Rekindled: A Billionaire Second Chance Romance

by Ashlee Price

  Foster wanted more and she moved to kiss him again, but he stopped her. “Not here.”

  “Then where?”

  He chuckled at her impatience. “Don’t you want to turn the stove off?”

  Foster looked at it with unseeing eyes and shrugged. “Let it burn.”

  Trent went to the stove and turned off the burner. While everything smelled good, he couldn’t think of food. She was moving towards the back of the house and he followed her, quickly catching up before they made it all the way down the hall.

  Pushing her against the wall, she giggled. “Now how is this any better?”

  Trent’s lips were on hers, silencing anymore thought and soon Foster didn’t care where they were, as long as he didn’t stop kissing her.

  Chapter 10

  “Wait.”

  “I can’t wait anymore Foster.”

  His knee was pushed between her thighs, his teeth now nibbling on her shoulder. While her body wanted him more than anything, there was still something holding her back. It was just all happening too fast.

  Trent pressed his hard knee harder on her core and she whimpered. They were still standing in the hallway, her back pressed up against the wall. He had her pinned with his body and she believed he had every intention of taking her right then and there. “Trent, please!”

  He didn’t know what she was asking, but anything beyond him taking her, was not in his wheel house. Pulling her dress up to her waist, Trent’s hands quickly pushed down the panties that were keeping him from feeling if she was ready or not. She sure felt like she was and Foster gasped as he touched her. “Please.”

  Pulling down his own pants after he fumbled with the button and zipper, he couldn’t get out of them fast enough. When he finally did, his erection pushed against her core and she looked down as it pointed at her.

  Trent grabbed her leg, pulling it up and wrapping it around his own waist. Foster’s head went back and she couldn’t even remember what it was that she had been trying to say. She could feel his hot head against her weeping core, rubbing and throbbing as her body tensed up in preparation for the intrusion. He pressed a little harder each time he made a sweeping pass and she moaned as the head slid all the way into her.

  His own sound was deeper in his throat, sounding to her like a growl. The noise only made her wetter and the extra slickness helped him push in slowly inch by inch. “Look at me Foster.”

  Her eyes fluttered and finally opened, but only because he had stopped moving forward and she wanted more. He started to move back out and her insides clenched him, not wanting him to leave her honey hole. She needed more, looking down to see several inches of his shaft that were still dry. “More.”

  Trent pushed forward suddenly and her eyes clenched shut as tight as her inner walls collapsed around him. He kissed her lips and then her neck and ear. “Too much?”

  She shook her head that it wasn’t, even as her body tried to get a grip on his girth stretching her every inch. “No fuck.”

  He chuckled in her ear and slipped the rest of the way inside of her. She had thought that he was done and the last few inches overwhelmed her. “Now?”

  Foster was pushed hard against the wall and his arm held her thigh up to open her wide. It was just as well or she may have fallen as her knees weakened with each pulse inside of her. “Yes, oh my God, Trent.”

  His tongue flicked at her ear lobe as his hot breath made her shiver. Every move made his thickness feel like it was growing bigger inside of her and she stopped moving all together, trying desperately to get her body adjusted. It had been too long and her tightness was so unused. “Do you want me to stop?”

  “Please don’t.”

  Trent was thankful to hear that, not sure if he would have had the ability to stop, even if he had wanted to. She was killing him, strangling his long length inside of her. As he pulled out again, a small part of her came with, gripping him as if to hold him inside of her forever. How he wished that it was the case. He wanted to feel her lose control, giving him permission to let his own slip for a time.

  Pushing back in quicker and fuller, he took her breath away and her grip tightened on his neck. She urged him deeper and as he started to move, she begged him to go faster, pushing her over an edge that she had been on since they met. Calling his name softly in his ear, it got louder as he got faster and her body shook. “Trent, yes, oh I’m coming!”

  He felt the flash of fluid on his shaft as he pushed deeper. As her body convulsed, more of her opened up to him and he was as close to her womb as ever before. His need was relentless, as well as his thrusting and soon her hands that clung, were hands that tried to push him away. “Wait, please.”

  Trent looked at her eyes that were glazed and he knew why she needed a moment. Pulling out of her, she sighed and her leg moved to the ground as he let go of her thigh. “Let’s get you to bed. You look tired.”

  She wasn’t able to keep herself up and he finally had to help her the short distance to her bed. His pants were still around his knees and the both fell onto the bed, giggling for a moment. Then his body was over hers and they both remembered what they had just been doing.

  Moving down to kiss her, Trent pushed himself to her opening and started to press back in slowly. She needed to take it slow. Foster was just too tight. She felt like she had not been intimate in a long time and though he wanted to slam into her, pounding her as hard as he could, he knew he had to take it slower for her.

  Wrapping her legs around his waist, her body opened up to his slow pleasure. “Trent. Yes.”

  Her words were unintelligible as her own body started to tighten up below him. So quickly she was starting to tremble inside and too soon was she coming again. It was the final straw for Trent, no longer strong enough to stop himself from drilling forward as hard as he could. She screamed out as he took her as he needed, how he had wanted to from the first time he had seen her delivering before.

  Whispering naughty things in her ear, the orgasm lasted until he was losing his own battle with the intense pleasure. Calling out her name, he buried himself deep and grunted. Foster was holding onto him tight and with his hot seed, her body was once again overwhelmed with the penetration. It was just so much.

  When he finally moved away, she was still shaking and he laid down next to her, pushing the jeans the rest of the way down his legs. He had not expected it be so…fulfilling. Trent was spent in all ways, but as he looked over at her panting body, Trent knew he wanted more. Foster was a woman that a person could never really get enough of.

  “Damn Foster.”

  She smiled and nodded her head, feeling the same sentiment. There was nothing to say to fully describe the way she felt right then, but damn. Her body still shook every so often with aftershocks of pleasure. “It had been a really long time, but I don’t think I remember it being that good before.”

  Her voice was almost mystified. How could she not have known that it could be like that? What a waste all of the other times felt to her. It had never felt like that with anyone before. “Me either.”

  Trent pulled her body to his own. They were both a little sweaty. Foster was still pretty much dressed, but her hair was a mass around her. He hadn’t had the time to take off her clothes and when he started to rectify that, she pushed him away. “I thought you were hungry?”

  “I am, but it can wait.”

  ***

  They finally made it to the kitchen and the cold meal that she had to heat up. Trent liked the food, but he was not really tasting it. His mind was already back in the bedroom. “Are you done?”

  He looked at her with hope and she shook her head. “No, jeez. You really know how to rush a girl. My whole body is sore. Aren’t you the least bit tired?”

  Trent shook his head. He was tired of waiting for her. Not just that night, but she was the first woman to get back into his heart. He had thought his heart was gone after his loss, but now it was back. It was great to feel alive again and he knew that it was
because of Foster. All he could do in good conscious was to proceed to thank her over and over again.

  “Not at all. I will make sure I go slower for you this time.”

  Foster’s face turned beat red and she looked down at her plate. “No one is saying that…”

  “Good because as soon as I slide into you, I know that I am going to slam you as hard as I can.”

  Foster shivered with his words and started to eat a little faster. That seemed to make Trent happy and he didn’t mention the time again. He kept telling himself, reminding himself, that they had all night. Once a cowboy gave away his heart, it was hers forever. Trent wasn’t sure if he was ready for it, but with their first touch, he hadn’t had a choice.

  ~THE END~

  Cowboy’s Kiss

  Introduction

  Shannon works as a ranch hand on the Fisher ranch, one of the largest horse training ranches in Texas. She loves the work and the Fisher family is the closest thing that she has to an extended family. Shannon can see herself staying there for the rest of her life.

  Her whole world changes when Joel Fisher comes home from the service. He’s there to take over from his father, and he starts by changing Shannon’s job title and her living quarters. Her best friend’s brother has a way about him, and Shannon finds herself fantasizing about her boss from the night of his arrival.

  One kiss changes everything for her, but Joel pushes her away after making her come alive in his arms. She needs more, but there is something in his past holding him back. Every time she tries to get close, something seems to come between them so they can’t be together.

  Shannon refuses to accept that she’s fated not to end up in his arms. Will she be able to find out what his secret is – and if she does, can she help him overcome his demons so that they can finally be together?

  Chapter 1: Shannon

  “Shannon, did you get everything on your list done?”

  I nodded and looked back at father. It was lunch time and I brought him a couple of sandwiches and some tea for lunch. Amber was waiting out back with some towels because there was nowhere else I would want to be right now than at the swimming hole. The sun was scorching and we had breezed through our duties so that we could spend the heat of the day in the cool water. There was an old rock quarry on the Fisher land that had long since filled in. It was nice and cold because of how impossibly deep it was, making it the perfect place for such a day.

  “Everything is done.”

  “Well you and Amber don’t need to be running off just yet. There are still some things that have to be done for the party. It has been four years since Joel was home. You two should at least help get things ready.”

  I knew he was right, but it was just so hot outside that I couldn’t stand it. For late August it was scorching. There was a time when I loved the summers, but as I got older they were harder to deal with. That or the Texas sun was getting hotter. Either way, all I could think about was the cold water in the quarry.

  “How about we go take a quick dip and then we will go to town for whatever you want.”

  Travis shook his head. He knew better than to send us that way. We would never come back, or if we did it would be hours later. It was hard to leave.

  “How about you get the stuff on the list and then go?”

  It wasn’t an option, more like the best I was getting. One of the only things I hated about staying on at the Fisher ranch was that my dad was now my boss. So even at nineteen he still got to tell me what to do. It wasn’t so bad, except in moments like this one when I really just wanted to get away. But I agreed, like we both knew I would and gave Amber the bad news.

  “You shouldn’t have said anything.”

  I sighed. Or course I shouldn’t have, but I had to. “Well, I did. So town first and then swimming afterwards.”

  “Why do we have to go there?”

  “Because Joel is coming home. Remember? Your mom wants to throw a party for him.”

  “Is that today? I thought it was next week.”

  I looked over at her before getting in the truck. “Why aren’t you excited?”

  “If you had an older brother, you would understand. Siblings are more like a love hate relationship.”

  I nodded and got in. I had always wanted siblings, so I just didn’t understand. There was something I loved about big families, but it seemed that those that were part of one didn’t particularly like to be. I remembered her brother vaguely. I moved to the ranch just a few weeks before he left. I remembered how handsome I thought he was, but he didn’t pay me any mind. I was far too young to even look at. Now he was back and I seemed to be more excited about it than she was.

  “I hear ya, Amber. But either way, we have to go get this stuff. Your mom is throwing a big party from the looks of it. There is enough food on this list to feed the ranch for a week, so I am guessing she has invited a lot of people.”

  Amber sighed and looked out the window. “Yeah mom always thought of Joel as the golden boy. Trust me, if you heard it as much as I did, he would make you sick too. It is all she ever talks about. Now dad is getting sick and Joel is coming back to save the day.”

  “Man, kind of harsh Amber.”

  “I know, but I am telling you. He makes me crazy. I feel like we are back in middle school every time he comes back. It’s just weird.”

  “Well I will be there and I promise not to pay him any attention.”

  She looked at me hopefully. “You better not. Besides, you won’t like Joel if he is anything like he was before he left.”

  I didn’t say anything more. It was obviously a sore subject for her and there was no way I was going to tell her how hot I thought he was. He had been gone in the military for years and I could only imagine his hard body would be harder than before. I shook my head of the thoughts. She would kill me for even thinking it.

  I focused on the road so that she would not see the look in my eyes. I didn’t want to rub it in. We went through the motions and three different stores before we found everything that was needed. Amber had been busy on her phone and since she wasn’t letting me see what she was texting, I figured I knew who she was talking to.

  “Don’t tell me Mack is going to be there.”

  She gave me a face and I knew then that he would be. “Why?”

  “Because I think I love him.”

  I sighed, “No you don’t. It’s all hormones with you two. You need less of that and more talking and you would see that he is just not the one for you.”

  “Just because you are anti-love, doesn’t mean that I have to be. You are going to meet a guy one day that makes you forget all your senses. Just wait and see.”

  I didn’t believe her, but neither one of us was in the mood to argue about it. I was hoping for a quick trip so that I could get in the water. We got out and I looked at the mile long list in my hand. Sighing, we got out and started towards the first store.

  ***

  The list was even longer when I was going through the store getting it all. Amber wasn’t going to be much of a help since she was on her phone the whole time. By the end of it, I was exhausted and we were at the quarry. I had dropped the groceries off while she made her way towards the watering hole. There were a few other guys already down there with Mack when I got there. I knew Dale, but I did not know the other guy. Amber introduced us before I got in the water. The cold water made me forget everything else.

  “So Shannon, what do you do here?”

  “All the stuff that no one else wants to. They won’t let me train, so I pretty much do all the grunt work.”

  “That sounds like it sucks.”

  I looked over at Amber sucking face with Mack. “Sometimes it does, but it has its perks.”

  His eyes were on me, but it was not the great views and the watering hole that I was referring to. Zeik was looking at me and I wondered then how he knew Mack. They probably went to school together, but I couldn’t help seeing the common ground they had as friends. Th
ey both seemed to be pervs.

  “Amber tells me that you are planning on starting here?”

  “Yeah, next week.”

  “What are you going to be doing?”

  “Learning to train horses. I had never really thought about it before, but the pay is good.”

  I nodded and tried to pretend that I was happy for him. The truth was that I had been trying for months to get hired on as an apprentice, but Mr. Fisher didn’t believe in putting women in danger. He was an old time sexist and I had gotten used to it, but it still stung that he would hire someone off the streets before me. He didn’t have any experience. Zeik didn’t even like horses.

  I started to swim off but he came in after me and swam beside me. I didn’t want to be rude, but he was not my type and I knew where the conversation was going. Where any conversation went with a man after enough time had passed.

  “So are you single?”

  There it went, I thought to myself. “Yeah. I’m single.”

  “Do you want to go out some time?”

  “Maybe once you get settled in. I got to go help with the party though. Nice to meet you, Zeik.”

  He didn’t want me to go, but I pulled myself up on the side of the water. “When will I see you again?”

  It took everything in my not to roll my eyes. “I’ll be at the party later if you decide to show up.” Telling Amber that I was taking off, I walked away from the friend not paying much attention and the man who was paying far too much attention.

  Walking back to the ranch, I had thrown a pair of jean shorts on over my bathing suit, but everything else was in my arms. My clothes had gotten wet somehow on the beach, so it didn’t matter anyways. Running my fingers through my wet black hair, I was paying more attention to my hands, than my feet.

  I looked up to see a man just as preoccupied as I was. I moved out of the way, but his bag almost knocked me down. It was one of those green/brown duffel bags that they had in the service. It was because of the bag that I took a better look at his face and realized that it was Amber’s brother Joel.