. Thankfully, he continues the task the rest of the way.
I was just planning on taking his clothes off, I really did, but the moment I see his sculpted chest, I can’t resist putting my mouth on his
skin. Peppering his chest with kisses, the hair tickles my cheeks as I make my way down.
“Aubrey,” he moans my name like a prayer when I kneel in front of him and start unbuttoning his jeans.
With the strangely arousing ride here, I’m already shaking with need for him. And I moan when I palm his cock.
“God. Take your t-shirt off,” he groans above me, thrusting his hips to my hand.
I take off my t-shirt, and with the heat of the moment, I pull off my shorts as well.
“Fuck. Were you walking around without panties all damn day?” he growls and pulls me to his body before I can kneel again. His hand finds its way between my legs. “Could I easily touch this pussy all day? You little tease,” he murmurs against my lips as he kisses me while rubbing between my slick folds.
I pump him in my fist while he easily brings me to the brink of a release.
“I want you in my mouth,” I blurt out, causing him to groan.
Holding me at an arm's length, he looks me up and down and bites his lip like he’s trying to decide what to do with me.
He lifts his forefinger at me and places his shirt on the floor covered with grass. To my surprise, he lays down, putting his head on the shirt even though his naked body spreads over the grass.
“Get on my face,” he orders with a husky voice. His eyes blazing with hunger as he looks at me.
I finally understand why he sets the shirt down. He’s trying to protect my knees from the surface even though it’s soft enough. Something warm grows inside my chest, but the lust is so much more urgent than the need to name that feeling.
Biting my lip, I kneel above her head. The warmth of his breath tickling the most sensitive part of me. He doesn’t waste time before licking me from my entry to my clit. Giving myself a few seconds to enjoy his talented tongue and mouth, I lean down and put wet kisses to his impressive length. He moans, sending another set of pleasure filled vibration to my body before sucking my folds even hungrier. I keep teasing and wetting his cock with my tongue and mouth before finally taking the head of his dick into my mouth. His taste permeates my senses. The musky scent of male mixed with nature. It’s a heady perfume as I bob my head on him, trying to take as much of him as possible, but this part of his body isn’t an exception to his size.
With every swipe of his tongue and every suction on my pussy, he brings me even closer to my orgasm. I suck him harder, deeper, trying to get him to lose control.
My legs shake as his cock twitches in my mouth. I reach down to play with his balls and smile when he growls into my pussy. His hold on my hips gets tighter as he presses me onto his mouth harder.
I moan around his cock, bob my head faster. Chasing my own pleasure, I buck my hips against his wickedly talented lips, desperate for the release my body gears up to.
When my orgasm rocks my body, I cry out around his cock and try to focus on not biting him. I feel the tension in his body as he thrusts up into my mouth from beneath me. With a throaty moan, he fills my mouth with his own release.
Swallowing the spurts of his cum, I lick him clean and place a kiss at the sensitive slit on his head before letting him turn me over his body to catch our breaths.
“Have you ever skinny dipped, Princess?” Rhett asks after a long but peaceful silence.
Lifting my head, I bite his bottom lip before answering, “No. I didn’t really have a chance to do that in the city.”
“Let’s change that,” he says, helping me to my feet.
I wrap my legs around him when he lifts me.
“You’re a bad influence,” I tease him. “Are you trying to convince me the city is boring?”
He kisses me slowly while we get in the water.
“Is it working?”
His voice is teasing even though the look he gives me is anything but. Instead of answering his question, I kiss him, because I can’t answer that. I can’t tell him how the idea of leaving this place and him behind already hurts me. How my life in the city seems so boring after a few days here. How my house will feel empty without him in it.
I can’t tell him these things. I shouldn’t even be thinking about these things after only two weeks spent here. I know I can’t control some things, and no matter what my brain says, my heart doesn’t want to lose what it’s found here.
15
Rhett
Time is a fucking bitch.
Before Aubrey, each day felt like a month on this ranch. Every place I looked, I saw my parents and those memories pained me knowing they’ll never be here again. After Aubrey, when I look at the same places, I see her. In this ranch, now I have my own memories with a woman who makes me crazy like no other. Two months have already passed by since she first stepped into this place with her high heels and sexy business woman outfit.
Now, as I watch her from afar, the woman I see is different. She’s still ridiculously sexy my mind short circuits every time I look at her, but now, her skin is sun-kissed. Her hair has lighter shades that look like little flames. Her eyes are brighter. Her cheeks have the lively color of pink, and she’s rocking the sexy cowgirl look in her petite body. The woman who used to scream when she saw a moth is now screaming for pleasure under me or on top of me every night and every morning. The woman who used to be afraid of nature is now eager to take care of the horses and is having fun while doing it.
No matter how different she is and how happy she looks here, with me, I know a part of her would be missing if I try to convince her to stay here.
So, I keep watching from afar while she gives instructions to the construction team that works with her, even though I want to lift her into my arms and hide her from the world.
It’s been a month since her team conquered my ranch. They work in an incredible pace and utmost focus. In every part of the place, there's a different kind of work going on, and Aubrey is everywhere. She's exceptional as she works. Seeing her first-hand shows me what she doesn't tell me: Her work is her first love.
She knows what she wants, and she doesn't settle for less. She holds her ground and makes sure everything looks its best. She's careful about even the smallest detail. After seeing her in her own element, I know she belongs to the city where limitless options are under her hands, where it can offer her many opportunities, even though she looks like she belongs here with me. I know that's just my wishful thinking. Still, that doesn't stop me from walking toward her.
I soak in her beauty. When she leans down to grab her pen that falls to the floor my eyes focus on her ass and stays there.
“Looking good, isn't it?” she beams at me when she sees me.
“Yes. Amazing,” I murmur.
She giggles. “I'm not talking about my ass, Cowboy. This place.”
Reluctantly, I take my eyes away from her to look at the restaurant/bar area she designed. She used raw wood everywhere but somehow made it look modern with glass and steel threw here and there. It's both cozy and elegant. I can already see this is somewhere people would like to spend time to have a drink or eat special burgers we'll put on the menu.
Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pull her to my body and nuzzle into her neck.
“You did an amazing job,” I murmur.
When she turns to face me, her face blooms with a huge smile. I feel the need to keep that smile on her face… forever. It's such an intense need it causes an ache in my chest. That's when I know I’ve fallen for this woman.
“My team is packing up and leaving tonight,” she whispers, pulling me down to her so she can kiss me.
I try to swallow the lump in my throat, dreading the question I asked when our lips part.
“You?” I finally breathe out against her lips.
“My flight is in the morning.” Her voice shakes and a sliver of hope blossoms inside me, thinking maybe she's as far gone in love as I am for her.
I nod and lift her in my arms bridal style.
“Rhett?!” she half-giggle half-shrieks as I walk into the main house with determined steps.
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“You like kidnapping me,” she purrs, biting my earlobe.
I smirk. “I'm not sure who enjoys it more.”
I have just hours left with her. And I'm not fucking wasting it around people. I'll make every second of that time count. I'll be sure she'll feel me everywhere when she arrives at her beloved damn city.
16
Aubrey
Rhett is sleeping next to me. His handsome face is tense even in slumber. His arms tighten around me, his hands more possessive on my ass.
I know how he feels because I feel the same way. When I look into his eyes, his emotions reflect to me just like I'm sure he sees the same in me.
Since he locked us into this room yesterday, we didn't come out. He gave me orgasms after orgasms like a man on a mission. Like he was trying to put a claim on me and trying to prove a point.
The thing is… my body agreed to his point, my mind is the problem.
I grew up in a family where success and work came before everything. Now, even though my heart wants to stay in this bubble we created here, far from where my life is, I can't convince my mind to do it.
My body is tired after the workout he made me do, but my mind is even more so. With the turmoil of emotions, I’m exhausted. Drained.
My alarm rings behind me. The classic piano notes of my ringtone now sound like an emergency siren, sending fear and panic into my heart even though I don’t waste time to shut it off.
Rhett grunts, pulling me closer to his body. Tears threaten to well up in my eyes when he puts his head into the crook of my neck and hugs me tightly while peppering my skin with kisses.
“You have to leave,” he murmurs against my skin. His voice is muffled.
I nod.
Turning us over, he hovers above me. Our gazes lock with the intense look on them. As he slowly pushes himself into me, our eyes do the talk our mouths fail to do. I reach out to touch his face, to caress his temple, his cheek, and his jaw. The pleasure comes quick to both of us, but this time it’s not the pleasure we sought, it’s the connection that somehow will tie us together.