Jamie, Caelen focused on getting the horses ready.
As he worked, he plotted. It bugged him that Jamie never saw him as half the threat she did Brodie. When it came to sex, Brodie actually tended to be a much more straight-forward lover than Caelen. Caelen kind of liked to play with his dinner before he ate it and he had a whole two hour ride with nothing to do but toy with one sassy vixen.
Chapter 6
Caelen couldn’t have been harder by the time
Sheridan
escorted his daughter toward the waiting horses. It made it damn difficult to sit still in his saddle, though no amount of shifting made it comfortable. It would be a pain that he’d bare for two hours, but on the other end, he’d have all night to exhaust it.
Despite all the assurance of her gait and all her earlier antagonisms, Jamie was worried. It showed first in her gaze and second in the way she stopped.
“Two horses?” Jamie turned that question on her father. “Why don’t I have my own horse?”
“Because you don’t have a horse, and I don’t have one to spare.”
Jamie couldn’t argue with that, nor could she make her mind up of which brother would be less a threat, as both Brodie and Caelen waited for her to make a decision. As he expected, she ultimately decided Caelen would be less likely to molest her during the ride.
He had to grin at her naiveté. Her ignorance didn’t last longer than it took for him to use the hand she offered to lift her up and settle that soft, plump ass right down over his burning erection. Several layers of clothes might have separated them, but that didn’t comfort her enough to stop her from sucking in a deep breath and stiffening straight up.
Before she could offer an objection to her father, Caelen kicked his horse into motion. “No time for second chances, darlin’.”
“What do you think you’re doing, Caelen?” There could be no masking the alarm in that question.
“Having a little fun.”
“Damnit, Caelen—” Whatever threat she’d been intending to make, it disappeared under her shriek as he hefted her straight out of the saddle. With the horse still eating up land as fast as it could, Caelen turned Jamie mid-air. It gave her quite a startle and she came back into his lap already fighting.
Pure heaven, that’s what having her pressed up against him felt like. All her squirming just made it better. With every clomping step of his horse, Jamie’s curves slid and rolled over him. From the puckered tip of her breast pressing into his chest, to the thick odor of the sweet cream merely a layer of denim away from his engorged cock, all her feistiness did was make her hotter and him harder.
“Damnit, Caelen. Let me go.”
“Why?” He drawled, leaning back slightly to stare down into darkening eyes. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To test your endurance against my strength and see which one of us begs first. Or have you started to realize you ain’t never had a chance of winning?”
That stilled her and had her chin lifting. “Fine, but there are rules—”
“There aren’t no rules, darlin’. That’s what makes it so good.”
Unimpressed by that guarantee, her gaze sharpened slightly. “I am not having sex on a horse.”
Now there’s an idea… “Not ever?”
He expected an immediate agreement, and it tilted there at the edges of her lips. “Not today.”
Caelen grinned. “I think I can live with that, darlin’, but when we get to the ranch, I’m going to be spreading those legs and burying myself between them, and you ain’t going to be denying me. Just so you know.”
Jamie’s smile slipped right against his lips as she stretched up to whisper into his kiss. “We’ll see about that.”
Yes, she would. Caelen didn’t argue it. He could see the speculation in her eyes and knew she wanted to push him into being harder, rougher with his need. It dawned on him just what Jamie’s dangerous game was. The silly little woman thought she
As he worked, he plotted. It bugged him that Jamie never saw him as half the threat she did Brodie. When it came to sex, Brodie actually tended to be a much more straight-forward lover than Caelen. Caelen kind of liked to play with his dinner before he ate it and he had a whole two hour ride with nothing to do but toy with one sassy vixen.
Chapter 6
Caelen couldn’t have been harder by the time
Sheridan
escorted his daughter toward the waiting horses. It made it damn difficult to sit still in his saddle, though no amount of shifting made it comfortable. It would be a pain that he’d bare for two hours, but on the other end, he’d have all night to exhaust it.
Despite all the assurance of her gait and all her earlier antagonisms, Jamie was worried. It showed first in her gaze and second in the way she stopped.
“Two horses?” Jamie turned that question on her father. “Why don’t I have my own horse?”
“Because you don’t have a horse, and I don’t have one to spare.”
Jamie couldn’t argue with that, nor could she make her mind up of which brother would be less a threat, as both Brodie and Caelen waited for her to make a decision. As he expected, she ultimately decided Caelen would be less likely to molest her during the ride.
He had to grin at her naiveté. Her ignorance didn’t last longer than it took for him to use the hand she offered to lift her up and settle that soft, plump ass right down over his burning erection. Several layers of clothes might have separated them, but that didn’t comfort her enough to stop her from sucking in a deep breath and stiffening straight up.
Before she could offer an objection to her father, Caelen kicked his horse into motion. “No time for second chances, darlin’.”
“What do you think you’re doing, Caelen?” There could be no masking the alarm in that question.
“Having a little fun.”
“Damnit, Caelen—” Whatever threat she’d been intending to make, it disappeared under her shriek as he hefted her straight out of the saddle. With the horse still eating up land as fast as it could, Caelen turned Jamie mid-air. It gave her quite a startle and she came back into his lap already fighting.
Pure heaven, that’s what having her pressed up against him felt like. All her squirming just made it better. With every clomping step of his horse, Jamie’s curves slid and rolled over him. From the puckered tip of her breast pressing into his chest, to the thick odor of the sweet cream merely a layer of denim away from his engorged cock, all her feistiness did was make her hotter and him harder.
“Damnit, Caelen. Let me go.”
“Why?” He drawled, leaning back slightly to stare down into darkening eyes. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To test your endurance against my strength and see which one of us begs first. Or have you started to realize you ain’t never had a chance of winning?”
That stilled her and had her chin lifting. “Fine, but there are rules—”
“There aren’t no rules, darlin’. That’s what makes it so good.”
Unimpressed by that guarantee, her gaze sharpened slightly. “I am not having sex on a horse.”
Now there’s an idea… “Not ever?”
He expected an immediate agreement, and it tilted there at the edges of her lips. “Not today.”
Caelen grinned. “I think I can live with that, darlin’, but when we get to the ranch, I’m going to be spreading those legs and burying myself between them, and you ain’t going to be denying me. Just so you know.”
Jamie’s smile slipped right against his lips as she stretched up to whisper into his kiss. “We’ll see about that.”
Yes, she would. Caelen didn’t argue it. He could see the speculation in her eyes and knew she wanted to push him into being harder, rougher with his need. It dawned on him just what Jamie’s dangerous game was. The silly little woman thought she
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