Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
After running toward the driver’s seat and sitting down, I take off toward the west side of the property.
“Where are you taking me?”
I put one hand on the steering wheel and the other on her thigh. “I thought I made that clear. I’m taking you to fuck you against a peach tree.”
She looks out at all the trees we’re passing and then back at me.
“No one’s working on the west end of the orchard.”
She puts her hand on mine.
I press harder on the gas even though I already have it to the floor. When we get as far away as possible, I slam on the brakes and am out before the side-by-side gets completely stopped.
Madelyn starts to laugh. “Asher! What’s the rush? You’re going to hurt yourself.”
I help her out of the recreational vehicle. “I need to be inside you.”
“You know this morning was just a few hours ago.”
“Too long,” I mutter against her neck as I kiss her. She tilts her head back to give me better access, and I undo her jeans. She kicks off her tennis shoes, and I pull her jeans and panties down her hips and drop them to the ground.
Her hands are everywhere, pulling my shirt up and pressing against my stomach. She’s trying to undo my jeans, and I help her. As soon as I get them down my thighs, I pick her up. She puts one hand on the tree behind her. “Asher.” She gasps in surprise.
“Fuck, I can’t wait. Can I…?” My voice trails off because what I’m asking is crazy. I just need to be in her.
She leverages herself and puts her hand between us, wrapping it around my girth. “Use me, Asher. Do whatever you want.”
“Fuck,” I grunt.
As soon as I’m at her entrance, I bring her down and impale her with my hard cock. She groans and winces as the tree scrapes against her back.
I immediately stop. “Fuck, I’m sorry.”
She grips my shoulders. “No, don’t stop.”
I want to move, but I don’t. “I’ll never take my pleasure when you have pain, baby.”
She searches my face. “Put me down.”
“But…” I start and stop instantly. She asked to be put down, so I pull out of her and let her body slide down mine.
As soon as her feet hit the ground, she looks around. “You sure no one is around here?”
“I’m sure.”
She reaches for the hem of her shirt, pulls it over her head, and then quickly undoes her bra and lets it fall to the ground. I’m on her in an instant. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
She cups my manhood, kisses me, and then says, “I can say the same thing about you.”
She pushes out of my arms, turns her back to me, and puts her hands against the tree. She looks at me over her shoulder. “Is this okay?”
My mouth drops as I look at her with her ass in the air, her back arched, and her big eyes looking up at me. I kick off my boots, take my pants the rest the way off, and move up to her. Reaching out, I press my hands to her ass. I wasn’t lying because she really is perfect. “Yeah,” I grunt. “This is perfect.”
I slide my hand between her thighs and run my fingers through her wet slit.
Madelyn whimpers and pleads with me, “Yes, Asher. Please.”
I line myself up and enter her slowly. The farther I sink into her, the more she clenches on to me. When I’m buried deep inside her, I start to thrust. My hands grip her waist, and I hold on as I plow in and out. She moans my name, and it’s a little bit of everything that’s about to push me over the edge. I reach around her and rub her clit as I move in and out of her.
She vibrates under me and starts to writhe and jerk. Her pussy contracts, clenching onto me like a vise.
“Come with me, Madelyn.”
As if we’re one, we both orgasm, and I roar as my body loses all control and jerks as I shoot my seed deep inside of her. I’m panting as I lean over her, pressing my front to her back.
When I catch my breath, I lift up, bringing her with me. Slowly I pull out of her, and she turns. There’s pure vulnerability on her face as she looks at me and I bring her close. We stand here for a few minutes, just enjoying being in each other’s arms. “Let’s go eat up at the house.”
She pulls back. “Asher, I should work. I feel like I’m taking advantage—”
I cut her off. “You work harder than most of the men here, Maddie. There’s no way you’re taking advantage.”
She seems surprised by the compliment, and I know from this point on, I’m going to make it a point to tell her how I much I appreciate her hard work. She brushes her hair off her face, and when she does, she wipes blood across her forehead. I grab her hands. “You’re bleeding.”