Page 109 of Burning Skies
Then I grab her new toy and flick it on. I set it gently against her clit as I fuck her, and it doesn’t disappoint. She shrieks yes and pulses around me. My cock jerks hard, and I come with a shout. I can barely think straight, but I manage to keep the toyon her. Her pussy muscles squeeze me as she claws at my thighs. Her orgasm seems endless as she milks me dry.
“Okay.” She laughs and reaches for me, and I drop the toy and lie over her to kiss her slowly.
When I flop on the bed and hold our sweaty bodies together, I stare at the candle.
And at all the gold jewelry that glitters behind it on her dresser.
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HONEY
In the morning,Beau’s quiet as he dresses. It makes me wonder if my father’s words wormed their way into his head.
I press myself to his back. “Thanks for coming over.”
Turning, he kisses me. “Sorry I have to go, but I have a ton of crap to do at the ranch.”
“I heard about the vendors. I’m so sorry.”
He shrugs. “Not your fault, darlin’.”
“Do you need help with anything?”
“Normally, I’d take you up on the offer, but I saw that huge stack of essays on your kitchen table. So no. You need time for your work.”
I jut out my bottom lip. “I don’t want to grade. It’s Saturday. I’d rather clean your tack or help you with your fencing or literally anything on the ranch. I’d like to see Paige’s chickens.”
“Careful, princess, or I’m gonna lock you away in my cabin.” With a groan, he hugs me. “You’re making this hard. Especially since you’re all naked and warm.”
Reluctantly, I let go of him. “I don’t want to keep you from your work.” But I want him to know what he’ll be missing, so as he stands there, I reach up to tie my hair in a messy bun. Then Ishrug on my pajama top, not bothering to button it up. Lastly, I pull on my underwear. Beau has a thing about my panties.
He grins as he watches me dress. “I know what you’re doing.”
“I’m just giving my boyfriend a show so he misses me.”
Shaking his head, he laughs and adjusts his erection. “If I miss you any more, I’m going to bend you over your couch.”
I grin and shove on my duck slippers. “Food for thought.” I follow him out into the living room. “Are you sure you can’t stay for breakfast? I’m not much of a cook, but I can make French toast.”
At the door, his eyes track over my body, pausing on my underwear. I grin and lean up to kiss him again. I want to ask when I’ll see him again, but that sounds needy. I don’t want to be that girl. He’ll call me when he wants to see me. He’s already invited me to his family’s for Thanksgiving, so at the very least, I’ll see him on Thursday.
Ugh, that feels like a lifetime from now when it’s only five days.
“See you soon, princess.”
Even though I want to attach myself to him like a human octopus, I nod and smile and wave bye like an adult.
When he’s gone, I sigh like a lovesick fool. This is bad.
I reach for my phone because I need someone to help me process. Even though I spoke to her the other day, I need my best friend. When Cynthia answers, I blurt it out. “Beau just left. My dad harassed him and is messing with their vendors. I was afraid he was going to scare Beau off, but then we had sex, and it was literally the most erotic night of my life.”
She snickers in my ear. “Damn, girl. You got the good D.”
“So good. I’m actually walking funny.” Someone knocks on my door. “Hold on. I think he’s back.” Maybe he forgot something.
Except when I open the door, it’s not Beau.
I gasp. “Ian. What are you doing here?”
