Page 139 of Stables

“The best.” She exhales then climbs into the dark recesses of the limo.

I slide in next to her, while Libby and Paisley move near the front so they can look through the clearer windows.

It leaves Char and I in the shadows.

Wrapping my arm around her slim shoulders, I pull her knees over my thigh so I can hold her close.

Her fingers wedge between her leg and the tight denim over my crotch.

When she begins to stroke the seam of my jeans concealed by the folds of her dress, I know she’s just as eager to get back to the room as I am.

“Do you know what I can’t wait for?” My mouth finds the sensitive skin beneath her jaw.

“Hmm?” Her nail bounces over every stitch, making a throbbing tempo through my loins.

Tracing her shoulder down, I let my thumb drift across her nipple, reveling in it budding through the thin fabric of her dress. “To watch you come for the first time as my wife.”

Her temple falls gently against my chest as her light touch starts at my lips, burns down my chin and Adam’s apple, then loops the hollow of my throat.

As if she’s memorizing me with her tender caress.

“My husband,” she murmurs.

I can feel her damp tears soaking through my shirt. But with the fire blazing within me, I’m sure it will turn to steam any moment.

The door to the limo opens to the bright foyer of the hotel.

It’s hard to walk with my cock so full of desire.

She presses her back to me in the elevator, thankfully hiding the uncomfortable bulge that is begging for release.

“You kids have fun now!” Libby giggles, scooping up Paisley and running down the hall to her room.

Holding the card to the electronic lock, I keep Char from going in when I kick it open. “I may be broken, but I’ll be damned if I let you walk across the threshold on our first night.”

I crouch, then pull her over my shoulder, grasping her hips so I can carry her one armed into our suite.

Pressing her against the wall, I let her slide slowly down my body until her mouth is level with mine. “I don’t ever want to put you down.”

She smiles, wrapping her arms around my neck, she tilts my hat back. “That’s going to make riding horses awkward.”

“You can ride me instead.” My thigh works between her knees, bracing her between the paneling and my feverish flesh.

Finding her soft lips lights a fuse that flashes through me.

I’ve never wanted her as badly as I do now. It’s a whole new level of desire knowing that she’s given herself to me. And that she’s taken ownership of my heart.

Something I never knew I could let live outside of my body.

But it’s hers.

Two armies war within me. One wants to claim her quickly, fully consummating our new bond. The other wants this night to last forever.

I wish both could win.

Yet as her nails scratch their way down my back and loop into my jeans, I’m beginning to think the first may be in the lead.

She finds the buttons on my shirt, only pausing long enough to let me lift her pretty pink dress over her head.

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