Chapter 21 #2

The man rocked on his heels. “Smart woman, I’d like to see them in person up close if I may? Before I consider making any offers.”

“I’d be happy to show you both in a private showcase if you’d like to meet me for their morning stretch, that might be the best time before the auction.”

“I would indeed,” said the man she was now sure was Mr. Dixon.

“Great, I’ll see you at eight in the morning?”

“I’ll be there.” The man tilted his hat to her before walking away.

Miranda could barely hide her smile. If Dixon was interested, then others would follow.

And standing around in this dress wasn’t going to get her any more prepared for the showcase or auction.

She decided she’d much rather be back in the arena with her horses and temporary ranch hand.

But on the way out she borrowed a bottle of white wine to take with her.

Hailing a cab back to the arena was easy from the hotel and she wasn’t surprised to see there were several other breeders that made sure to leave a wrangler in their assigned stalls to watch over their horses too.

Something she was sure Renn had known about and probably always planned to volunteer to do for her.

Once she made it to their assigned stalls she leaned over the door quietly. Thor and Beast instantly neighed toward her, and she spotted Renn crashed out on some hay in the third stall, with his ankles crossed and his cowboy hat over his face.

“Hey, cowboy, you think your boss will mind if we have a nightcap?” she said softly.

“Nope, she’d probably recommend it after today.” He stood and opened the locked stall door for her, then relocked it behind her.

“Looks like I’m underdressed,” he said, as his eyes roved over her in a short black cocktail dress. “What are we celebrating?”

“A maybe. Because so far, I have four interested ranches. And Mr. Dixon asked if he could get a private viewing of Beast and Thor in the morning. I think that told every other buyer at the party that we have a pretty competitive stud.”

Renn smiled. “That’s great news.”

“And I thought what better way than to toast Beast and Thor.”

“Oh, I thought maybe you missed my company.”

She set the bottle on a shelf. “I guess I did because you were the first person I wanted to tell. Is that weird?”

Renn closed the space between them and pulled her into his body. “Not any more strange than the fact that I can’t seem to stop thinking about you and how much I’d like to kiss you again.”

“Maybe we owe it to ourselves to figure out why fate has thrown us together?” Without another word she wrapped her arms up around Renn’s shoulders and said, “Please kiss me again.”

“I want to kiss you everywhere,” he said.

“I want that more.”

“You’re sure?”

“More than anything.”

Miranda pulled him closer and met his hungry mouth. They were like an unexpected storm that came thundering down. And this time there was no reason to stop and no one to interrupt them.

Renn slowly walked her backwards until her back was pushed up against the stable wall.

No one passing by would be able to see them in this corner of the dark space.

Then he reached down, pulling up the hem of her dress, slowly sliding the fabric up her thighs and over her hips until it was bunched around her waist. She watched as he sank down to his knees and threw one of her legs over his shoulder before he buried his face in her panties.

He inhaled deeply and she could feel the damp heat of her desire for him pool.

But when he pulled the thin material of her panties to the side and she could feel his breath on her bare flesh she was completely undone.

“I need you,” she whispered.

Then with one swipe of his tongue she was lost, and she didn’t come up for air until there were stars bursting behind her closed eyes and her entire body felt electrified by his touch. Renn was worshiping her while giving her every ounce of pleasure he could find, but she wanted more.

“Renn,” she begged.

“Okay, beautiful, I want more of you too. I’d rather take you back to the hotel, but I don’t think either of us can wait.” Then he put her leg back down and peeled off her soaked panties, dropping them to the floor.

“No waiting,” she panted.

Renn gripped the back of both her thighs with his rough warm hands and lifted her up to straddle his waist. She instinctively wrapped her legs around him with her still pressed up against the wall, and she instantly felt his hard thick length between her legs.

His mouth was on her neck, but she needed all of him.

His hands were still wrapped around the backs of her thighs, but his fingers were teasing her as he stroked her core.

Uncontrollably she bucked up against him.

“I need you,” she pleaded.

Then his mouth was on hers, sucking her tongue and promising to give her everything she needed.

His thumb stroked along her wet folds before circling her clit.

She ground down onto his hand, needing to feel him inside her and then reached between them to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans.

She released his thick cock and the heat of his length pressed hard against her dripping-wet heat.

She looked up to find him watching her stroke him and could see he wanted her just as much as she needed him.

“Please.”

With one tilt of his hips the tip of his cock slid down her slit and in the next motion Renn thrust slowly inside her.

Their bodies froze as he sank as deep inside her as he could get.

Her thighs squeezed around his waist, begging him not to move as pleasure rolled through her.

Then he began to pulse in and out of her dripping core with slow thrusts.

With each wave the tension grew, and they were chasing the same release.

His mouth on her skin, his teeth were nipping at her shoulder, his back muscles flexing as he held her up and drove into her.

Taking them both to ecstasy and a feeling she had never expected.

As she grew more breathless one of his hands came up to grip her mouth right before her orgasm burst over her, and he slowly continued to pump inside her, giving her every delicious bit of pleasure.

He was panting from his exertion as he moved his hand off her mouth and gripped her bottom again.

Her body felt like she was floating and just when she thought she couldn’t feel anything more he pulled her off the wall and began to lift her up and down his length, until she took over the pace and rode his hard length, biting his shoulder to stop herself from crying out his name as another orgasm burst over her.

And then with a deep moan he lifted her off his cock and let his seed spill over her thigh.

“Oh my…” she breathed, unsure she could ever feel so much with anyone else.

“Mine,” was all he said, and she felt it in every ounce of her being.

Then with careful movements he set her feet back down and ordered her, “Don’t move.

” Looking around she couldn’t believe she just did that in their rented paddocks, but she didn’t regret it one bit.

Then Renn was back with a sleeping bag and a T-shirt.

First, he used the T-shirt to clean her up and then pulled down the hem of her dress, so she was covered again.

Next, he laid out the sleeping bag on the stacks of hay and took her hand, leading her to sit on the soft sleeping bag.

“Will you stay here with me?” he asked while sitting next to her.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”

With a nod he reached up to grip the back of her neck and kissed her, but this time it was a sweet, reverent kiss.

The kind that seems to say something. Then they lay down on the blanket and in the dim light he pulled her body into his.

And she realized not only were they not going to get any sleep but the reason it felt different with Renn was because he was completely different than every other man she’d ever dated.

Because somehow, she’d gone and fallen for this cowboy she barely knew, and now she’d given him her body and her heart.

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