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“You are such a good girl,” he said, pressing a kiss to my stomach as I ran my fingers throughhis hair.
“Brian,” I said softly. “I can barely speak.”
The grin that spread across his face was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen.
“No need. On all fours, farm girl,” he commanded.
I happily obliged, scrambling onto my knees and throwing him a saucy look over my shoulder.
“My God,” he said, caressing my hips. “What did I do to deserve you?”
He stood and shucked his pants, then pulled a condom out of one pocket.
“Look at you,” I said. “Being the prepared one this time.”
His eyes glimmered in the low light. “I’m an optimist.”
He was sheathed and pushing inside me in the blink of an eye, his hands on my hips.
“That’s it.” He groaned. “Perfect. Relax, Jess. You’ve got this.”
I threw my head back, my nerve endings lighting up. He was both rough and gentle and hitting every single spot that drove me crazy. A cry escaped me, the aftershocks from the mega orgasm hitting. But damn if I wasn’t ready for more.
He ran his fingers gently down my spine while thrusting forcefully, making me feel safe and defiled all at once. I didn’t normally enjoy this position, but the feel of him dominating me made me feel safe and cherished. Like I was giving myself and my pleasure over to him, and he knew exactly how to take care of me.
Spreading me wider, he thrust deeper, making me cry out, causing my pussy to pulse around him. “You just got tighter,” he growled. “That’s it. Come again for me.” His fingers found my clit, and I almost blacked out, my arms shaking as he picked up the pace.
Just as I thought this man could not wring any more pleasure out of my forty-one-year-old body, I detonated, sheer bliss firing through every nerve ending as I moaned his name.
Cursing, he chased his own orgasm, following me quickly over the edge.
We lay on the sleeping bags, sweaty and spent, staring up at the moonlight sneaking through the roof trusses. “I fucking love Vermont,” he said, burying his face in my hair.
“I think farm life agrees with you,” I replied.
He kissed his way down my neck. “It could be that. Or I’m just in love with a hot farm girl.”
Chapter 34
Jess
“Do I need to come out and ask, or are you gonna give up the goods?” Sloane asked.
“Yes. It’s just us,” Lo purred. “We know something happened, and we’re so happy for you.”
She and Sloane had come to my restorative class tonight and had stayed after to help me stack the blocks and wipe down the mats.
Lana, who was extinguishing candles, smirked. She’d covered my classes while I was in Vermont and had bonded with Lo and Sloane. I’d given her some details during my drive back to Jersey, free to talk openly since the girls had convinced me to let them stay another week with Josh. I already missed them, but it was nice to have a break.
Especially because things with Brian had heated up so quickly. He’d headed home the day before I did, and from the moment he parked his car in the lot, he’d texted me almost hourly. And when I got home? I found him waiting out in front of the studio, pacing the sidewalk. We’d spent the night together and woken up with our limbs intertwined.
I pretended to be deeply involved in hanging straps from the hooks on the walls, hoping, in vain, that they’d drop it.
“You two aren’t fooling anyone,” Sloane said, crossing her armsand narrowing her eyes. “I’ve known Brian since law school. I can read him like a book.”
“He’s been so smiley.” Lo clapped, giddy. “Cal hit him in the head with his basketball the other day during a meeting, and he just smiled.”
I turned to face them, finding them standing only a few feet from me.
