folds of her pussy to her clit. She sucked in a breath as I found the sweet spot that made her nearly limp in my arms. She clutched at the arm that held her to keep herself from sinking to the ground. But I had no intention of letting her go.
Rain pounded overhead, but not as loudly as my own heartbeat. She moaned in pleasure as my fingers massaged her clit. She began to rock with the motion of my hand, pushing her pussy harder against the friction of my probing fingers. She held tightly to my arm in a silent plea for me to continue.
“God, Luke, please,” her quiet voice was absorbed by the storm outside.
I pushed my fingers inside of her, and she cried out. Moisture dripped through my fingers as she writhed against the onslaught of my touch. I pushed my fingers deeper, all the while making sure my palm rubbed against her clit. Her ass pushed back hard against me, making contact with my cock, which now ached painfully. She moved frantically against my hand now, squeezing her thighs shut around it and bucking her ass back against me. Each rhythmic bump of her round ass against me made my fucking head spin.
Her fingers dug into the flesh on my forearm. “Fuck yes, Luke, yes,” she cried out as her pussy clenched around my hand. Her head dropped back and slowly she relaxed. I still had a hold on her, certain that she would collapse if I let her go.
As her breathing returned to normal, she pulled away from my chest and zipped up her pants. Reluctantly, I lowered my arm. She kept her back to me and seemed determined not to look at me. The rain was coming down in sheets and thunder rolled in behind it. The only other sounds came from the horses. I stood behind her staring at her small body, her shoulders slightly rigid and her head bowed down. Then without another word or glance at me, she tore out of the barn and into the rain.
Chapter 12
McKenna
The storm had traveled on, leaving only a quiet, starlit sky behind. I’d gone to bed early, claiming a headache. I just wasn’t in the mood for dinner or conversation or most of all, seeing Luke.
My legs were sore from the morning’s ride as I stretched them out under my blankets. It had been a whirlwind of a day, a mind-blowing, confusing, hell of a day. Never in a million years would I have expected what’d happened in the barn. At first when Luke had touched me, I had stiffened with shock, not knowing what to expect. He’d been so damn unpredictable, it was impossible to know what he was thinking. But the thing that really confused and shocked the hell out of me was my own reaction. By the time his strong callused palm had brushed over my skin, I’d melted into putty. I’d wanted him to touch me and damn if I didn’t come easily for the man. His confidence, his obvious skill from what was more than likely a great deal of practice, had brought me to climax almost instantly.
I had no idea what to do now. I was horrified at the thought of running into Luke, knowing that I’d submitted so easily to him. He knew me intimately now. But why the hell had he done it? I would have to leave the ranch. It was the only logical solution to get out of this embarrassing predicament. He was John’s son, for fucksake. Yep, as wonderful as it’d been having a family and a secure roof for those few days, I would have to brave it out in the world alone. It was a frightening and depressing thought, but I saw no other way. As if my stay here hadn’t been awkward enough, my weakness today had made this whole thing that much worse.
I reached for the lamp and turned it off. The room fell into darkness. Just as my eyes drifted shut, the bedroom door pushed open.
I sat up and squinted into the light in the hallway. A large figure stood in the open doorway. Luke stepped into the room.
He stared at me with that same cold look I’d seen too often. But even in the dim light I could see that this time there was something different in his expression.
After a long, chilly silence, he
Rain pounded overhead, but not as loudly as my own heartbeat. She moaned in pleasure as my fingers massaged her clit. She began to rock with the motion of my hand, pushing her pussy harder against the friction of my probing fingers. She held tightly to my arm in a silent plea for me to continue.
“God, Luke, please,” her quiet voice was absorbed by the storm outside.
I pushed my fingers inside of her, and she cried out. Moisture dripped through my fingers as she writhed against the onslaught of my touch. I pushed my fingers deeper, all the while making sure my palm rubbed against her clit. Her ass pushed back hard against me, making contact with my cock, which now ached painfully. She moved frantically against my hand now, squeezing her thighs shut around it and bucking her ass back against me. Each rhythmic bump of her round ass against me made my fucking head spin.
Her fingers dug into the flesh on my forearm. “Fuck yes, Luke, yes,” she cried out as her pussy clenched around my hand. Her head dropped back and slowly she relaxed. I still had a hold on her, certain that she would collapse if I let her go.
As her breathing returned to normal, she pulled away from my chest and zipped up her pants. Reluctantly, I lowered my arm. She kept her back to me and seemed determined not to look at me. The rain was coming down in sheets and thunder rolled in behind it. The only other sounds came from the horses. I stood behind her staring at her small body, her shoulders slightly rigid and her head bowed down. Then without another word or glance at me, she tore out of the barn and into the rain.
Chapter 12
McKenna
The storm had traveled on, leaving only a quiet, starlit sky behind. I’d gone to bed early, claiming a headache. I just wasn’t in the mood for dinner or conversation or most of all, seeing Luke.
My legs were sore from the morning’s ride as I stretched them out under my blankets. It had been a whirlwind of a day, a mind-blowing, confusing, hell of a day. Never in a million years would I have expected what’d happened in the barn. At first when Luke had touched me, I had stiffened with shock, not knowing what to expect. He’d been so damn unpredictable, it was impossible to know what he was thinking. But the thing that really confused and shocked the hell out of me was my own reaction. By the time his strong callused palm had brushed over my skin, I’d melted into putty. I’d wanted him to touch me and damn if I didn’t come easily for the man. His confidence, his obvious skill from what was more than likely a great deal of practice, had brought me to climax almost instantly.
I had no idea what to do now. I was horrified at the thought of running into Luke, knowing that I’d submitted so easily to him. He knew me intimately now. But why the hell had he done it? I would have to leave the ranch. It was the only logical solution to get out of this embarrassing predicament. He was John’s son, for fucksake. Yep, as wonderful as it’d been having a family and a secure roof for those few days, I would have to brave it out in the world alone. It was a frightening and depressing thought, but I saw no other way. As if my stay here hadn’t been awkward enough, my weakness today had made this whole thing that much worse.
I reached for the lamp and turned it off. The room fell into darkness. Just as my eyes drifted shut, the bedroom door pushed open.
I sat up and squinted into the light in the hallway. A large figure stood in the open doorway. Luke stepped into the room.
He stared at me with that same cold look I’d seen too often. But even in the dim light I could see that this time there was something different in his expression.
After a long, chilly silence, he
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