Chapter 9
Pedro didn’t hesitate to tighten his arms around her and deepen the kiss. He picked her up, and carried her to his bedroom, and laid her gently on the bed. When they broke apart, he stared at her.
“I don’t want to take advantage of you.”
“You’re not, I promise you. I can tell you that the last time I was with anyone it was Randy, and that was over two years ago when we had sex for the last time. In my entire life, I’ve only had four lovers.”
“Okay, I’ve had five, I can’t remember when my last relationship was.”
“Really? Not that it matters, but can you guess?”
“Three or four years ago. My parents were elderly, and when we went back to Spain, they wanted to see their homeland before they passed, it was only six months before I lost them both. After I buried them in the family plot, I bummed around Spain for two years, trying to fit in. It wasn’t for me.”
“Why Spain?”
“As I said, my parents were born there. I was born here in America. When Mom and Dad began to fail, I took them back home. I retired from training horses, to take care of them. After two years I was ready to return. The first person I thought to contact was Faith.”
“Why her?”
“One, never, ever be jealous of her. She’s like a little sister to me.”
“I know, and I’m not. You’ve never shown any romantic interest in her, and she’s in love with Shay, and he’s in love with her. But why Faith, no offense, but she’s a jockey, wouldn’t it have been better contacting your previous boss, or another owner to see if they needed a trainer?”
Pedro grinned, and leaned down and kissed her lightly. They were both sprawled out on the bed, and he had one hand on her stomach, and propped his head up with his other.
“How much does Faith talk? How much information does she have about everything?”
Myrna giggled. “Oh, if anyone was looking for a trainer, she would know.”
“Correct, and I wanted to see her, it had been about ten years since the last time I’d seen her. It was the best decision I made, to see her.”
“Why?”
“She found out I was looking for a job, and called Cole and Naomi immediately. I had a brief interview over the phone, and a week later, I was hired.” He stared off into space and shook his head.
“I had my own money, and I haven’t spent the life insurance from Mom and Dad yet. I didn’t need to work.”
“But you wanted to. You’re still too young to retire.”
“Correct, and I did some research while still in Spain, and I hunted down Chocolate Champion. It took some time, but I wore the owner down. After being hired by Naomi, I packed up my home, went to purchase Cocoa, and drove directly here.”
“What are you going to do with him once he’s out of quarantine?”
“Nurse him back to health, and see if he can race again. If not, then I’m going to talk to Naomi and stud him out.”
She grinned, then froze at his next statement. “I’d also like to put Sally on the track.”
“She’s not a racehorse.”
“Correction, she’s never been on the track, but according to her lineage, she has several famous horses in her ancestors. Most of them were racehorses.”
“Really? How do you know that?”
“I researched her lip tattoo.”
“You’ll show me?”
“Yes, but not now.” He smiled and bent down to kiss her.
It was a long time before he lifted his head, and when he did, he stared in appreciation of her bare upper body.
It wasn’t long before they were both naked, and before he climbed back on the bed, he dug condoms from his wallet, and tossed them on the side of the bed.
She lifted her arms, and he joined her on the bed.
He felt to see if she was ready for him, and he quickly donned the condom, and climbed back on the bed. With his fingers, he trailed one down her neck, around each nipple, sucking one then the other into his mouth, smiling against her when she arched up into his mouth.
He kept his mouth on her breasts, and continued with his finger, twirled it around her belly button, across her hip bone, and paused at the top of her sex. Without looking at her, he followed the trail of his finger with his mouth, and when she tried to push him away, he looked up at her.
“You don’t have to.”
“What if I want to?” he said as he used his finger and mouth on her.
It felt like it was an instant orgasm, and she rode it out, totally limp afterward.
She wasn’t about to tell him that it was the first one she’d ever had with a man in her life.
All her previous partners hadn’t given her pleasure, she’d had to use her toys after they left to be fulfilled.
“Okay?” Pedro asked. “You went someplace else for a few minutes.”
“Sorry, I was remembering all the times my previous partners left me hanging and I had to use my toys after they left. You’re the first human male that’s given me an orgasm.”
He grinned at her. “Thank you for the compliment, but hold off until we’re done. The night is still young, and there’s no telling how many you’ll have before we’re done.”
She laughed, then moaned when he bent down, licked her again, and went to town until she had her second orgasm. He crawled up her body, took himself in his hand, and ran the head of his cock through her juices. He looked into her eyes, and smiled when she smiled at him.
“Ready?”
“Yes,” she said with a breathy voice, and he took her word for it.
He slowly entered, and didn’t stop until he had reached as far as he could.
He paused to regain his breath, and looked into her face, moving her hair to the side.
While still staring into her eyes, he began to move.
When she wrapped her arms and legs around him, he settled in and moved in a steady rhythm and before long they were meeting each other stroke for stroke.
Without a word he reached between them, pinched her clit, and when she had her orgasm, he joined her, falling to the side when he was done. He lay there for several minutes getting his breath back, and rose up onto one hand to stare down at her.
“Give me a minute, and I’ll leave.”
“No, you won’t, I’m going to take care of this condom, then we’re going to snuggle and take a nap before we start all over again.
” He laughed at her raised brow, but he noticed she hadn’t opened her eyes.
He put actions to his words, and when he returned from the bathroom, he moved the blankets, crawled in behind her, wrapped her in his arms, and sighed in contentment.
Three times during the night they reached for one another to make passionate love.
Pedro jerked awake, reached for Myrna and found the bed beside him empty.
Expecting her to be in the bathroom, he walked there, but didn’t see a light on.
He used the facilities, donned his jeans, and went to look for her.
When he got to the kitchen he saw it was four in the morning, and went to her side of the bunktel.
He knew he should leave it alone, and he wasn’t seeking her out for sex, he just wanted to make sure she was alright, and okay, he sighed, he wanted to snuggle with her.
He found her cuddled up in her bed, and the sight of her hit him in two different ways, that had his heart warring with his brain.
Seeing her all snuggled beneath her blankets made his heart hitch at the sight of her comfortable, relaxed, and safe.
However, his brain asked why couldn’t she have stayed in his bed to feel like that?
He went back to his room, and lay back down.
He couldn’t get back to sleep, his brain racing to try to figure out what he had done wrong for her to return to her room.
After thirty minutes, he sighed in frustration, rose, and went to shower.
After getting ready, he stripped the sheets, took them to the washer, and went to the kitchen.
Instead of making coffee, he found a pad of paper and wrote a note, leaving it before the machine.
Since it was Sunday, and they didn’t run the horses, he should have the day off, but he couldn’t sleep, wondering why Myrna had decided to leave his bed for the comfort of her own.
He couldn’t wrap around the thought that he had done something wrong.
He left the house, went out to his truck, and since it was still dark out, he drove slowly through it to the barn where the horses they raced were housed.
He parked in his usual spot, exited his truck, and made his way to his office.
The first thing he did after turning on the lights was head to the coffee pot and get one ready.
As it perked, he stood in front of the board with the numbers on them.
With his cup in his hand, he settled at his desk, set an alarm on his watch, and phone, and picked up the first file to input the numbers in.
He also turned on the computer and did the same in the digital files of the horses.
He jerked when the alarm sounded, and rose to his feet, refilled his mug, and carried it with him out to where the horses were stabled.
In a matter of minutes, he set his mug down, grabbed a tool, and opened the first stall door. He talked quietly with the horses as he mucked out their stalls. He was on the fourth one when he looked up and spotted Faith and Shay standing there.
“What the hell?” Faith said in shock when she saw him. She looked around and frowned when she didn’t see Myrna. “What are you doing?”
“Mucking out stalls.” He looked at her with a smirk, and chuckled when she rolled her eyes. “I couldn’t sleep.”
“Ah, do you want to race the horses today?” She didn’t wait for his answer, but grabbed her own cleaning tools and headed into the next stall. They worked in silence until they were all done, and as they cleaned up, he looked at her intently.
“What?”
“How about we race the nine? We can turn Champ, Diablo, and Buster out into the pasture and race the other nine.” He shook his head. “Don’t get me wrong, they’re great horses, but not as fast as those three. Maybe if we give them more track time they can improve.”