Cattle Valley 28 - Second Chances by Carol Lynne Page B

of Drake’s cock. Holy Hell the man could fuck. No wonder Stony was pushing so hard to get Drake back in bed. Oggie felt himself growl at the thought of the playboy pilot getting anywhere near Drake again.
“Am I hurting you?” Drake asked, his dark eyebrows drawing together.
Admitting he was jealous wasn’t going to happen. “You wish,” Oggie quipped.
With a grunt of determination, Drake pulled out and rolled Oggie onto his stomach. He entered him again in a powerful thrust. With each snap of his hips, Drake seemed determined to prove his prowess.
Oggie leaned his shoulder against the mattress for balance and reached down to squeeze his cock. Despite his earlier blowjob, he was riding the edge again. “Yeah. So good,” he panted. His body convulsed as he came, shooting seed onto his stomach and hand. “So good. So good,” he said over and over again, sounding like a broken record.
Drake buried himself deep and howled as he climaxed. “Take it! Take everything I have!”
Drake landed on Oggie’s back before rolling to his side. He gathered Oggie against his chest and sighed. “I’m glad you’re alive,” he whispered in Oggie’s ear.
Oggie kissed Drake’s neck. “So am I.”
* * * *
“I’m gonna go check on Cullen,” Oggie said, unbuckling his seatbelt.
    Drake reached out and grabbed Oggie’s hand before he could walk down the aisle of the plane. “He’s been through a lot. Don’t take it personally.”
“I know. I keep telling myself that.”
After Oggie disappeared into Asa’s flying bedroom, Drake glanced at Mandy. Staring out the window of the plane, she seemed so lost. She’d said very little since they’d boarded and he was starting to worry.
Drake unbuckled and moved to sit across from her. “Have you flown before?”
Mandy nodded. “Just once. When my mom flew me out to Arlington to live with my grandma.”
“How old were you?”
“Seven.” Mandy glanced at Drake. “Thanks for doing this.”
“You don’t have to thank me. Everyone deserves a second chance in life. As a matter-offact, Oggie’s ranch is called Second Chance.”
“Does he really have horses?” she asked, playing with the brittle ends of her bleached blonde hair.
“Yep.” Drake shifted in his chair, trying to get more comfortable. “Can I ask a favour of you?”
“Sure.” She seemed surprised by the request.
“Oggie won’t ask because he’ll be afraid of offending you, but would you mind helping out with getting the dorm together and keeping it clean? I normally wouldn’t ask, but you and Cullen will be the first residents, and, well, I think Cullen needs to use the time to deal with what happened to him.”
“I can do that. It’s been a while since I cooked, but I could help with that, too, if Mr Ogden needs it.”
“I’m sure he’d be okay if you called him Oggie.”
Mandy shook her head. “It’s not the way I was raised. Grandma always taught me respect starts with the name.”
“Smart grandma.” Drake wondered what had happened to Mandy to put her on the streets.
“She was.” Mandy smiled. “She died last year.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Me, too. She’d be happy for me. She bought me a subscription to a horse magazine for my tenth birthday. We’d spend hours going through it. We had this dream that we’d win the lottery, buy a big ranch in Montana or something and raise horses.” Mandy shrugged and turned back to the window. “It was a stupid dream, but it was ours.”
Drake put his hand on her shoulder. “Not stupid at all. Dreams get us to where we’re going.”
* * * *
    Oggie opened the small bedroom door and stepped inside. “Do you need anything?” “I’m fine,” Cullen mumbled.
“Your eyes are looking better today.” Oggie eased his way into the room. Cullen nodded but didn’t speak.
Fuck. Oggie was out of his mind if he thought he could help these kids. Hell, he barely
    knew how to deal with other adults, how was he supposed to get through to kids? The thought brought up