Epilogue
Zoey
One Year later
“Race you back to the stables.” I call out the challenge, but I’ve already set off.
Noelle is a palomino and was a late Chrsitams gift from Heath last year.
There have been more horses added to the stables over the last twelve months, as Heath is re-starting the stud farm.
But Noelle is just for me. And I put my heart into this race as I have a feeling that Heath is going to allow any more racing once I tell him I’m pregnant.
It’s not for certain yet, but I am late and pretty sure.
Back in the stables Heath helps me down from Noelle and then picks me up, his hands on my ass, pressing me against his body. He walks us to the wall and kisses me. I can feel his erection. It doesn’t take much to get my man excited but he does love to mess around after our morning rides.
I let out a soft laugh as he kisses my throat. “Heath, we can’t. Everybody is arriving for Christmas today.”
“All the more reason to enjoy this time to ourselves.”
“Your brothers are up at the house.” My resistance is only half hearted.
“They can entertain themselves.” He growls in my ear before pulling off my jacket. Then lifting up my shirt.
I let out a soft moan as he undoes my bra, putting his hot mouth to my nipple. His big hand gently squeezing and kneading my other breast.
What the heck. They can all wait. His brothers have been here for a few days.
My father, who spent the middle of the year in rehab and has now quit drinking, he will be arriving today.
As well as Mrs. Foot’s daughters and their husbands and children.
And then quite a few of the townspeople are coming for Christmas Day dinner.
“Zoey.” Heath growls in my ear. “I don’t feel I have your full attention here.”
“I’m sorry. There is so much to do.”
He flips me around. His hand rubbing between my legs, making me lean back against him and moan. His husky voice in my ear fires my blood. “You forget we have extra staff for the holidays. Everything will be okay. But I can stop if you want me to?”
As he talks he is lowering my pants. Slipping a finger inside my pussy as my bare ass checks rub against his denim jeans. His thick erection pushing against me. God damn he makes me so hot. My head thrown back against his chest. I let out a loud groan as his thumb rubs against my swollen clit.
“I can fuck you hard and fast. I can fuck you nice and slow. Or I can pull myself together and we go up to the house. Your wish is my command.”
I’m so near coming there is really no choice. My cowboy knows how to turn me on. And he is right. We have help. I’m no longer a maid with a million things to do. In fact, right now there is only one thing I want to do. And that is to stay right here in the stables with my cowboy.
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