Her eyes locked with mine, heated and earnest asking me for far more than just this moment.
“Always,” I promised, sealing the vow with a kiss that felt like coming home.
“You know what I was thinking about this morning?” I asked, my voice a low rumble filled with desire for my incredible woman.
“Hmm?”
“Those emerald waves that you love. The land rolling toward the mountains like it knows exactly where it belongs.” My arms tightened around her. “That’s how this feels, like finding where I’m supposed to be.”
Cassidy smiled against my skin, pressing a kiss to my chest right over the beating pulse of my soul. “Then maybe we should explore this territory a little more thoroughly,” she suggested, her hand sliding down my stomach with unmistakable intent.
My body immediately responded to her touch. “I thought you’d be tired,” I said, my breath catching as her fingers wrapped around me.
She raised herself up on one elbow, her eyes dancing with mischief. “You’re the one who promised to fuck me three times, cowboy,” she reminded me, shifting to straddle my hips. “And number two is going to be my gift to you.”
“So, I still owe you two more after this?” I asked, a smile touching my lips.”
“Oh yeah, absolutely.”
As she sank down on me, taking me deep inside her again, I knew with absolute certainty that I was falling in love with this woman. And the way she moved above me, her eyes never leaving mine, I dared to hope that she felt the same.
Chapter 41
Willow – Taylor Swift
Cassidy
Ihad done something that I’d never done in my life. Something I would never do again. Did I feel ashamed? A little, maybe. Did I feel guilty? A little, maybe. Would I go to hell for it? Probably not. Was it worth it?
“Oh my God, Gunner,” I gasped as he pulled out of me. “I think you’ve broken my vagina.”
Yes it was oh so worth it!
“Is that what you said when you rang in sick today?” He smiled against my lips before moving them to my neck and gently sucking on it.
“No, I told Suki I had the stomach flu. What was your excuse to Nash?” I swatted him away. “And don’t give me a hickey, I don’t look good in a turtleneck.”
“I didn’t have one. I just messaged Mikey with some instructions and said I’d be back after lunch.”
My heart sank, the disappointment real. “You’re not staying in bed with me all day?”
Gunner groaned and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me to him. “I’d love to, sweetheart, but I have a new horse coming in this afternoon and Dick Hazel is coming for an update.”
“Who’s Dick Hazel?” I rested my cheek on his chest and ran my finger up and down his sternum, all the while marveling at the hard ridges of his hard muscles.
“He’s a client and a pain in my damn ass. He tried to undermine me with his horse’s training, and it put him back weeks.” He sighed deeply. “It’s one of the things Charlie and I argued over.”
“Have you heard from her since she left?” I moved to trace a faint scar just above his hip bone. “What’s that?”
“I fell from a tree when I was seven or eight, had four stitches but luckily it wasn’t serious.” Reaching for my hand he linked our fingers together as I continued to run my finger along the raised skin. “That is entirely too distracting. What was the other question?”
I giggled and dropped a kiss to his shoulder loving that his smell would now be on my sheets again. “Have you heard from Charlie?”
“Yeah, she messaged to let me know she’d got home okay. I was worried about her driving a U-Haul all by herself, but she just had too much stuff to ship apparently. She lived in three rooms above the stables, how much stuff can one woman have.” He lifted his head from the pillow and looked over toward my shelves stuffed with books, cosmetics and purses and chuckled. “Yeah, maybe I get it.”
“Imagine if I had more room for more stuff?” I joked. “Oh, and a beautiful kitchen island.”
Gunner’s gaze snapped to mine, and something shifted in his expression. It looked like longing or maybe hope as his handcame up to tuck my hair behind my ear. “Yeah, imagine that,” he whispered.
