She laughs, her face flushing. “I mean, I know you must have horses here, but...I meant...like one that’syours.”
"Yes, little filly, I have a horse that’s mine. A few, actually.” I pull her along. “Let me introduce you.”
She hesitates a little before letting me pull her into the barn. “I’ve never…”
“Been in a barn?”
She shakes her head. “Remember when I told you I grew up in the city? Yeah, well, I didn’t exactly spend weekends in the country.”
“Don’t worry, sweetheart.” I squeeze her hand, slowing just enough to look back at her. “I’ll make sure your introduction to cowboy life is a proper one.”
“I’d say you already have.” She blows me a sassy kiss, and I can’t help but shake my head at the way her cute confidence only seems to grow the longer she’s away from her awful stepsister.
“This is Valero.” I lead her to the stall where my stallion is happily munching oats. The moment he hears my voice, he lifts his massive head to greet me. “Hey, buddy. Good to see you, too.”
I scratch his nose and urge Maisey to do the same.
“He’s huge.” Her eyes are wide with awe as she takes in his full height. Valero is a big guy, but he’s perfect for my six-two frame.
“He’s too big for you, for sure,” I tell her. “But this…” I lead her a few stalls down to a pretty, dappled mare. “This is Pico.” I scratch her nose in greeting. “She’s a spicy little filly,” I tell Maisey. “A lot like you.”
“Oh, yeah?” She smacks me lightly on the chest, but I catch her wrist in my hand.
“Case in point.” I grab her other tiny wrist, and having her properly contained, I push her up against the barn wall, pinning her arms above her head. “I thought maybe you were tired, sweetheart.”
The way her breath is coming in throaty pants tells me my wife is definitely not tired for what I have in mind.
My mouth crashes to hers, pulling from her sweet mouth the kisses I’ve been thinking of since we left that hotel room. She gives them willingly, her tongue twisting eagerly with mine.
Her hips buck off the wall, needy for more. I press my hips against hers to hold her still. I like my little filly wild, but that doesn’t mean I won’t enjoy taming her from time to time. At least long enough to make her come.
I keep her hands above her head and, using my free hand, skim it down the length of her body to the hem of her little dress,which has been teasing me with a flirty hem dancing over her bare thighs all day.
“I’ve wanted to do this all day, sweetheart.” My fingers find her panties, already soaking for me. “Good girl. You’re so wet for me.”
Her pupils blow out at my choice of words.
Noted.
I file that piece of information away for later and focus on my task. Hooking a finger in the elastic of her panties, I drag them aside and slide one thick finger into her wet heat.
“Oh, Travis. Oh.” Her knees buckle, but I have her pinned. She’s not going anywhere.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.”
I add a second finger, pulling another gasp from her. “That feels so—oh! Travis!”
“That’s right.” I press my chest against her and press my mouth against hers again, taking the kiss I want. When I pull back, I let my lips brush her ear, my voice low and rough. “I told you I’d handle your introduction to cowboy life, Maisey. This is only one of many lessons I plan on giving you this month.”
“Yes.” The word breaks apart into a moan when I circle the pad of my thumb over her rock-hard clit. She’s got to be beyond sensitive after all the attention I’ve paid to that pretty little bud over the last twenty-four hours, but I can’t seem to stop myself.
The way she arches into my hand, chasing more, damn near wrecks me.
Her slick is running down my fingers as I thrust, twisting in and out of her pretty pussy.
“Travis, it’s too much. I’m going to?—”
“You’re going to come for me again, sweetheart,” I tell her. “Now that you know just how good it feels to shatter for me, and I know how fucking amazing it is to make it happen, I plan to do it over and over again. It’s all just part of the package of being mypretty little wife." I thrust harder, angling my fingers until I find the magical spot she probably didn’t even know was there.
