I’ve been nervous throughout dinner. And I’m pretty sure Reece is about to kill me.
“Would you relax? Enjoy that last bit of steak and have a good time.” She kicks at my boot under the table.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.”
“He doesn’t suspect a thing. We’re always together. Always going out to Bozeman together. It’s fine.”
I take a deep breath. She’s right. Everyone always thinks we’re dating anyway. It’s not like dating is actually any different. At least to the outside world. I take a sip of my beer and let my shoulders drop a little, releasing some of the tension.
“See. Was that so hard?” Her hand slides across the table, palm up, waiting for me to take it.
“No, smartass. It wasn’t.” I grin over the rim of my beer. “You think you’re ready to get out of here? I do believe I have some making up to do for earlier.”
“Say no more. I’m definitely ready to go.”
I sign my name to the receipt and she practically pulls me out of the restaurant. When we get to the truck, I open her door and lift her up to the seat, pulling her toward me. I fist my hand into her hair and pull her to me, kissing her.
“How fast can you drive?” She mumbles into my mouth.
“Depends if Old Chief O’Reilly is watchin’ the roads tonight.”
She laughs as I shut the door and test the speed limits until we get to the ranch, then I flat ignore them.
I skid to a stop in front of the house and have the car in park within seconds. Luckily, she’s already half out of the truck and running to the front door.
“You better run, Reeces Pieces, because I have plans when I catch you.”
Her giggle sounds through the house as she races off to the bedroom.
I toe off my boots and start unbuttoning my shirt on my way to find her. The sight that greets me when I get there is just as good as what I found after the shower when she was bent over that damn suitcase.
She’s lounging on my bed in barely there clothes, on her side with her head resting on her palm. Her tits are being pushed together, offering the best view of all.
“I told you red was my favorite color.” I toss my shirt into the hamper.
“What are you going to do to me?”
I slip my jeans down my legs, tossing them along with my socks. I’m left in nothing but my boxers. Picking her up, I jump onto the middle of the bed with her. I hover over her body, taking in the set she’s been teasing me with since December.
“First, I’m going to kiss you. Remind you how special you are and how lucky I am to have you.” I kiss her lips, then trail a path down to her breasts. “Next, I’m going to appreciate the fuck out of this.” Slipping a finger into the lace I tweak her peaked nipple before sucking it into my mouth through the lace.
She moans and arches her back to my touch. Getting to explore her body and find out how she reacts to me is sexy as fuck.
“What next?” she whispers.
“Are you attached to these?” I snap her underwear on her hip.
“I do enjoy them, yes.” She smirks.
Sitting back on my heels, I take her in. Reaching into the cups of her bra I slide them down so her breasts are exposed to me and lean back again, making a decision about the underwear.
“Fuck it. I’ll buy you a new pair.” After giving her nipples equal attention, I lean down, ripping the side of her underwear between my teeth before moving to the other side.
I kiss each hip traveling down to her inner thigh.
“Shit. That was fucking sexy. I never knew I wanted my underwear ripped off my body.” She stares down at me as I kiss my way down to her ankle.
“I aim to please, Reeces Pieces.” Moving to the other leg, I reach up, placing my hand over her breast, relishing how they fill my hands and give me enough to play with.
