She picked up speed, panting with the effort as his moans became cries that turned to straight out yelling. Success.
“Now!” Grasping her hips, he held her in place as he pushed upward. The strong pulsing of his cock sent her over the edge. Tossed in the rolling seas of a powerful climax, she added her hoarse shouts to his as the waves crashed against her trembling body.
The celebration deep in her core slowly grew quiet as she sucked in air. Cole looked as dazed as she felt. “How’re you doin’, cowboy?”
He swallowed. “This is the best morning of my life.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. No contest.” He met her gaze as he caressed her hips and slid his hands up her back. “Thank you.”
“I had a good time, too.”
He smiled. “I could tell. What does que alegria mean?”
“I said that?”
“A couple of times.”
“It means what joy.”
“What joy, indeed.” He stroked her back. “I have an idea. Let’s go saddle up Sparky and Sol.”
“Now?”
“If we hurry, we’ll have them back before feeding time. We can take carrots as an appetizer. I’m talking about a short ride to watch the sunrise.” His face was alight, like a kid’s on Christmas morning.
“Great idea, but I don’t have the right clothes.”
“Oh.” The eagerness in his eyes faded. “Of course you don’t. I didn’t think of?—”
“I just need ten minutes.” She wanted to bring back that happy expression she’d squelched. “I’ll run home and be back before you know it.” She eased away from him. “I’ll meet you in the barn.”
Grasping the condom, he sat up. “Are you sure? It’s not too much trouble?”
“It’s no trouble.” She noticed that her clothes, which she’d left on the floor, were neatly laid on an armchair in the corner. “Thanks for picking up my things.” She quickly pulled on her underwear.
“You bet.” He headed for the bathroom. “While you get changed, I’ll tack up the horses.”
“Alrighty.” She pulled her dress over her head and carried her boots out to the living room. “Don’t forget the carrots!” she called out as she put on her boots and picked up her coat from the living room floor. “We’ll need to bribe those horses to leave the cozy barn!”
“I know! Watch your step on the stairs!”
“Absolutely!” She hurried out the door but exercised care on those steps. The cold air was a shock that took her breath away, but her body hummed with heat and energy.
Claudie had left the front gate open and chances were good she was still dead to the world. Nevertheless, stealth was called for to make sure she didn’t wake up and slow the process.
After changing into jeans, a sweater and her riding boots, Mila grabbed a few clothes and threw them into a duffle along with her basic toiletries on the assumption she’d stay at Cole’s tonight, too. She wasn’t moving in, but it would be nice to have some of her stuff.
Then she was out the door again, wearing her red parka with the hood down because she’d put on her Stetson. She’d shoved her truck keys in the pocket for the trip to town later on.
Walking around to the front of the barn, she found Sparky and Sol tied to the hitching post. Sol was saddled and ready to go.
Cole appeared carrying Sparky’s blanket, saddle and bridle. “Wow, you’re fast!”
“Gotta beat the sun.”
“We will.” He carried the tack over to the hitching post. “Whatcha got in the duffle?”
