Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40566 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40566 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 203(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
“Nah, just stopping on my way out. Maybe I’ll find a woman of my own on the road back to Colorado.” If Clay has a place on a mountain, he’ll more than likely be snowed in most of the winter up there. A woman who loves you, a warm place, and time away sounds like a damn good time to me.
“Doesn’t sound like a bad idea to me. The two of them found love on the road,” Sienna says with a smirk. I tune them out when Sutton makes her way around the counter and sits down next to Case. He’s sandwiched between the two of us, and I watch as they put their heads together, Sutton takes a bite, and then he does.
“Ryland.” Her voice settles deep in my soul. The way she says my name, looks at me, and takes me in the middle of the night, it’s everything I could ever want. Well, besides her pregnant and my last name attached to her. That will be happening, and soon.
TWENTY-ONE
SUTTON
“Ryland.” We’re riding Ace. I’m facing him, wearing a dress per his instructions. At first, I was unsure why I would be in this outfit with a pair of boots, but I went with it. The weather is unseasonably warm today, the highs hitting the seventies, and it’ll probably be the last one of the season. I asked to go for a ride, and a ride is what I’m getting. Our times alone have been few and far between since I’ve gone back to work, Ryland has been working on the ranch, and Case is in school. That leaves a rare Saturday morning when he’s with another family member and we get a couple of hours to do something wild and reckless.
“You’re going to keep me inside of you.” Once we cleared away from the barn and main house, I moved from behind him to in front of him. He unbuckled his belt and his pants, pulled his cock out, and held it firmly in his hand as he helped guide me upward. A swift rip of my panties, and I was bare for him to slide inside. It didn’t take me long to adjust to him in this position, completely open and at his mercy. Even if I wanted to lift my body up and down, gathering the momentum would be hard with his feet in the stirrups and mine hanging over his hips.
“Ry, please,” I moan with each gait of the horse. We’re jostled, and my core clenches down on his length. The feeling is indescribable, unbearable, and leaving me needing so much more.
“Not happening. Patience. I promise it’ll be more than worth the wait.” Ryland grunts as a I bear down, using my Kegel muscles to try and push him to move us at a faster pace. This is what I get for asking him to teach me to ride a horse. His idea was to ride him instead. I’m not complaining, except for the fact I’m being edged the entire time. The slow walk doesn’t pick up the pace. If anything, I feel like he’s slowing Ace down. Two can play that game. My mouth goes to Ry’s neck, lips traveling up and down, kissing and sucking.
“Are you sure about that?” I prod, my teeth nipping at his skin. Finally, he taps Ace’s flank, putting us in a trot. “Oh god.” My eyes close, my head tips back, and my hands tighten around his neck. I’m sure his skin is going to be nicked from the tips of my fingernails.
“Fuck no, but I can’t necessarily fuck my baby inside of you while riding. Not the way I want to, at least.” He catches my lips with his. Ace must know where we’re going even if I don’t.
“I can’t wait for that to happen, adding a little one, watching Case become a big brother.” Ryland lifts his hips up, and I slam down. So much for me staying still.
“Woman, you’re going to make me stop before we reach our destination.” Clearly, me wanting to be pregnant as much as he does is helping the process to move this along.
“How much longer?” I beg, wetness coating my thighs and center. I’m sure Ryland will be a mess by the time we finally stop. At this point, I wouldn’t be opposed to him taking me against a tree, on the ground, or with me bent at the waist holding on for dear life.
“Almost there, babe.” Sweat is coating his brow, his jaw clenches, and his muscles tighten around my waist.
“Did you ever tell me where we’re going?” I ask, trying to change the subject to keep myself from coming from just holding him inside of me. The Kegels, the movements, and Ryland are all it takes.
“The cabin. It’s all cleaned up now the fencing is back in place, and no one is using it this weekend.” Ry told me the day things went down, he was here with the sheriff when a group of teenagers got themselves in some trouble at the cabin. They were having some fun, didn’t damage much, cleaned up their mess, and then came back one weekend to work the ranch as part of their punishment.