I giggle and squirm closer. “I ran out of body wash. I’ve been more than happy to bathe in your manly aroma.”
He treats himself to another whiff. “I’d rather put my scent on you the old fashioned way.”
“Be my guest,” I purr.
Grady flips our position in a single beat. He crawls over and lowers on top of me with a groan. Our naked limbs twine together within seconds. An idea strikes me just as he’s about to slide in.
I push on his chest. “Wait.”
He startles and props up on an elbow. “Care to repeat that? Pretty sure I misheard you.”
“I have an idea.”
“Does this involve simultaneous orgasms?”
“Yes.”
“All right then.” His dick twitches against my core as he lines us up again.
“Wait!” I giggle.
His forehead hits my shoulder. “Killing me, Sutt. I’m no longer familiar with that word when it comes to you and sex.”
“My parents are going out of town. I told them I’d feed the horses.”
“You choose to bring this up now?”
I sweep some stray strands out of his eyes. “Wanna join me?”
“Afraid of a big, bad wolf?”
I dance my toes along his calf. “I might need your help.”
“That involves us getting dressed.” He nudges his eager insistence into me, steely hard against velvet soft. “Staying right here is much more promising.”
I wiggle out of his intended target zone. “I have something else in mind while we’re there.”
“Another surprise?”
I nod. “Yes. The last one turned out well, right?”
“It did.”
“And this one has been a long time coming.”
A quiver skates over my body. “Those words from your mouth ruin me, Sutt.”
“Is that a yes?”
Grady kisses me, a slow slide of lips that delves deeper. I loop my arms around him while brushing our tongues together. We share a groan and I’m almost regretting hitting the pause button.
He’s the one to pull away. “Never can deny you.”
I’ve never been more thankful that Grady bought a house within five miles of my family farm. We’re pulling up in front of the barn before the desire has cooled from my blood. I drag him toward the door, his hands already wandering up the exposed skin of my thighs. The skirt I’m wearing is definitely on purpose.
The smell of sawdust and leather are hanging heavy in the air. I lead him toward the ladder, making my intentions clear.
Grady’s cheek dents with a smile. “We haven’t been up there in years.”
