Page 80 of Searching for her Heart
“Oh, Sugar, you know it wasn’t your fault. These things happen, unfortunately. Sometimes it just takes one bad decision to ruin another’s life.” I had a feeling he was speaking from experience. A similar thing had happened to his brother.
“Tell me more about Apollo. Are you identical twins?”
“Yes, although I promise I am the more handsome one,” he says, making me laugh. “Apollo was always more serious than me. He took our parents’ rejection really hard, and he never felt like he fit in anywhere. I think it’s partly why I was so eager for things with Caroline to work out. I wanted him to know he wasn’t defined by his magic. If I am being honest, I think if I had really thought about it, I would have known she never would have truly accepted him. He was hoping he could hide it from her forever. But her parents were friends with ours, so I knew they wouldn’t be accepting of magic. But I had hoped she’d be like us and not judge him for having it. It’s not like he chose to have it.”
“That’s why he ran,” I say.
“Hmm?”
“You said after that he left, he never came back. It’s because he feels he’ll never be accepted as he is. He’d rather be alone than be treated like crap. I can understand that.”
He squeezes me tight and I feel his lips on my head. “Sugar, you are too perfect. Why couldn’t you have found us years ago?”
“I’m sorry, old man, I was probably a toddler when you were courting Caroline.”
“Why you little brat,” he says, before he starts tickling me where his hand sits on my belly, making me squeal. The horse gets a little agitated, so Indy stops tickling me to calm the horse.
His hand starts rubbing slow circles on my belly instead.Is his hand moving lower and lower or is it just me?I’m wearing a pair of my new pants today, not wanting to chafe my legs on the horse. They closely resemble wide legged dress pants, in a soft flowy lightpink material. They are super comfortable and thin… and as Indy’s hand moves lower and lower until his fingers graze my clit, I realize how thankful I am for the lightweight material. My hands move to Indy’s arm, and I’m not sure if I’m trying to halt him or encourage him.
“Indy,” I whisper breathily.
“Mmm, I miss you, Sugar.”
“Indy, I’ve been with you all day and we just had sex this morning,” I laugh out.
“That was hours ago, I want to feel you on my fingers. Will you be a good girl for me?” He starts rubbing my clit harder, making me moan. “If you do as you’re told, I’ll let you come all over my fingers, would you like that, Sugar?”
“Yes,” I hiss out. I was not one to turn down an orgasm by Indy’s powerful fingers.
“Undo your pants then put your hands around my neck.” I do as he says. His hand quickly finds my core as and he slides his palm against me. A finger runs through my folds before flicking my clit, making my fingers tighten on his neck. “Good girl. Keep your hands there, but you don’t have to stay quiet if you don’t want to.”
Why was everything he said turning me on? I didn’t have time to think about that as he wastes no time pressing two of his thick fingers deep inside of me. My back arches as I hiss out his name.
“Sit up a little, that’s a good girl,” he says as I do as I’m told, giving him more room to press into me. He starts thrusting his fingers in and out of my dripping pussy while his thumb rubs my clit. The motion of the horse moving, combined with his fingers and thumb, has my climax building quickly, and I feel myself so close to coming already.
“Indy, I’m going to come!” I tell him, unable to stop my hips from meeting the thrust of his fingers. But then he ramps up his efforts, his fingers moving me so quickly, it literallyfeels like he’s fucking the orgasm out of me, and I try and fail to hold in my scream as I crash hard over my peak, my whole body convulsing on top of the horse.
“That’s it, Sugar, ride it out. Fuck, you’re so sexy when you come.” His mutterings keep me coming even longer until I finally let go of all the tension and lean against him. He pulls his fingers out of my dripping pussy before sucking them into his mouth. “Mmm, I’ll never get used to your amazing taste, Sugar.” He drops his hand back down, using all of his fingers to try to wipe up my juices, he licks his hands and repeats the process. I know he’s trying to clean me up, but the action of him licking my juices off his fingers and him rubbing my pussy is making me hot all over again.
When he goes to wipe me again, I finally drop my arm down to grab his hand. “Indy, I can’t take anymore.”
“Oh, Sugar, and I am making you hot again?”
“Yes.” He laughs before wrapping his arm against my middle. I do up my pants and relax back into him.
“Relax, Sugar, I got you. It’ll be a little while before we stop, take a nap.”
“Thanks, Indiana, you’re the best.”
“Love you, little mate,” he whispers, kissing the side of my head.
“Love you, sir.” He laughs, and I smile, falling asleep in his arms.
After we stop for lunch, I decide to sit with Brax and Ry at the front of the wagon. I teach them eye spy and we play that for a while, until there isn’t much left to spy besides ‘tree,’ ‘rock’ and ‘horse.’
“Ry, you haven’t told me much about your life growing up, tell me something I don’t know.”
“What do you want to know?”
