Page 48 of Spotlight on Poppy

"Yes," she cried out as his hand slid beneath her panties cupping her sex as she clung to him.

"Mmmm, you are turned on," he whispered in her ear. "You are so wet. Should I make you come right here?"

Poppy nodded as the bull bucked beneath them. He held her close, one arm wrapped around her right under her breasts holding her to him, the other hand in her pants working small circles around her clit. Those hips still working their magic and his thighs holding her in place. It wasn't going to take long. This was the single hottest moment of her entire life. She could feel the tightness in her belly as his fingers worked their magic little circles and his mouth kissed down her neck. Her hands started to grasp him harder as the pleasure started to overtake her. He kept his pace as she was pushed over the edge.

She cried out and his hand stayed working her through her pleasure. He still held her tight and safe as she came down. He adjusted her pants and steadied her. "Hold on," he said as he took her hands from around his neck and put them on the saddle. He hopped off the back and went and turned it off.

Poppy leaned her head forward and tried to catch her breath. "Holy shit, that was incredible. You better not be doing that with other girls."

"Not a chance, that's just for you," he said with a wicked wink.

"Alright Turner, get over here and help me down. I seem to have spaghetti legs from yet another world rocking orgasm." He smiled at her and made his way over to the bull to help her down. Once she dismounted, she turned into him wrapping her arms around his shoulders, and he snaked his around her waist. She looked up and kissed him. She sipped at his mouth until he opened and then her tongue plundered into his in a deep kiss. They just stood there for a long moment kissing and enjoying each other.

"Take me home, so we can finish what we started, Turner." She looked up at him, her eyes smoldering.

"Lead the way." They left the pit and Josh stopped at the bar to turn off the neon signs that were still lit, locking the door behind them as they left.

CHAPTER22

Josh

The next morning Josh woke up cradling Poppy in his arms as she slept. The sight of her here in his bed in the morning light, her hair strewn over his pillow, the feel of all her softness pressed into his body, this was something he could get used to. He wasn't sure if he bought the love spell thing she had talked about, but there was something truly magical taking place between them. Given he wasn't the most experienced person in the world, but he had been around enough times to know that what existed between them was not something he had ever experienced before and was definitely something he hoped would last. He knew he was falling for her, he just hoped she felt the same way.

Josh had never been quite so open about some of the dominance he felt during sex. He knew he loved to be in charge during sex and found almost the same amount of pleasure from his partner's release as he did his own, but something about her submission spurred him on more than anyone else. Images replayed in his mind from last night. First them at the bar and her coming on his hand as they rode the bull. That was one of the hottest moments of his life.

But then the sex they had last night when they came home was almost primal. He had feasted on her until she screamed his name. Then he had fucked her from behind. He got to watch her glorious ass ripple with every thrust. He even got a few good spanks in, which to his utter delight she seemed to enjoy just as much as he did. His cock twitched to life as it was nestled between the globes of her ass. He tried to point himself away. Not exactly what he wanted her to wake up to this morning.

Thinking of morning, he turned to check the time on his phone. It was eight and he wasn't sure what time she needed to be at work. It was the time she had asked him to wake her up last time, but this time he wasn't sure if she even had to work or not. He wouldn't want her to be late if she had just forgotten to mention it in the passion of their night together. He brushed the hair away from her face and pressed a gentle kiss to her temple. She stirred awake in his arms. He loved getting to see her like this. There was something so intimate about those first wakeful moments.

She shifted in bed and turned to face him. "Good morning," she said. The sleepiness still clouded her eyes. Josh leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"Good morning. I’m sorry to wake you, I just wasn't sure if you needed to get to work today," he said in a gentle whisper.

She stretched in his arms and smiled at him. "Nope, I'm off today. How about you?"

"I have some errands to run, but I'm off."

Now he saw some life in her eyes, she turned all the way to face him in bed. "Do you want to spend the day together?" She asked.

"I would love nothing more."

She grinned and squealed and hugged him close.This was it, he thought. He felt like the luckiest man in the world here at this moment. It healed something in his heart to see the joy on her face at the mere thought of a day with him. And it felt so damn good. Yes, they had only been officially together for a couple weeks, but it didn't matter. He knew he was already falling in love with her. All he needed was the slightest push because he had been living his whole life dangerously close to loving this woman who he never thought he had a chance with. Now that he had the chance, he was going to do his best to keep her.

He held her close as she did a little happy wiggle in his arms. "So, what are we doing today?" She grinned up at him.

"Why don't we start with breakfast?"

They made their way to the kitchen and Josh started making some French toast while Poppy made coffee. They sat down at the kitchen table and ate together.

"So, plans for the day?" Poppy said with a smile. "Can they start with me going home to get a change of clothes?"

"Of course, I'm going to hop in the shower and get cleaned up. Then we can run by your house. I have a table I fixed that I need to bring to the magic shop."

"You fixed Bridget’s table?" She looked over at him with puppy dog eyes.

"It was the least I could do if she had anything to do with this," he said. He took her hand and smiled warmly into her eyes.

"I also have to return some of the props from the show to their owners."

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