Page 87 of Stay With Me
Or break his heart.
Chapter Nineteen
Tripp
“You’re gonna get us in trouble.” Magnolia pants between her words, and I love the sound of her losing control around me.
“You’re the boss,” I remind her, thrusting my fingers deeper toward her G-spot. “Who do you think is gonna catch us?” She’s already done for the day, so the counter window and door are closed and locked.
“I-I dunno. The health inspector because this most definitely violates a few codes.”
Considering her ass is perched up on the counter and her thighs are spread wide for me, I can’t disagree. But it’s been three days since I’ve seen her in person, and I was desperate for a taste before we go on our date tonight. With Noah away on her honeymoon, the rest of us are picking up her slack with the boarding horses and making sure they get exercised, which has meant working later and less time to see Magnolia.
After we rode around looking for Rocky, I found him up the mountain grazing and the little bastard ran as soon as he saw Franklin. It took a little sweet talking to convince him to trust me and not take off. Once I was able to swing the rope around his neck, I led him back to the breeding operations barn and put himin a stall. The pasture he was in has a broken fence post, and I stayed busy helping Landen to fix it for the past couple evenings.
Magnolia and I text each day and stay in contact, but it’s not the same as getting to touch and kiss her. She even gave me a little striptease over FaceTime as she was undressing before she got in the bath. So as soon as I was able to come to the retreat after her shift today, I was ready to devour her.
“Shit, I’m so close.” She digs her nails into my hair as I kneel in front of her and hike one of her legs over my shoulder.
My tongue flattens along her slit before I capture her clit between my lips and suck until she goes breathless. I drive my fingers faster into her sweet cunt and when she nearly screams through her orgasm, she squirts all over my hand.
And I lick every last bit.
“Fuck, Sunny. You had some pent-up tension to release.” I shoot her a wink and she blushes.
“You’ve been teasin’ me all week.”
Between the daily sexting, FaceTime calls that eventually turn sexual, and being insanely obsessive over her, I don’t blame her. My palm’s gone raw over abusing my cock each night.
Grabbing her leggings off the floor, I stand and grab her foot so I can slide them back on.
“Forgettin’ something?” She arches a brow when I pull them up.
“No.”
“So you’re just gonna pretend you didn’t steal my panties and shove ’em in your pocket?”
Her taunting voice has me smirking as I avoid her gaze, concentrating hard on making sure I get her clothes situated properly.
“That’d be correct.”
“Then I get something of yours,” she says once I lift her off the counter and onto her feet.
I tease the tip of my tongue along my lower lip as I stare into her beautiful brown eyes. “Okay, whaddya want?”
“A T-shirt.”
My brows pinch together in confusion because I was expecting something a lot more scandalous.
“Just any shirt?” I ask.
“One that smells like you. That night I stole one from your room, you made me give it back. And I’d like one to keep for when I’m alone in my bed and missing you.”
The vulnerable sadness on her face has me cupping her cheeks and stepping closer until I capture her mouth. My tongue slides between her lips and she opens hers to let me in. This kiss isn’t rushed or filled with desperation but rather sweet and tender. Her arms wrap around my waist, pulling me tighter until we’re gasping for air.
“I’m sorry I took it from you.” I rest my forehead against hers. “You can have my entire closet, Sunny. It’s yours.”
She chuckles, tilting up to meet my gaze. “This one will do for now.”
