It wasn’t. The brief beginnings she’d overheard of the conversation between Slade and his father still bothered her. She knew she was probably overstepping, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly off in that scenario. “I wanted to talk to you a bit about yourfather.”
She watched Slade fight to keep his features expressionless. The blank stare of his wide clear eyes was fixed on her. She swallowed hard, hoping to dislodge the discomfort of his heavygaze.
“What could you possibly have to say about my father,darlin’?”
“Before I left with Aaron to go shopping, I had to go upstairs to my room to get my purse. I overheard you and your father talking to oneanother.”
He shifted in his seat, his back straighter, his gaze more focused. “What exactly did youhear?”
“Nothing, just the first few sentences of your conversation. Mama Indy came to tell me Aaron had arrived before the two of you could get into it. But Slade, the few words I did hear pass between you seemed very strained…angry. I don’t ever think I’ve ever heard you sound so hard, scary. It was obvious to me something isn’t quite right between the two of you. Is everythingokay?”
Slade pulled his palm down his face, wiping away some of the tension resting on his brow. “Mandisa, my father and I don’t really see the world the same. We’re complete opposites in almost all aspects of our lives. What you overhead was just us being us. I’m flattered that you’re so concerned, but really, there’s nothing to worryabout.”
“You’recertain?”
An easy smile played on his lips, and he leaned forward, placing a quick peck on her mouth. “There’s nothing wrong. Bull and I butt heads all the time. This is nothing new. Don’t you worry aboutit.”
He moved in closer, placing warm lips on the sensitive curve of her neck. Sparks of fire ignited underneath her skin, causing her to moan in pleasure as his mouth moved up her neck until it met the soft flesh of herearlobe.
“Now, are we gonna sit here all night talking about my daddy issues, or are you gonna ride withme?”
She pulled away from him slightly, stood up, and climbed on Slade’s lap, straddling him, planting her cunt directly over the print of his crotch. “I want to go riding, but just not the kind you were planningon.”
Mandisa could see intrigue twinkle in Slade’s eyes as he caught on to her true meaning. His lips curved into a perfect smile mixed with excitement and amusement. She ran a tender finger across his lips, loving the easy way he had about him. Slade never seemed too worried about anything, a trait she wished she could adopt. He just let life happen, let it be whatever it was going to be and enjoyed the ride as he went. How sweet must this man’s life be? How sweet could hers be if she’d only take a lesson fromhim?
His easiness was one of the things that attracted her to him. Well, aside from the god-like body and his amazing skills in the sex department, his ability to let things happen called to her. It made her want to let herself go when it came to him. She wanted to not think about any of the circumstances surrounding their meeting and her arrival here. She simply wanted to experiencehim.
She wasn’t certain if she could live this way permanently, but for her remaining time in Texas she planned to just enjoy Slade and all he had tooffer.
Slade’s hands traveled up her thighs and curved around her ass, pulling her down on his crotch as he pushed his hips up, grinding his semi-hard cock between her pussy lips. She pressed her lips hard against his, demanding entrance and sighing with relief when he finallycomplied.
The absolute fire that blazed from the simple touch of tongue against tongue made her body burn. Mandisa needed Slade in the worst way, and all these damn clothes he’d made her put on in preparation for their horseback ride were preventing her from getting what she needed from him rightnow.
Why can’t clothes just fall off from a simple kiss like they do in themovies?
“Can anyone see us out here?” She spoke quickly in between their kisses, too needy to stop and have a properconversation.
“The bunkhouse where my hands live is down the road on the other side of the stables. If someone wanted to look, they could. I doubt it, but the possibility doesexist.”
She tempered their kissing for just a moment to digest what he’d said. “You care if anyone sees us outhere?”
He shook his head, then moved his hand up to cup one of her breasts. “My land, my house. I do what I please. Anyone else has two options: enjoy the show orleave.”
He moved in closer, threading his fingers through her braids, angling her head to expose her neck. He bit into the soft flesh there, sending shivers through her body, pulling a low moan from her lips as the light stubble on his face added to the myriad ofsensations.
“Condoms?” Her question hung in the air for a few moments before he pulled back to look up ather.
“In the house,” he groaned. “I packed some in my knapsack to take with us on our ride. But…” He leaned in to kiss her again, nipping at her bottom lip with his teeth while he lifted his hips, pressing his cloth-covered flesh into her mound. “…you distractedme.”
She smoothed a slow hand down his chest and abs until it was resting on his crotch. She gave it a gentle squeeze and watched Slade close his eyes inresponse.
“So if I want this, I either have to go in the house or goriding?”
He pressed himself into her palm. The sight of him with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth as he moved his hips to get more friction from her grip made her clitthrob.
“Sweetie, ain’t a chance in hell of me being able to ride a horse right now. I’d hurtmyself.”
She cringed at the image his words created. Him hurting that beautiful cock of his was not on her agenda. She needed it, had plans for it, and none of those plans included pain. Well, not the bad kind ofpain.
