If only I could take Zoe back with me.He knew that was out of the question. She was city through and through and had no idea of farm-life. It was also clear she wasn’t interested in it. But that didn’t matter. They’d both agreed on hot, sexy fun over the next few days, and he was going to make the most of it.
“Might need more than one beer.”
Max rolled his eyes. This wasn’t going to be quite as easy as he thought. Plus, there was the beer for Jimmy, which he was now going to have to buy up. “Well, drink up quick then.”
Sam laughed. “That’s more like it.”
Max grimaced. “Course it is.”
He hoped Sam and Jimmy would drink real fast. He wouldn’t be responsible for his actions if they caused him to miss meeting up with Zoe.
“Well, it looks like last night did you a world of good,” Billie announced as Zoe walked into the sheep pavilion the next day.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Billie sat on a bale of hay, her shearing gear out and she was giving the parts a good rub over with oil. Least that’s what Zoe surmised her friend was doing. She really had no idea. And she wasn’t at all interested in finding out.
Why bother with a countryman then?She knew why. Because the sex had been hot. He was hot, and the way he drew pleasure from her body, she was definitely going back for another serve. Or rumble in the hay.I wonder what it would be like having sex in the hay.She looked at the hay Billie was sitting on. It didn’t really look that comfortable.I’d still like to try.
She wondered where they might hook up tonight. She shivered, the expectation of pleasure vibrated through her. This was so unlike her. And she loved it. Something had happened last night with Max, more than just the sex. It had opened up a side of her that she wanted to explore more. Hot lustful sex, lots of it, and as much as possible. After all, the Royal Show was ending next Sunday, and she wanted to make the most of it.
For as much as Max turned her internal sex drive too high, this was an encounter, an experience, nothing more. There was an endpoint.It should’ve been last night.But now she’d tasted a sexy, hot, country boy, and even with his attitude she wanted more.
“Like hell you don’t.” Billie smiled. “Bit of rolling in the hay did you good, you’re glowing.”
Zoe immediately felt the heat rise to her cheeks. It had been a fun, sexy night with Max, and he was the reason why she was here back at the show after a long day at work. There had been hours of researching, then she had to finish a report, and all the while she couldn’t help think of Max. Seeing him again. Getting naked, and extending the quickie that they had last night into something more. Her muscles clenched with the thoughts of what she wanted to do with him. Her tongue tingled wanting a reminder of what he tasted like.
“So you’ve come back for more then?”
“More of what?” She’d totally forgotten about standing there in the sheep pavilion next to Billie. And she hated to think of the quality of work she produced today. She’d gotten it done, but there was no way it would’ve been to her usual standard. And with Max filling her mind with dirty thoughts she wasn’t sure she even cared.
“This is where I get worried about you.”
“I thought you said I was glowing?” Zoe went to lean against the fence, but at a closer look, she saw what might have been rust or something else, so she decided to keep standing. Once again she wasn’t wearing clothes that were suitable for the show. Today had been a warm spring day, and she’d worn a tight skirt to work, with a soft flowing shirt over a lycra top to hide her bra. She didn’t want to give the wrong idea to the men she worked with. She might behave easy and free with Max, but that wasn’t what she usually did.
This was a once off. She was at least clear to herself about that. And while she was exploring her lustful side openly, she was going to enjoy every second of it.
“You are, but I thought it was a once off.” Billie took out a brush and scrubbed some piece of metal that looked like a comb.
Zoe shrugged her shoulders. She didn’t like having to explain herself. “We’ve made it clear that this is just fun, nothing more.” Not having expectations turned her on even more. This was pure, hot sex. Fucking. Giving and taking pleasure.
Billie rolled her eyes and sighed. “Here, hold this.”
Zoe stepped forward to take the polished piece of metal comb-like thing from Billie. “Ahh.” Her heel caught in the grating of the wooden flooring. “What the hell?” She looked down to see her black leather heel stuck firmly in the gap between the two pieces of wood. “Bloody hell, I only got these shoes last month.”
Zoe had worn low heels though and no stockings, only because she didn’t want the fuss of having Max struggle to take them off later tonight.What if he changed his mind?Her stomach twisted with such a thought, and not for the first time today. It was better thinking of that than her stuck heel, and potentially ruining another pair of shoes. There had been a hint of doubt whispering in her mind all day. They hadn’t exchanged phone numbers, only set a time to meet today after her work.
Brazen.
Stupid.
Fuck, it turned her on.
“Really, I can’t take you anywhere.” Billie sighed heavily as she stood up. “Don’t move, I’ll help you.”
“I’m not an invalid,” retorted Zoe. She wriggled her leg and pulled. Her foot slipped out of her shoe. “Fuck.” Her expensive leather shoe was stuck between the gap in the wooden grating.
“Why the hell have flooring like this around here. It’s got to be a safety hazard.”
