Page 69 of His Wilde Little
“Always,” I whispered back.
Before we could get carried away, a knock came at the door. It was his mom, Martha, coming to collect a list of all the things we needed her to do for the horses while we were away. I didn’t want their schedule impacted too much with us being away. It was a short list, but they needed to be outside, given their treats for good behavior, and ridden, if possible. Similarly, a list I shared with Jace for our night away together.
It was going to be strange being away from the ranch and not around all the animals, but I was looking forward to a night with Jace, even if he was going to be spending a couple of hours with his friends, playing, or whatever it was they did when they were all together.
We’d packed two bags for the night. It might’ve looked like overkill, but it was definitely necessary. Once the list was handed off, we were out of the door and on our way to the B&B. We had most of the day together, all night, and tomorrow morning without any other responsibilities but to each other.
“I can’t remember the last time I was away from my family,” Jace said, sticking his tongue out slightly as he shimmied in his seat. “I mean, not counting the livestock shows because they’re usually there, so it’s different.”
“Well, it’s only going to be one night,” I told him. “So, hopefully you’ll manage.”
“That’s not what I’m worried about,” he said, continuing to wiggle around in the passenger seat. “What if I like it too much and I don’t want to go back?”
“And what would you do if you didn’t go back?”
He shrugged. “Maybe join a circus, isn’t that what people always do when they run away from home?”
“Yeah, when they’re kids, not when they’re adults and they don’t need to rely on the kindness of strangers to survive.” The same thought had crossed my mind as a kid, runaway, join a travelling circus, but I didn’t know my talent would’ve been—although I had less of those thoughts now, I knew exactly what I’d do at a circus. “I’d probably be an animal tamer if I was in the circus.”
“Like lions? Or horses?”
“Both. I’m also good with rope too, so—”
“Rope,” he said. “I didn’t see any that you packed. You can’t be that good if you didn’t bring any with you.”
I could only laugh at him, trying not to lose focus on the winding roads from the ranch. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, baby,” I told him. “But if you want to play with some rope, I won’t stop ya, but I don’t feel too comfortable with that in bed.”
“? Even if I consent.”
“I don’t think I have the right rope for all of that. Regardless of consent. I’d need to make sure the rope was you know, the stuff they use for that type of play.”
He giggled and hooked an arm around mine. “You’re so knowledgeable. Does that mean you’ve done it before?”
“I’ll let you in on a little secret, I’m quite vanilla, with the exception of this thing we have together,” I told him, referring to the Daddy stuff. That was as much spice as my vanilla got.
“I love it.”
“Love you,” I said, leaning slightly to kiss him. He nuzzled closer, making sure he got the full extent of my kisses.
The start of December was pretty chilly, which I had very little experience with, but that was nothing for the denim with the fur lining that I wore. Sure, it could get cold in the evenings in Texas sometimes, but it was never the type of cold that got into the bones. I was just reassured that it hadn’t started to snow yet, but promised the grounds would soon be blanketed in the stuff.
We got there and I was already missing the horses, at least this wasn’t me leaving them for a long time. Just the night.
The owners, Elijah and Ezekiel welcomed us in, and quickly showed us to the room we were staying in. A big room with a large bed and a several layers of blankets. As soon as the door was closed, we had our boots off, and Jace jumped onto the bed, bouncing around and sinking into all the fabric.
“Come in,” he said.
I glanced at the bags by the door. “You want to get into something a little more comfortable before we play?”
He paused. “Yeah, I wanna play.”
With one hand, I unbuckled my belt and pulled it out of the jean loops. “I want to finish all that teasing you started earlier, so the sooner you get into something comfy, the faster I can explore that body again.”
Almost rolling off the side of the bed, he caught him and rushed over to the bag where he emptied onto the floor. I didn’t rush to undress. I took my time, knowing we only had the afternoon before he was going to see his friends, and I wanted to get this off on the right foot.
With my jeans off and my cock chubbing in my underwear, I sat on the side of the bed, slowly unbuttoning my shirt, and also enjoying the way my body sank into the bed. It was like a marshmallow, ready to swallow me whole, and I let it. Laying back into it, I finished unbuttoning my shirt.
On the opposite side of the bed, Jace’s weight pulled at the duvet, climbing over to me. He poked his head over mine and kissed me on the forehead. He had one of the bear onesies in, that made him look like a giant teddy bear.
