Chapter 13
COLT
Two days since her mouth, her hands, her laugh, her body have been in my arms.
Two days since I’ve slept worth a damn.
And Lily Mercer knows it.
She’s been at the ranch all morning. She’s been busy budgeting and planning meetings with new sponsors.
She and my dad were working on a new website.
I did my best to stick to the corral and keep my head down.
But sometime after lunch, she came outside to exist in my space.
And that’s when the working stopped. She was leaning against fence posts, sitting on hay bales, walking slowly, and sashaying her hips at every turn.
Talking easily and smiling sweetly at everyone she came in contact with.
Except me.
And she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.
She’s every man’s dream, wearing cutoffs, a tank top, and cowboy boots.
Her hair is loose, her eyes even more blue, shining off her tan skin.
My eyes are drawn to that scar on her knee and her bare legs.
And now I have barely any patience. I leave the corral and head to the back barn, needing to catch a breather.
But just as soon as I get in there, she appears in the doorway.
“Colt,” she says lightly as I wander further to the back.
“Sunshine,” I mutter.
“You always walk away from a beautiful woman?” she asks with a chuckle.
“Only when I’m trying not to do something stupid.”
She laughs. “So…constantly?”
I stop and turn and just about fall over her. She’s right there, so close her citrus scent is wafting all around me, smiling with bright eyes.
“Why are you doing this?” I ask.
“Doing what?”
“This,” I snap, motioning with my hand between us. “This teasing, flirting, circling, pretending you don’t know exactly what you’re doing to me.”
“I’m doing something to you?” she asks innocently but with a raised brow that tells me she’s anything but.
“Not yet, you’re not, but you damn well better real soon.”
She laughs and runs her hand along my shoulder and down to my bicep. “Be a good boy and finish your chores, and I’ll reward you later tonight.” She turns on her heels and tosses back over her shoulder, “And keep the hat on.”
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Night comes, and I’m barely standing. I was grumpier than usual, and Levi said it had everything to do with sexual frustration.
“I fucking know that,” I sniped out, and he just laughed in my face. How I went from hating her to wanting to consume every minute with her blows my mind.
The ranch is quiet now as the cattle all settle down to bed for the night. The wind moves through the trees, and the air is warm but gentle. The stars light up the night sky.
And I’m losing my mind.
I find her at the back of the barn, the doors open wide, showing off the expansive land and hills. She’s sitting on a blanket on top of a hay stack like she’s a trophy on my mantle.
Her hair is down, her boots are off, and her knees are pulled up close to her body. She’s peaceful but with an air of temptation surrounding her. I huff to myself, how did a girl like this find me?
“I hope you finished your chores.”
I step close to her, tipping my hat in response. She uncrosses her legs, stretching them out in front of her, and my heart rate speeds up.
“You’re doing this on purpose,” I say.
“Yep,” she answers.
“I’m losing my mind.”
Her smile softens. “I know.”
“You don’t get to light a fire and walk away,” I growl.
She climbs down from the hay bale and wraps her arms around my waist. I tip my hat back and kiss her forehead.
“Maybe,” she murmurs, “I wanted to see if you’d burn or actually come find me.”
“Sunshine,” I warn.
“Cowboy,” she answers.
I take my hat off and toss it to the hay bale and kiss her like I’ve been missing her for two years and not two days. Her hands are in my hair, and mine slide into the back pockets of those tiny ass jean shorts.
“You planning something reckless?” she asks.
“Always,” I say.
She touches my chest with just one finger, making an X over my heart. Then she places her whole hand there and presses her front to mine, slowly rocking back and forth.
“You sure about this?” she whispers.
“No,” I answer honestly. “But I want you anyway.”
Her smile turns soft. “Better put your hat back on.”
Her lips turn up, and a giggle escapes as I dive for my hat. I laugh at the absurdity of my playfulness around her, when it never existed before.
She pushes me down to sit on the blanket atop the hay bale and steps in between my legs. She leans down, hands on my thighs, and nuzzles my neck, nipping and biting while my hands grab her waist.
She kisses me softly, and when she climbs into my lap, I provide a steady base for her to wrap herself around me. Slowly, she unbuttons my shirt, sliding it off my shoulders. My chest flexes at the feel of her fingers, and her nails tease my ribs.
“You sure are gorgeous, Mr. Callahan.”
She steps away from me, and I chase her, but she puts her hand up. “Nuh uh. Not yet.” She turns her back to me, widening her stance and running her hands through her hair.
“Shake that ass again. It’s begging for my handprint.”
She tosses a grin over her shoulder as she yanks those jean shorts right down her long tan legs.
I gasp, she giggles, and I'm left staring at tiny lace panties with a hard-on in my jeans.
I lose my breath at the sight of her. She spins back around, walking closer to me, and when she drops to the ground in front of me, I bite my lip.
She slowly takes my left boot off, then my right.
She slides in close between my legs, rubbing herself on my cock.
“Lily,” I whisper. “I can’t take it.”
“You can.” She singsongs back and unbuttons my jeans. I help her slide them off, and I’m left in my hat and boxers. She nuzzles my cock with her cheek, and I can feel her hot breath on my inner thigh.
I grip the blanket, and my head lolls to the side of my neck, but I never take my eyes off her.
She stands in front of me, and I pull her close, lifting her tank and nipping at her belly.
She lifts her arms, and I take it as the invitation it is, tossing the tank to the side, letting her full tits bounce in front of me.
“You’ve been sitting out here with no bra on?” I ask it almost angrily, and she hums.
Stepping out of her panties, she says, “Relax, Colt, you’re the only one who gets to see them.”
“Damn straight, I am.”
She grabs my waistband and pulls my boxers down my legs. They pool at my ankles as she climbs back onto my lap.
“You ready?” She flicks the brim of my hat back slightly as she sinks onto my cock.
“Oh, fuck!” I breathe deep, trying to control myself. “Lily, Jesus…” My words die as my heart races. “You’re so fucking wet already. Goddamn, I can’t take it.”
Her knees bracket my thighs, and she crosses her feet behind her on my legs. I grab her waist as she begins to ride me, ducking under my hat and licking my bottom lip.
“Take it, Colt. All of me.”
“Don’t fucking stop, sunshine.”
I lean back on one arm and let her control the show. It’s all she’s done since she’s walked into my life so now I’m really going to enjoy it. I reach out, tweaking her nipple, and feel her clench me as her hips move quicker.
She puts her hands on my shoulders and sits up straighter. “You look so damn good with just that hat on, cowboy. I should ride you more often like this.”
I grumble low. “Feel free to do it every night.”
She speeds up, and I finally can’t wait any longer.
I grab her waist, stilling her and pound into her from underneath.
She throws her head back in ecstasy, screams my name, and I come right there with her, in the moonlight and quiet of the ranch.
Where the barn now holds all our secrets, we fall over the edge together.
Hours later, we lay on that same blanket, now on the ground inside the barn, as the bales had fallen apart.
I drape my shirt over her, not that anyone is out here, but I’d fucking rip anyone’s eyes out for looking at what's mine, and stroke her back.
Her head rests on my chest, and she insists I keep that hat on.
“Got a thing for cowboys, sunshine?”
“I got a thing for this cowboy.” She wraps her hand around my cock, and my laugh turns into a moan as she lazily strokes me.
“You’re in so much trouble,” I say as I roll her to her back and climb over her once more.
“I thrive on trouble, Colt. Bring it.”