“Did you just say ‘no’ to me? I thought we agreed we would listen to each other.” Gabe’s mouth crashed into hers. He pulled a strand of her hair tight. “Ivy, what am I going to do with you?”
“Agree to buy the place downtown.”
Gabe laughed. “Got to weigh all options.”
The downtown house was super cute with two floors of sleek contemporary living, and though the footprint was small, there was a small bonus room upstairs off the main hallway, a rooftop patio and a garden in the tiny backyard.
“I want to see it again,” Ivy said.
“Then we’ll view it again. Want to see the neighbourhood one again?”
Ivy frowned. The other house was four bedrooms, in the suburbs, in a great school district, but it came with the commute she didn’t want.
“No.”
“Okay, Princess. You know I will give you anything.” Gabe kissed her long and slow.
“That was a great ride today, Gabe. Thanks for being brave and trying out Menace.” Mrs. McNeil came down the steps, her keys in her hands.
“He’s a great horse.”
“You’re a natural with them. You know, I’m always looking for help around this place, if you’re interested.”
“I have time,” Gabe said.
“Perfect, maybe we can work something out. Ivy, I got to go and pick up Jenny from her clarinet practice. Can you guys make sure the lights are off before you leave?”
“Sure, Mrs. McNeil. Thanks for today.”
“Anytime. It’s nice having you home. Take care.” Mrs. McNeil waved.
Gabe slipped his hand in hers.
“You want to work around here?”
“Dr. Laktur said I needed to explore new hobbies. It’s not stressful, I don’t feel angry around the horses, the nightmares have been gone since I’ve quit Team Stealth; I think this is the fresh start we needed.”
Ivy’s heart lurched. She slipped her hand in his as they walked back through the stable, Ivy making sure the lights were turned off.
“Do you mind having a stable hand as a Dom?” Gabe whirled her against the door of the tack room. His intensity sent her pussy gushing.
“You know I don’t. I might even buy you a horse.”
Gabe laughed. “I don’t need a horse, Princess. I do need you.” His hands slid down her hips. Going to her waistband, he unzipped her jeans, his fingers underneath her panties. He rolled them down as Ivy breathed in his masculine scent. They were surrounded by leather and hay, sweat and dirt, and Ivy couldn’t think of a better place to be.
The hotel room was great, but this was purely them, the spontaneity that had been missing for so long. Gabe’s mouth pressed on hers until she opened for him, giving him all the access he wanted. His hand pushed down her jeans; Ivy felt the cool air on her ass as Gabe grabbed her, kissing her neck.
In two minutes, Ivy had his pants off and down, his cock free in her hand, as she stroked his hard length.
“You are so gorgeous,” Gabe said.
“So are you,” breathed Ivy, as his hand squeezed her ass, his hand coming around to her mound, spreading her pussy lips wide.
He lifted her up and held her against the door. “Reach up and grab the hook.”
Ivy did, hoping it wouldn’t come down on her. “Hold on, baby girl, this is going to be fast and serious.”
As his lips crashed into hers, Ivy breathed in his musky scent, felt the ridges of his cock slide into her, and out and in again, long and slow, and then he was all serious as he arched her back, adjusted the angle just so, and Ivy screamed as he thrust deep in her.
