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“If ya wanted to force me to be quiet, there are more fun ways to keep my mouth busy that’ll benefit both of us.” A slight lift of her shoulders tells me exactly what she’s implying. “Jesus Christ.” My cock heard that one. She catches me adjusting myself and smirks.
“Such a good girl you are,” he praises,
“I’m almost there if you want me to pull out.” Desperately, I shake my head. I didn’t get on my knees in a dirty food truck I broke into just for him to come in his hand.
“You put your fingers anywhere near your pussy, I’ll tie your wrists back and leave ya in here.” “You wouldn’t dare.” “I said I wouldn’t murder you. Never said I wouldn’t leave you orgasm-starved.” “At that point, just end my misery and strangle me.”
“Noah.” I pant, moving a hand between her thighs and swiping a finger through her slit. “Are you sure you want this?” She leans back with an arch brow. “Don’t go soft on me now, cowboy,” she says, lowering her eyes to my groin. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t, so whatever you need to hear from me to validate what you’re about to do to me, I’ll say.” Amused, I arch a brow and wait. “You have my full consent to fuck me against every surface of this place. I give you consent to put your hands, tongue, and mouth all over my body. Hell, do you want it in writing?” My head falls back with laughter
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“This dress needs to come off.” I pull on the fabric, but she stops me before I can lower it. “Pull it above my head. No rippin’ my favorite dress like a caveman.” “I thought women liked that,” I tease, playing with the straps. She snorts. “In romance novels.” “You read those?” “Before bed usually. Mostly Viking and monster smut.” My brow quirks up. “I’m not even gonna ask what that is.” “Best for your ego not to.”
Holy shit. “Your nipples are pierced.” She looks down. “Oh, wouldn’t ya know. That they are.”
“Is that eight separate times or all before I let you come?” “You tell me. You’re the one who likes the number eight.”
It’s one thing to make the walk of shame at seven in the morning, but it’s shameful to do it commando. And I am a classy Southern lady, after all. With the exception of last night.
He’s forty-four. Exactly twice my age. Okay, so it’s not that bad. He doesn’t even look forty. It could be worse. He could be fifty. But then I blink, reread his full name, and it does. It gets so much worse. Fisher Underwood.
RIP Noah Hollis. Died of humiliation while covered in horse shit in front of her one-night stand who turned out to be her ex’s dad and is twice her age. And now the new farrier on her family’s ranch.
I pinch the bridge of my nose and wonder what in the Jerry Springer have I gotten myself into.
“Who better than the ranch princess herself?” “How’d I earn that name?” I’d rather call her AJ or Goldie, but that’d breach our “friends only” agreement, considering it’d only make us think of our forbidden night together.
I’ve been dreading this for two days. How the hell am I supposed to sit next to my ex-boyfriend and pretend I’m not thinking about his dad whispering in my ear what a good girl I am for taking his dick so well?
“What’s your poison?” he asks once we squeeze our way to the bar. Men twice my age. And off-limits. “I’ll start with a mojito. Or wait, maybe a Long Island Iced Tea.”
“And a Screwdriver.” I furrow my brows, wondering how he came up with that one. After she sets both drinks down, he hands her his card, and as he slides the yellow liquid-filled glass in front of me, he brings his mouth to my ear. “Because we’re both screwed. Enjoy.” His whisper sends shivers down my spine as his free hand wraps around the back of my stool.
“Just promise you won’t resent me if this goes wrong.” More specifically, he loses his son forever, and I’d be to blame for that. “I have a lot of regrets in my life, Noah. Lovin’ you would never be on that list. I wanna know you beyond our physical attraction.”
“I love those things about you.” “Then...somethin’ else.” Dipping down, I kiss the tip of her nose. “I wish I had died that day so you woulda been spared this pain.” Her eyes bug wide. “Why would you say that?” I shrug. “Because it’s true. Stayin’ alive has caused more people pain than if I had just died. Jase wouldn’t have felt abandoned, Mariah wouldn’t have had to divorce me, and you woulda never met me. Maybe Jase and you woulda worked out in the end after all. Who knows.” “I hope you don’t mean that. If you’d died, I woulda spent a lifetime alone, waitin’ for you to show up because you’re
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her head furiously. “Not a chance in hell. Meetin’ you changed my life, and even if we can’t be together, you will still always be the one for me. I’d rather be alone than settle for second best.” “Don’t say that. You deserve to be happy, and I know someone out there will do a way better job than I ever could.” “I know you want that to be true, but it just isn’t.”
“Don’t wait around for me. I need to be here for Jase. I can’t get distracted or lie to him any more than I already have. Please, I need you to move on. Find someone who can give you the life you want. Get married, have babies, build your own little ranch family. We both know I can’t give you that.” She swallows hard and pushes her fists against my chest. “Now you really are pissin’ me off.” Good. Then she won’t hold on to hope we can somehow make this work. “I’m twice your age, Noah. You’re smart enough to know we’d never be accepted by your family or even the town.
“G’night, Noah.” I stand in her doorway. After a moment of silence, she clears her throat. “I wish I could hate you for makin’ me fall in love with you, but you’re the Taylor Lautner of exes.”
“Noah...” His warning tone makes me smile. “You really are an AJ, aren’t ya?” “There’s no adrenaline rush like sex in the shower on one foot.” He snort-laughs. “It’s like you try to find ways to get hurt.” “Says the former bull rider. You’d be in there with me, and I know you’d keep me safe.”
