Chapter Twenty-Two
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
While Annie settled into the loveseat in the small barn office, Brody turned on the fan heater, then walked across to the window and stared out at the paddocks.
“It will be a mess when this rain stops,” he muttered. “I sure hope it dries out by the weekend. I don’t want my clinic happenin’ in mud.”
“Will you have to keep the horses in the barn?”
“They’ll be able to go back out tomorrow. This storm should pass pretty quick.”
“That’s the problem with fall. I do love it, but the weather can be so unpredictable.”
“Like colts,” he remarked, turning around and frowning at her. “I didn’t tell you to stay in the barn just because I was worried about you gettin’ wet. I didn’t want you anywhere near River. If you don’t know what you’re doin’ you shouldn’t be around a frightened young horse.”
“Oh…sorry…I should have realized.”
“It’s okay,” he said, softening his voice and sitting next to her. “I’m guessin’ you haven’t been in a situation like this in a while.”
“Not at all,” she exclaimed. “I mean, I don’t remember being here and having to bring the horses in during thunder and lightning. In fact, I don’t remember ever being around horses in weather like this.”
“It’s okay, darlin’, but from now on when I tell you to do something just do it. I’ll have my reasons. I can always explain later, but I might not have the time at that moment.”
“I understand.”
“Now, about that promise. Since I don’t want us runnin’ back to the house and gettin’ drenched all over again I think this is as good a place as any to put you over my knee.”
“When you talk like that…” she mumbled, dropping her eyes.
“When I talk like that, what?”
“I get butterflies and goosebumps.”
“And you also get a hot butt,” he exclaimed, sitting next to her and placing his arm at her back. “You know what to do.”
As she crawled across his lap and settled into position, Brody felt his cock begin to stiffen, and he had no doubt if he were to touch between her legs he’d find her wet and wanting.
But their mutual craving for Dominance and submission was only part of the attraction between them. The affection they’d felt for each other since they were kids had grown into a deep and abiding love. Sliding the track pants down her legs and exposing her naked charms, he wondered how he’d managed to get through weeks and months without her. But she shifted on his lap, snapping him from his thoughts.
“On a scale of one to ten,” he began as he always did, “what will it take you to get the stars out of your eyes and bring you back to reality?”
“Not even one,” she replied. “Being like this…it’s enough. In fact, just being in the barn with you is enough. But making sure I’ll behave myself over the next few days, I’m guessing somewhere between five and seven.”
“Because?” he pressed, loving her response.
“Because—and I don’t know why—I’m feeling particularly naughty.”
“Ah, I see. Then I’d better make sure I turn this pale skin bright red,” he declared, smoothing his palm over her cheeks.
Hearing her gasp, he waited a moment to draw out the anticipation, then pinched her flesh a few times, evoking a wriggle.
“Stay still!”
As she gasped again, he moved his hand from cheek to cheek landing several hard slaps.
“You will behave, won’t you, Annie?” he asked, pausing for a moment.
“I’ll do my best.”
“Let’s try that again,” he said with a grin, delivering a volley of stinging swats on her right cheek.
“Ow, ow. You can stop now.”
“I’m only half done,” he declared, spanking the left equally as hard. “There. Will you behave?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?” he demanded, knowing she wanted more and was just baiting him.
“Sorry, yes, sir.”
Slipping his fingers into her sex and finding her lusciously wet, he wanted to rip her clothes off and ravage her. But pushing aside the temptation, he lifted his leg over the back of hers, a warning that he was about to spank her with gusto.
“Sir, I’ll be good,” she suddenly declared, turning her head and staring at him over her shoulder.
“Of course you will, and this will make sure of it.”
Flattening his palm he began to spank her again, but increasing the force and speed as he covered the width and breadth of her bottom and the backs of her thighs.
“Sir, please…”
“Please what, Annie?” he asked, pausing to rub her reddened skin.
“Please, sir, will you stop now?”
“Why would I do that?”
“Please, sir, may I suck your cock?”
Throwing back his head he laughed out loud.
“That sounds like a bribe, you bad girl.”
“It is, sir,” she quipped. “One I hope you’ll accept.”
“You’ll do that another time. Crawl off my lap, take off those sweat pants, then kneel on them and bend over the love seat.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied hastily.
As he watched her, he kicked off his boots and slipped out of his jeans and underwear.
“Are you comfortable?” he asked, positioning himself behind her and taking hold of his hardness.
“Yes, sir.”
Placing himself at her entrance, he pitched forward.
“Ooh, Brody, that feels so good.”
“It sure does, baby,” he growled, and gripping her hips he began to pump, determined to continue until they were both exploding. “I won’t be teasin’ you,” he grunted, relishing her enveloping warmth. “Climax when you want. No need to ask, not this time.”
All he heard in response was an unfamiliar mewling sound, then a moment later she moved her hand between her legs and gently wrapped her fingers around his balls.
The unexpected attention sent a hot fever rippling through his body, and as he felt her move her fingers to her clit he began thrusting with vigor. Then she unexpectedly touched him again, and over several minutes she continued the unpredictable dance.
“I’m coming,” she suddenly cried.
Her wail hurtled him into his release.
Tightening his hold and squeezing his eyes shut, he let the gushing eruption sweep him away.
It was just a short time later the rain stopped.
Slowly disentangling themselves, they dressed and headed into the barn. Though the moon was full, Brody picked up a powerful flashlight to avoid stepping in any large puddles on the way to the house. Bella had been curled up in the shavings, one of her favorite places to nap, and came bounding out when Brody called her name. As she raced ahead, they hurried down the drive behind her and were soon at the back door. Shining the light on the concrete frog, Brody pushed it aside, picked up the key and unlocked the door.
“I’m exhausted,” Annie muttered as they made their way down the hall. “I can’t wait to fall into bed.”
“Me too,” he replied wearily.
But as they climbed between the sheets and curled up together, he had the uneasy feeling that something wasn’t right.
* * *
When Geoff finally arrived back at the campgrounds he parked his car in the trees away from the cabin so it couldn’t been seen. By the time he walked inside he barely had the energy to peel off his clothes and collapse on the bed. But even as he sank into a deep sleep he was plotting his next move.