They finally went downstairs, made a delicious brunch and enjoyed it at the breakfast table overlooking the stable. Jayson told her he had to take care of the horses, and this time she offered to help. No more snooping. It hit her how far they’d come in such a short period of time.
Coats, gloves and boots on, they trekked through snow flurries to the barn, armed with apples for treats.
“Wow,” she breathed, unzipping her coat. Inside, it was heated and cozy, and the horses greeted Jayson with happy whinnies.
“This is Magnus and Daisy,” he introduced, offering his apple to the bigger of the two, who munched it enthusiastically.
Sabrina walked to the smaller horse’s stall and hesitated. Her experience with horses was extremely limited—pretty much nonexistent, actually—and the last thing she wanted was to lose a finger.
Seeing her hesitation, Jayson showed her how to hold the fruit. “Don’t worry, she’s very gentle.”
Trusting him, she extended her arm and held her breath as the horse nuzzled against her wrist then delicately plucked the fruit from her open hand and began to eat. Daisy turned out to be an absolute lady, and Sabrina laughed as the horse’s whiskers tickled her palm. “I don’t know much about horses. City girl here,” she admitted, sending him a sheepish smile.
“I never would’ve guessed,” he teased, and she slapped him on the arm.
“Hey! Doesn’t mean I can’t learn to appreciate being in the middle of nowhere.”
He turned to her, face serious. “You prefer the big city?”
“No.” She sighed. A little wistful as she looked around the barn. “The truth is, I’ve been unhappy living in Washington. I just wasn’t sure what to do about it.”
“Cielo Springs is definitely small-town living, but I grew up here. I can appreciate its charms.”
She stepped closer and toyed with the zipper on his coat, then dragged it down. “I’m learning to appreciate its charms, too,” she murmured, voice husky. Seductive. Her hand slid lower and she palmed his rising erection.
He hissed in a sharp breath. “Really?”
Lowering to her knees, she unbuttoned his worn jeans and worked the zipper down. Tugging his jeans and boxers down over his hips, she freed his cock. “Mmm-hmm.” She grasped himfirmly at the base and lightly licked his tip. “It’s really growing on me.”
Before he could respond to the double entendre, she sucked his hard length into her mouth.
“Fuck,” he ground out, hips jerking. His big hand slid through her hair and he grasped a handful, tugging just hard enough to make her scalp tingle. To make everything tingle.
Pulling back, she worked him with her hands and mouth, moaning between licks, squeezes and sucks. Because for the first time in her life, she was enjoying it. Giving oral sex had never been something she initiated, and it had always felt more like a chore. But not with Jayson. She loved hearing how his breathing sped up and turned raspy. Loved looking up and seeing the hot sizzle in his hazel eyes as he watched her with rapt attention, fully focused on every move she made. Especially loved the feel of him pulsing and growing. The man was huge. And watching him watch her was turning her on big-time.
Fueled by his desire, she slid a hand down her leggings and touched herself. God, she’d never been so aroused. Never felt so wet and wicked.
“Jesus,” he groaned, eyeing her every movement closely. When she hesitated, he commanded her to continue. “Don’t stop.” So growly and sexy. “Keep touching yourself.”
She obeyed, and her desire shot to an entirely new level as she rubbed her clit and sucked him deep. Moaning around him, she brought them both to a shattering climax. Jayson let out a roar as he jetted down her throat and she swallowed, then stiffened, falling against him as her orgasm swept through her body. His arms wound around her, holding on as she shook from head to toe.
Pulling her up onto unsteady feet, he snaked a hand around her wrist, lifted it and sucked her fingers clean. “Do you have any idea how amazing you are?” he asked.
At a loss for words, still trembling, she pressed her face against his chest and felt him kiss her head.
“So fucking amazing,” he murmured.
After spending all day again with Sabrina, Jayson got a text from Lex telling him to get his ass down to Old Glory. Apparently, everyone was there, and they wanted him to bring Sabrina and have a drink. Or ten. Because Lex had included a whiskey emoji followed by a few party hat emojis. And Jayson knew that meant Brand must’ve brought down the top shelf whiskey and was being very generous.
He told Sabrina they didn’t have to go, but she said it sounded like fun. Secretly, he was happy she wanted to hang out with his friends. They always made him laugh and he enjoyed spending time with them. And for whatever reason, he wanted her to like them, too.
While she ran home and got ready, he took a quick shower and changed into a fresh pair of jeans and dark green Henley. Pulling on a plaid flannel and letting it hang open, he slipped on his boots and leather jacket. His mind couldn’t seem to shut off, and as he glanced through the windows toward her house, thoughts of Sabrina and all they’d done over the past few days teased him relentlessly.
Being with her was exciting and, at the same time, effortless. Unlike Tara, who’d always been unhappy and hot-headed, Sabrina was strong without being tempestuous. She had adaring nature, yet she wasn’t reckless. Because of her job and training, rather than be jealous of or frustrated with his Ranger background and missions with the Motley Crew, she seemed to appreciate what he did, and how it worked into his life.
The more he thought about it, the more he longed for a future with her, whatever that might be. He was absolutely open to negotiation. The last thing he wanted to do was pull her away from her job, her father and the life she already had back in D.C.
When Sabrina returned, he couldn’t resist pulling her close and kissing her. She looked gorgeous, and he was tempted to forget going to Old Glory in favor of stripping her naked and fucking her up against the nearest wall.
