Chapter Ten
A Movement on the Ranch
Theon watched, almost entranced, as she sat up and reached for him, fumbling with his clothes as she tried to strip him of them.
In the dim light coming from outside, she was an ethereal sight, her auburn hair cascading down past her shoulders, stopping just short of her breasts.
Her green eyes were hazy with lust, and he was certain that if he gazed deeply enough into them, he’d catch the same look in his.
Determination crossed her face as she tried to pull his shirt off his shoulders.
He assisted her, helping her tug his jeans off as well.
Once he was fully naked, she sat back, staring at him.
Her gaze lingered on his face for a moment, then traveled down his torso, past his abs to his throbbing erection, and he saw her bite her lip.
When she finally reached for him, closing her fingers around his thick, hard length, he gave a hiss of pleasure.
Keeping her eyes on his, she slid her hand down his shaft in a teasing motion, working her way back up.
She gave him a little squeeze, forcing a moan out of him this time.
He leaned back against the seat, watching in wonder as she pleasured him with her hand.
She cupped his testicles for a second, gently fondling him, and stroked his shaft a little faster, pausing to give his pulsating head a little squeeze with her fingers.
Theon felt his cock grow impossibly harder.
He clenched his jaw, fighting back the growing urge to lie her flat on her back and take her until they both went over the edge.
Honestly, he hadn’t even expected things to progress this far.
Or that she would even kiss him, to begin with.
One second, they’d been talking, and the next he’d felt her lips on his.
What had he done? He’d kissed her back. And even then, he hadn’t thought they’d end up with her hand wrapped around his cock.
Damn. More than once, he’d thought to pinch himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. But this was very, very real. And he was enjoying every second of it.
Janice gave him another gentle tug, pressing her thumb against the head of his cock. A shiver traveled through Theon, and his jaw clenched harder. Just when he thought she would quicken her strokes, she let go of him, scooting back against the door.
“What are you...?”
She lowered her head to his cock, brushing her hair out of the way, and, staring over his throbbing head at him, ran her tongue all the way down to the base.
Her lips brushed his testicles, and he sucked in a breath as she planted a kiss there before working her way back up.
When she finally brought her mouth to the head of his cock, circling it with her tongue, he nearly erupted.
With held breath, he watched as she took him into her mouth, her warm lips caressing his shaft as she buried him to the hilt.
She resurfaced for a moment before taking him in again, pleasuring him with her lips and tongue, and Theon clenched his fists at his sides, waves of ecstasy coursing through his body.
This certainly wasn’t the way he’d expected his evening to turn out. Not that he was complaining. Could things get any better than this?
She sucked him harder, fondling his testicles again, and before long, he felt his release hovering near.
Excitement flickered through Theon, followed immediately by a concern: if he came now, that just might be the end of this bout of passion.
The thought of coming later, buried deep inside her, was way more appealing.
“Stop,” he told her. “I don’t want to come yet.”
He might as well have begged her to double her efforts, because that was exactly what she did. She sucked even harder, curling her fingers around his cock again and stroking him at the same time
“Janice...” he hissed through gritted teeth.
She seemed bent on bringing him to his climax. If Theon didn’t do something to stop her...
He cupped her head in both hands and pulled, breaking her hold on him.
Disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she didn’t reach for him again.
Instead, she seemed to realize what he had in mind.
She readjusted her position, lying back with her legs spread invitingly, and glanced down at him as though to say, Well?
Theon was nothing if not obliging. His cock still throbbing with need, he settled himself between her legs as comfortably as he could in the backseat.
He rubbed his erection against her clit for a few seconds, eliciting a moan from her, and she shifted her hips against him, trying to take him into her.
“Just do it,” she urged.
Theon couldn’t help smirking. Then he slid into her, and the smirk disappeared.
She was wonderfully tight and warm around his cock, and it was a miracle he didn’t meet his release right there and then.
Janice let out a loud moan, her eyes widening as he filled her.
He remained still for a few seconds as she accommodated him, then began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate.
“God, you feel so amazing,” he breathed, stooping to kiss her on the shoulder, then on her lips.
In response, she moaned into the kiss, her hands coming up to caress the contours of his back. Theon braced one hand on the seat beside her head, reaching between them with the other to knead her breast, and she arched against him, quivering slightly as he brought her closer to her release.
He broke the kiss, staring down at her. Janice gazed back up at him through half-shut eyes, her lips parted in a moan. His heart thumped in his chest. The woman was simply gorgeous. She was everything he wanted, everything he could dream of.
But she still wasn’t his. Not yet, anyway.
He quickened his pace, thrusting harder into her, and her moans and pants filled the car.
She wound her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her, her nails digging into his back with each powerful thrust. Theon was somewhat aware of the car rocking with his movements.
He continued driving into her, loving the sensations that flooded his body, loving the way she responded to him.
He bent to take her breast in his mouth, sucking hard, and with a sharp gasp, she erupted, jerking against him as her climax descended over her.
She gripped him harder than ever, her walls contracting around him, and Theon felt himself reach his own release.
With a few more thrusts, he found his release, groaning his pleasure as he came into her.
For the next few seconds, the only sound in his ears was of their mutual panting. They remained as they were, her arms and legs still wound tightly around him. Theon took his mouth off her breast, resting his head on her shoulder.
“I can’t believe that just happened,” he heard Janice say.
Neither could he. Not once in the past day had he imagined they’d be lying naked in her backseat in the aftermath of their lovemaking.
But, boy, was he glad it had happened. He’d been uncertain about the chances of them ever getting back together, but now...
now, maybe things could take a turn in the right direction.
“I love you, Janice.” The words were out of his mouth the second the thought appeared in his mind.
Silence descended over the car for the next few seconds. Theon felt her stiffen underneath him. His heart hammered in his chest. Or was it hers? It was hard to tell when they were still joined.
“Wha...what?” she finally said.
When he lifted his head and looked down at her, her eyes were wide with surprise. Another thump filled his chest. It was his heart, after all.
“I said I love you.” He swallowed before continuing, “I know I’ve never said it before, and it must come as a surprise, but I really do. I always have, even when I was too stupid to admit it.”
“Theon...”
“I understand now. I know I messed up in the past. I should’ve been more open with you about the way I felt. I should’ve been more present, but I wasn’t, and you were right to leave because of that.”
She unwound her limbs from around him. “Theon, stop.”
He didn’t. Instead, he propped himself up, gazing deep into her eyes. “I want us to try again, Janice. I want to be with you. I’m willing to do better, be better than I was before. I just....” He paused, his eyes searching her face. “I just want you back.”
She shook her head, lifting a hand to cover her face. “Oh, my God.”
Theon’s heart pounded faster. This certainly wasn’t the reaction he’d been hoping for. Had he said the wrong thing? Was there some other way he could’ve phrased things?
“Look, Janice—”
“Stop. Just stop, Theon.” She lowered her hand, and his heart nearly stopped beating. Anger and hurt shone in her eyes. “I think this was a mistake. We shouldn’t have done this. I shouldn’t have kissed you.”
She might as well have lobbed him over the head with an anvil. He stared at her in shock, unsure how to respond. Just minutes ago, she’d been moaning and whimpering and urging him to give her more of himself. Had that all been a mistake to her?
“I’m sorry,” she said. “But I don’t think what you want is possible.”
Theon sat back, feeling both awkward and silly now. Maybe she was right. They had made a mistake. He’d been mistaken to think that there was ever a chance of getting back with her.
He cleared his throat. “I guess I—”
A movement in the corner of his vision caught his eye.
He glanced up toward Benny’s Best. Sure enough, there was a small shape scurrying across the ranch toward one of the barns.
In the distance, as the sun sank almost completely below the horizon, it was hard to make out what exactly it was.
Theon’s first thought was that it was a squirrel or a raccoon.
It took him a second to realize what it was.
“Theon?” Janice said.
When he looked back at her, the anger was gone from her face, replaced with confusion. Her eyebrows furrowed questioningly.
“What is it?” she wanted to know.
He ground his teeth together. “It’s the gnome. He’s on the move.”