by Kym Grosso
“I had Norm bring you something to wear. It’s in the bedroom.”
“Okay,” she said slowly, curious that he’d called his male secretary to buy her clothes and within hours they had been delivered. She couldn’t even imagine what it must be like to be Garrett Emerson, the world at his fingertips within seconds. “I don’t have shoes, though. Where are we going?”
“Selby, Selby, Selby.” He took her hand in his and stood, bringing her with him. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he smiled. “First, you do need to learn how to trust me. Would I ask you to go out with no shoes?”
“I suppose not.” She laughed.
“And second, as to the where. Well, that’s a surprise.” Garrett leaned in and captured her lips.
He kissed her, his talented tongue brushing into her mouth. She moaned as he gently sucked on her bottom lip, teasing her. By the time he broke away, she was dripping wet with arousal. Selby’s heart raced. The man had a way of turning her from a competent professional into a bowl of jelly within seconds. She went to reach for his belt but he wrapped his strong fingers around her wrists.
“You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you right here on my desk, sweetheart, but I’ve got something even better planned for you.” Garrett grazed his lips over her temple and released her. “Now go get dressed. We’re going to have some fun.”
Selby squealed as a slap landed on her bottom. She wished she hated it, but it only made her want more. With an ache between her legs, she stuck out her tongue and feigned sadness. She was promptly rewarded with another satisfying smack to her other cheek.
Clarity struck and she realized how deep in she was. Never in a million years would she have considered letting a man spank her, and yet it seemed as if all Garrett had to do was mention a fantasy, and she’d join him. As she made her way to the bedroom, she considered the past week. She was the same person inside, but he’d ignited a flame. And like a drug, she had to have him and looked forward to every minute until the truth was exposed.
Selby stopped short of entering the enormous barn and took in her surroundings. On the way from his mansion to the stables, she’d been impressed with the spectacular beachfront property. From the majestic pool area, which overlooked the Pacific Ocean and the adjoining fields, she couldn’t stop wondering what it must be like to live in such opulence. As they approached, she breathed in the air, a mixture of both the sea and horses, and she rooted her feet to the dusty ground.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Nothing. I just…” Selby stumbled on her words as her childhood memories flashed in her mind. Growing up in the country, her parents had built a modest barn to house her pony. She’d been in the woods playing with friends when the stranger approached. Garrett’s hand to her arm interrupted the horror that she recalled as if it were yesterday. She jumped, and blinked, remembering that she was no longer a child.
“Hey, are you okay?” Garrett gave her a concerned look and put his arm around her.
“I’m fine,” she lied. Selby leaned against his chest, and let him lead her into the barn.
“Do you ride?”
“A long time ago. You?”
“A little.” He smiled and approached the chestnut Belgian Warmblood. “This is Mocha. Hey girl, how’s my baby? Who’s a good girl? You’re a good girl. Come give me some love.”
Selby smiled, surprised at the way he spoke to the horse as if she were a baby. A new side to Garrett was revealed to her as he gently petted and whispered into her mane. He waved Selby over and she slowly approached.
“Mocha, I want you to meet my friend. This is Selby.” He winked at her and focused his attention back onto the great animal. “She’s going to be staying with us for a while. So make sure you tell the others to be nice.”
“How many horses do you have?” The enormous mare towered above Selby. She yearned to touch her but was cautious.
“I’ve got six here. But I sponsor many more.”
“What do you mean?”
“They’re all rescues of sorts. Mocha, here, was a jumper. But like many horses, she was injured. She’s recovered now, but she can’t compete. When that happens, sometimes they go up for sale. Sometimes they’re bred. But sometimes if they’re too injured or if the owner can’t afford the vet care, they might be put down.”
“How did you start adopting them? Do you compete?”
“Me? Oh no. But you know how it is. You go to these charity events or whatever, and you meet a few people who are involved with horses. I was at a competition with a friend when someone told us about a horse that needed a home. I have the room here, so I thought I’d help him out. Next thing you know, I have six here. I have a nonprofit set up for other rescues, too. But this girl, here? She’s my baby.”
“Where are they all?”
“Most of them are out in the field. Seth was coming by today to round up Angus. He’s probably out on a trail.”
“So I take it you don’t personally muck out these stalls?”
“Yeah, no. I’ve got staff. Don’t get me wrong. If I have a day off, I don’t mind getting my hands dirty, but you know how it is over at Emerson. It’s not like I have a lot of time.” Garrett regarded Selby with a critical eye and set his hand on the stall. “I know you probably think that I was some kind of a trust fund baby, but that’s not me. I didn’t come from money. All this,” he looked around the modern, cedar barn, “it’s new to me. Fifteen years ago, I was getting through college on school loans. Mom and Dad didn’t have a pot to piss in, but I worked hard, got lucky.”
“I read about you in school.”
“So you said. But the struggle…I’m sure they always gloss over that part. All those people at Altura, they supported me in a dream to make something out of an idea. And now we develop products and services while doing what we love.”
“Where’s your family now?”
“Mom and Dad moved to Costa Rica. Retired. My baby brother, Erik, is out sowing his oats. He used to work here but we had a small falling out.”
“Sorry to hear that.”
“How about you?”
“My mom died. I’m not in contact with my dad. He kind of left us. Mom wasn’t exactly mother of the year but at least I had her when she was alive. So it’s pretty much just me now.” Thoughts of her mother broke her heart but she tried not to dwell on what she couldn’t change. She hadn’t heard from her father in years and had no plans on initiating contact. The last she’d heard, he was working as a dealer in Atlantic City.
“You wanna feed her?” Garrett changed the subject. “I’ll be right back.”
Selby eyed Mocha and inched closer. Slowly she reached her hand toward her, and gently stroked her forehead. The horse whinnied in response.
“You are a good girl, aren’t you?” she whispered.
“She likes you,” Garrett said from behind her.
Selby laughed. “She’s sweet. Sometimes I get a little scared. They’re so big.”
“True. You need to treat them with respect and they’ll respect you back. Here.” Garrett handed her some carrots. “She’s spoiled but she’s earned it. You remember how to feed them? Hold your hand flat. That’s it.”
Selby presented her palm, and Mocha quickly gobbled down the treat. She smiled to Garrett, who watched their interaction.
“Did you mention that Seth is here?”
“Yeah, I let a few of my friends ride them. He loves Angus.”
“Thank you for showing me your horses.”
“We’ll go riding soon. After yesterday…”
“I feel okay,” she assured him.
“All the same, I’d feel more comfortable waiting. Better safe than sorry.”
“Did I just hear the word safe from you? I thought you were all about the danger.” Selby gave him a flirty smile.
“I’m about maximizing risk, while minimizing injury.”
“You’re a paradox.”
“I’m a simple man, actually. Take us. I’m enjoying our lessons
, but I won’t take you further than you really want to go.”
“About last night…” Her gaze fell to the floor.
“Last night was amazing,” he answered.
“Yeah, it was.” Selby shifted nervously on her feet, lifting her lids to meet his gaze.
“You know, Altura, my horses…all important parts of my life, but you, Miss Reynolds, you’ve been on my mind a lot lately.”
“We should probably get back up to the house. I need to check that diagnostic.”
“I’m not talking about the laptop. I’m talking about us. You. Me. Last night on the terrace. When I mentioned being watched you didn’t stop me.”
“I could hardly have stopped you,” she protested. Selby’s cheeks flushed at the mention of what they’d done.
“Not true. I would have stopped if you’d told me to. But you didn’t.” His eyes turned dark, his sexy smile giving her the chills. “Why did you agree to do it?”
“I don’t know. We were off to the side, sort of hidden. It’s not like I was naked, anyway.”
“But still, we had sex at a party,” he pressed. Garrett took her hand and led her over to the tack room.
“I’ve never done anything like that before. But there was something exciting about it. It’s taboo, the idea that someone could watch.” She considered what Lars had told her about the couple who’d been making love at the soirée. “Lars said that Chase and Penny were fooling around, too. I couldn’t see anything but when he told me…let’s just say I wasn’t turned off by the idea. I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s just curiosity. I may not do all those things you guys do, but I’m not a prude.”
“Which was exactly my point to Lars.” Garrett took her by her hands, backing her up toward the wall.
“Lars knows me.” Selby’s bottom brushed up against the bale of hay and she glanced back at it.
“Perhaps, he knows you as a friend.” He shrugged, placing her hands onto the hay. “But I know you as a lover. And I’m going to make love to you right here.”
“Are you now?” Selby shivered, wondering what he had planned. The devilish look in his eye told her that he’d long forgotten about the work that she’d been doing in his office.
“We’re going to find out together just how far we can take each other.” Garrett bunched the fabric of her long skirt up in his hands.
“I see why you bought me this now.” Selby glanced at her clothes and noted that Garrett didn’t respond to her comment; he only smiled and raised a knowing eyebrow at her. “I’m not sure this is the best place for you and me to…you know…”
“Fuck?”
“Yeah, that.” She laughed at his bluntness. “Didn’t you say Seth is here? And you have security too?” Her pulse increased as she said the words out loud, realizing his intentions.
“Yes, I did. Let me see you.” Garrett locked his eyes on hers as he dragged the fabric up her legs. Exposing her, he rolled it upward, tucking it into her waistband. His fingers trailed down her thighs and froze when he realized she wasn’t wearing underwear. His lips brushed her ear and he whispered to her, “No panties again? Selby, Selby, Selby…I was right about you.”
“Yes,” she breathed. Desire shot through her body as he kissed her neck. She flattened her palms onto his chest.
“I’d say that I want you like this all the time, but I don’t think I’d get any work done knowing you were walking around the hallways of Emerson with no panties.” Garrett stepped back to admire her. She went to cover herself and he intervened. “No. Put your hands down. I want to see your pussy.”
“Garrett. Seriously, someone could see me.” Although she protested, she did what he said.
“Spread your legs open for me.” Garrett unzipped his pants.
“What if he sees us?” Wetness dripped down her inner thigh as she glanced over his shoulder. As loath as she was to admit it, the thought of being caught excited her. Her breath stopped as Garrett pulled his cock out of his pants and stroked himself.
“Touch your pussy,” he told her.
Selby went silent at his demand. She should say no. Every rational cell in her brain told her to stop as her hand delved into her folds. Drenched in her juices, she flicked her fingers over her clit and she moaned.
“You’re so fucking sexy, do you know that?” Garrett took two large strides over to meet her. He fisted his fingers into her hair and guided her mouth to meet his.
Selby gasped as he kissed her. His demanding, possessive kiss told her he owned her, and caused her to shiver at his touch. She swept her tongue against his, amazed at how this man could drive her mad with one command. Giving him access, she opened to him.
He grabbed her wrist and wrapped her hand around his cock. Replacing her fingers with his, he plunged a thick digit into her core.
As he pressed it into her, she groaned into his mouth. Another finger stretched her open, and she cried his name. Her climax set off like fireworks and she struggled not to come.
“Garrett, oh my God.” Her body shook, but she refused to release his shaft from her grip.
“Fucking yeah,” he cried. Tearing his lips from hers, he bit at her neck.
The orgasm rocked through her body, leaving her shaking. She snuggled into his chest, licking at the skin on his shoulder. As he withdrew his fingers, he smiled at her, pressing them into her mouth. She tasted herself, and she nipped and twirled her tongue around them as if she was sucking his cock.
“You’re a very naughty girl.”
“You do this to me,” Selby responded. She was reminded that she was in the stables, a cool breeze grazing over her mound.
Garrett reached for the pile of blankets and tossed them over the hay.
“Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted?” He gave her a wicked smile. “To be free?”
Selby’s breath caught as he spun her around and bent her over the bales. He spread her legs wide open, exposing her to the room. Her face settled onto the soft fabric and she panted in anticipation. His cock brushed the back of her thigh, and she moved to accept it. A firm slap landed on her cheek and she cried out.
“What are you doing?”
“Patience. I want to look at you.” His palm flattened on her back, pinning her in place as he glided his fingers over her ass.
“Garrett, I can’t wait.”
“Tell me, would you like me to fuck you here?”
Selby’s pussy ached with desire as his slippery finger circled her puckered flesh. She groaned. Jesus, she’d never had sex there, but every time he touched her, her core pulsated in arousal.
“Hmm…no words, huh? I’ve got a toy for you,” he told her.
“A what?”
“Something to get you ready for me, because you know what, Selby? I think you do want this, but are afraid to ask for it.”
“Garrett, please don’t make me say the words. Last night…” Selby recalled how he’d made her tell him to lick her pussy, and a fresh wave of arousal rolled through her. She squirmed against the blanket.
“Last night, you seemed to enjoy it when I did this.”
Selby gasped as he slid the tip of his finger inside her back hole.
“So I think we should try a few toys, yes?”
“Toys?”
“If I’m going to fuck you here, and I am. Well, it’s better to show you.”
Selby moaned as he withdrew. She went to stand but was reminded to stay in position as his palm stilled her. She heard the crinkling of paper and swiveled her head to see him retrieving a pink object from a black and gold bag.
“This,” he told her.
“Cold,” she cried as the cool gel dripped over her bottom.
“It’s very small. Just a starter, really. Just relax and push back.”
“What are you..?” Selby asked, her words trailing off as the slick object penetrated into her bottom. “Garrett…I don’t know if…oh hell.”
“Breathe. Yes, like that. You’re doing great.”
Selby sucked a breath
, doing as he told her. Her core ached as her bottom became full, the object stretching her.
“There you go.” Garrett adjusted the plug. “You are so beautiful.”
“I need you to…please make love to me,” Selby begged. As the words left her lips, she knew, if she was honest, that was what she wanted. She buried her face in the blanket, realizing that she could fall for Garrett.
“There’s something about you…you make me want to play. No more work.”
“Play with me…play now,” she whispered. Selby nearly came undone as he plunged a finger inside her pussy. She glanced up to see him tearing a condom open with his teeth and she wondered what it would be like to have him inside her with no barrier.
As he swiped his crown through her wetness, she was brought back to the moment. She widened her stance, readying to accept him. He slowly sheathed himself, and she knew he was being careful not to hurt her. Reaching for him, her fingertips dug into his hips.
“Easy, sweetheart,” he groaned. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, just please…” she released a giggle, “please move.”
“I’m going slow, but it’s so damn hard. How’s your bottom?”
“I feel full but it feels so much tighter. Oh yeah,” she cried as he began to increase his speed.
Selby clutched at him as he pumped inside of her. The head of his cock brushed along her sensitive nerves, causing her to tighten around him. She wasn’t sure what made her look, but she caught Seth’s eyes as he passed by the entrance. In a blink he was gone, but she knew he’d seen them. She should have felt embarrassed, she knew, but instead, her channel clenched down around Garrett. As he slammed into her, she reveled in his strength.
“I love playing with you,” he grunted.
“Harder,” she demanded. She was so close.
“Where have you been all my life, woman?” Garrett increased the pace. “I can’t hold back, oh shit…”
“Yes, like that. Fuck me,” she screamed. Her fingernails raked his flesh as she took him inside. She came hard, his cock stroking her core. She gasped, realizing that she’d come without him ever touching her clit. Like a fucking god, he’d taken her to Nirvana and she didn’t want to return to reality.