Chapter 12
CASSIDY
“You okay, Cass?” Mike asked when he came into Thunder’s stall.
I was adding hay to the net he’d eat from overnight. Horses were like teenagers, eating and eating until they felt sick, so his hay was portion controlled.
Mike had mud all over him and his pants were wet from the knees down. “Where have you been?” I asked on a laugh.
He looked down at himself. Grinned. “Taking down that beaver dam up over the ridge. It’s stopping too much water in the creek in the grazing areas.”
“Glad I missed that fun,” I said.
“Yeah, so, about the other night at the bar. We shouldn’t have let you go off with Hayes like we did. We were watching you on the bull and saw him, but–”
I held up my hand. “Hayes is a little… protective.”
He laughed. “A little? You okay with him?”
I thought about what we’d been doing and I turned to stuff more hay in the net so he didn’t see my blush.
At the things we did the night before. Having sex on the couch.
Him spanking me while I rode him. In his bed as I held onto his headboard so he could see his handprints on my ass as he fucked me from behind.
This morning, waking me up and telling me he needed to fuck me again. This time, face to face.
“Yeah, I’m good.”
“So, the two of you are together? I mean, you’re pretty much living with him.”
I glanced over my shoulder at Mike. “Crazy, huh?”
What was crazy was that my pussy was sore. Really sore. Every time I moved, I felt it. Felt what we’d done. Plus, there was so much cum seeping out of me. My panties were soaked with it. It just didn’t stop sliding from me.
I couldn’t forget what we’d done. There was no way.
“Not with what I heard about all the Wilders. But they’re good people. Real good. Still, Hayes gives you any trouble, you let me know, okay?”
I nodded. Smiled. “Thanks, Mike.”
“I better go get cleaned up. You’ll be at the barbecue, right?”
Mr. and Mrs. Wilder were having a get-together at their house. Hayes had made a Jell-O mold the day before for it, surprising the heck out of me because it was so domesticated.
“Yes. See you there.”