Page 93 of Ashes of the Past
we’re both still savoring the connection. Then she begins to move, setting a languorous pace that has us both panting.
I thrust up to meet her, my hands gripping her hips as we find our rhythm. Brynn’s nails dig into my chest, her lips parted in pleasure. I drink in the sight of her—flushed cheeks, tousled hair, eyes dark with desire.
She’s breathtaking, her lithe body undulating above me in the soft morning light. I sit up, wrapping my arms around her waist to pull her closer. Our lips meet in a passionate kiss as she continues to ride me, her movements growing more frantic.
“God, you feel amazing,” I groan against her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin there.
Brynn whimpers in response, her fingers digging into my shoulders. I can feel her starting to tighten around me, her thighs trembling with the effort of her movements. Wanting to push her over the edge, I slip a hand between us to circle her most sensitive spot.
“Oh, God, yes,” she cries out, throwing her head back. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”
I increase the pressure and speed of my fingers as I thrust up into her harder. Brynn’s body goes rigid, her inner walls clenching around me as she cries out in ecstasy. The sight and feel of her climax trigger my own release. I grip her hips tightly, burying myself deep inside her as waves of pleasure wash over me.
We cling to each other as we come down from our high, bodies slick with sweat and chests heaving. She peppers my face with soft kisses before capturing my lips in a tender kiss.
“Now that’s how you start a morning,” she says with a satisfied smile, running her fingers through my hair.
I chuckle, giving her hips an affectionate squeeze. “Agreed. Though I’m not sure I’ll be able to get any work done today with you on my mind.”
She giggles before pulling away. “I should get out to the stable before Nick comes knocking on the door.”
“As soon as I’m healed, you’ll be back to not doing those anymore.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” she says dismissively.
She rolls out of bed, and I lie there for a minute, watching her as she moves around the room, collecting her clothing and getting dressed.
She’s breathtaking.
I can’t help but admire her graceful movements as she slips on her jeans and pulls a worn flannel shirt over her head. Her hair falls in tousled waves around her shoulders, still mussed from our lovemaking. She catches me staring and gives me a playful wink.
“Like what you see, cowboy?” she teases.
“Always,” I reply with a grin. “You sure I can’t convince you to come back to bed?”
Brynn laughs, shaking her head. “As tempting as that is, the horses need feeding. And you need to rest.”
I groan dramatically, flopping back against the pillows. “Doctor’s orders are overrated.”
She comes over to the bed, leaning down to press a soft kiss to my lips. “Behave yourself, and maybe I’ll sneak away for lunch later.”
“With that on the table, I’ll do whatever you say,” I tell her with a laugh.
“Are you okay? I feel like an ass that I didn’t check in to ask that at all,” she says softly. “Your lungs are fucked up, and you just had surgery and—”
“If there was a problem, I would’ve said it. Stop overthinking.”
She chews on her lip before she nods. “I need to go.”
She leaves the room and is out of the house as I slowly roll out of her bed and get dressed. I look down at my watch.
No one but Nick and Brynn are up now. I can get dressed, go to the house, and start coffee without anyone getting suspicious.
And I do just that. By the time the coffee is ready, I’ve already changed into fresh clothes, and I meet John in the kitchen.
“You were out late last night,” he says with a knowing smile. “Did you find yourself a new lady in town?”
“Nah, I didn’t want to wake you or Liv, so I just slept in my truck.”
