Page 16 of Ride 'Em Hard
Chapter Eight
“Where are we going?” Honeypot pipes up. I knew I was scaring the shit out of Lexi when I told her about the Johnsons. Her eyes got big enough to light up the night sky, but I had to let her know the severity of the situation. It’s not like Buck and Cletus are anything I can’t handle, it was the thought of Lexi being there that concerned me. The possessiveness I feel for her is messing with my head, and of course my other head is twitching against her ass and I’m getting hard as fuck for her.
The thought of any one of those Johnson fucks getting near her makes me crazy.
The Johnsons are unpredictable, and that makes them dangerous, every damn one of them, including their mother, grandparents and relatives going all the way back. That family has been a rat’s nest to deal with since they bought the land next to ours back in my grandpa’s day.
What the hell they were trying to pull today with Doc I have no idea, but I do know Doc can take care of himself, and even the Johnsons aren’t stupid enough to mess with the only doctor around for miles.
I tuck my head down, feeling Lexi’s silky hair against my cheek. “We’re heading to my place, sexy.” I want to add,So I can take my time fucking your brains out, making you scream my name, but don’t. She doesn’t say anything, but I’m sure she knows what’s coming. Lexi’s big brown eyes tell me everything, and this girl wants to be fucked, and fucked good.
I’ll bet her pussy is dripping on the saddle and she’s thinking of the all the ways she’ll wrap her sweet lips around my cock and suck me off. My cock is banging into her ass now, pulsing and probing, fucking dying to get into her tight wet pussy.
“See it?” I point to the spread I built afterShut Up and Hold On, the movie that set me up financially for life.
“That”—Lexi points—“is your house? It looks like a resort. It’s pretty hard to miss.”
“Got that right, darlin’.” Angel sees the house too and picks up her pace. I scan the property for signs of Johnson riffraff and don’t see any. Not that I was expecting to. They’ll have to take the long way here, by car.
Angel stops at her hitching post in front of the house. I wish I could see Lexi’s face and her reaction to my place. It isn’t stupid big, but it does have a certain presence. Why I feel the need to impress her, I don’t know. Maybe it’s because she didn’t throw herself at me like most women do. Maybe there’s something in her eyes that tells me she’s different from all the rest. Maybe it’s her sweet curves, or the way she moves. I just don’t know.
Without a word, Lexi moves to get off Angel. I wrap my hands around her waist and hold her against me. Looking down over her shoulder, I see her nipples poking through her shirt, and I can almost taste them. Just as I suspected, Lexi’s been thinking about me too.
Nuzzling into her velvet neck and breathing in her scent, I say, “You know the drill, darlin’.” I stop myself from kissing her neck. As soon as I get her in the house, I’ll have all the time in the world to taste every inch of her. “I get down first.”
Lexi’s acting like she’s frozen and doesn’t respond, but I know she’s taking in every word. “You’re going to need all the strength you have, baby girl.” I let that thought settle, and dismount. Lexi passes her crutch down to me and I lean it against the hitching post.
Getting into position next to Angel, I look up and stretch my arms out to Lexi. “No weight on your bad ankle, just drop. Let me do all the work.” I want to add,Let me take care of you, but don’t—because what’s gotten into me? I don’t even know her. But she looks so innocent sitting up there in that saddle, in Doc’s old T-shirt, that every part of me is screaming to defend her, keep her safe and keep her as mine.
Lexi gives me a double take, seeming to mull it over, and then swings her good leg over Angel. After a flash of lacy panties, I’m holding her again. Fuck, I could get used to this.
She drapes her arm around my neck and rests against my shoulder. Lilacs and some other girly smell waft up from her hair, setting my cock on fire. I’m minutes away from fucking her hot, tight pussy.
I get a firm hold on Lexi, my hand tucked around her arm, my rough fingers brushing her soft, curvy breast. I’m about to explode, so close to finally being alone with her. Me jacking off while she slept last night doesn’t count.
“A lot of people are probably wondering where I am.” She shifts in my arms when I open the front door. “You have cell service here, right?”
“Yeah, and cable,” I say, my voice turning into a snarl at the thought of her leaving. “I also have refrigeration and indoor plumbing...”
“Well, my phone’s probably dead, and the charger is in my rental. I’m going to need to use yours, if that’s okay.”
I want to laugh because she’s acting so blasé. Does she think she’s getting away from me so easily? Think I don’t know exactly what to do to that sweet body of hers to make her beg to stay? “I’m sure there’s something around here that will fit your phone. I told you, we’ll do everything you want to do. No one’s forcing you to stay.” Although it might take me a while to find that charger...
After kicking the door closed behind us, I carry her into the main room, past the dining room table. The housekeeper put some fresh flowers out, and they’re scattered in vases around the place. The floor-to-ceiling river-rock fireplace I built isn’t lit, but the place looks homey.
I gently set Lexi down on the oversized couch in front of the fireplace and crouch down in front of her knees. God how I want to tear off her shirt with my teeth and lap up every inch of her.
Eyeing the room, Lexi scoots back, leaning against the cushion, and the couch swallows her up. Her pretty gaze comes back to me, studying my face. I raise my brows. “Cat got your tongue?”
She heaves a sigh as she fiddles with a pillow. “No, I just didn’t picture you living in a house like this.”
I lean in close. Her cheeks flush pink, and she tries to avoid my gaze, but I don’t let her. I’m enjoying this too much. “So you’ve been picturing me, have you?”
