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My grip tightened around Stephanie as a surge of unease washed over me. Could it be her? Could she have followed me here, to this small Texas town? But then I shook my head, chiding myself for being paranoid. It had been ages since I left Brooks Creek, and surely she wouldn’t have come all this way just to find me. As quickly as the fear arose, I pushed it down, burying it beneath a facade of celebration. I couldn’t let my past haunt me, not now. Not when we were celebrating this momentous occasion. Feeling Stephanie’s warmth beside me, I forced a smile, dismissing the nagging doubts that lingered in the back of my mind.
Instead, I wrapped my arm around Stephanie, pulling her close and pressing my lips to hers in a fervent kiss. In that embrace, I found solace and reassurance. My mind still raced, flickering with paranoia, but I forced myself to stay in the moment. This was supposed to be a celebration, a moment of triumph for us both. I couldn’t let my past cast a shadow over our happiness.
Stephanie’s laughter rang in my ears, her smile lighting up her face as she pulled away from our kiss, her eyes sparkling with joy. “We did it,” she exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement.
“Yeah, we did,” I replied, my own voice tinged with relief. But even as I spoke the words, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the depths of my mind. As we basked in the afterglow of our victory, I made a silent promise to myself: I wouldn’t let my past dictate my future. I would face whatever challenges lay ahead with courage and determination, knowing that as long as I had Stephanie by my side, we could overcome anything together.
With that thought in mind, I turned my attention back to the celebration, determined to savor every moment of this joyous occasion. And as the cheers of the crowd echoed around us, I found myself smiling, the fear and doubt slowly fading away in the warmth of Stephanie’s embrace.
As Melody nodded and started to load Phantom into the trailer, I turned toward Stephanie’s Bronco, a smirk playing at the corners of my lips. “Well now, darlin’,” I drawled in my best fake Southern accent, “you reckon there’s room for two in that there truck of yours?”
Stephanie chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she opened the passenger door. “I reckon we can make some room,” she replied, her own accent slipping into a Texan twang. I slid into the truck beside her, the familiar scent of leather and hay enveloping me as I settled into the worn seat. The engine rumbled to life beneath us, the sound comforting in its familiarity as Stephanie pulled away from the race track.
We drove along and the tension of the day began to melt away, and was soon replaced by a sense of contentment and ease. Stephanie’s presence beside me was like a warm blanket, soothing and reassuring as we made our way back to the ranch. We chatted idly as we drove, sharing stories and laughter, the miles passing by in a blur of scenery and conversation. It was moments like those, simple and unassuming, that I treasured the most—the quiet moments with Stephanie, free from the chaos and uncertainty of the outside world.
“So, what happens now with Phantom?” Stephanie asked, breaking the silence as we drove. “What’s the plan?”
I glanced over at her, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I reached over to gently brush my fingers against hers. “Well, first things first. We’ll need to get him settled back at the ranch,” I replied,
my voice soft. “Then we’ll start working on his training regimen, getting him ready for the next race.”
Stephanie nodded, her gaze fixed on the road ahead as she listened intently. “And what about you?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity. “What’s next for Ashlyn Beech?”
I took a moment to consider her question, my thoughts drifting to the future. “Honestly, I’m not sure,” I admitted, my fingers tracing idle patterns on the fabric of her jeans. “But for now, I’m just happy to be here, with you.”
Stephanie’s smile softened. Her hand found mine and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “I’m happy you’re here too, Ashlyn,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m happy you’re here
too.”
My fingers continued to trace gentle patterns along Stephanie’s thigh, and I felt the tension between us building with each passing moment. The warmth of her skin beneath my touch sent a shiver
down my spine, igniting a fire that burned with a fierce intensity. Leaning closer to her, I felt the electricity crackling between us, the air thick with anticipation. Our eyes locked in a shared moment of silent understanding, the world around us fading into the background as we become lost in each other’s gaze.
Suddenly, Stephanie spotted a secluded place by the side of the road, the perfect place to pull over and steal a moment alone together. With a quick glance, she guided the truck to the side of the road, the engine rumbling to a halt as we came to a stop.
Turning to face her, I found myself lost in the depths of her gaze, the desire in her eyes mirroring my own. Without a word, I closed the distance between us, capturing her lips in a searing kiss that left us both breathless and wanting more. Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the heat of the moment, the world around us fading away. Our kiss deepened, the tension between us reaching its peak as we gave in to the desire that had been building between us all day.
“You were incredible.” Stephanie’s words washed over me like a warm embrace, her praise filling me with pride and satisfaction.
Breaking away from the kiss, I gazed into Stephanie’s eyes, emotion welling up inside me. “I did it for you,” I whispered as I caressed her cheek with the back of my hand.
My hand reached down, sliding between her knees and then pushing further up between her lovely thighs under her skirt.
Her moan was a clear encouragement as she tipped her head back and parted her legs to allow me access and before I knew it, the lace of her panties was in my hand. I pressed against it and felt her wetness even through the panties. I played around them, toyed with the now damp fabric between my fingers, enjoying every second of her moans and shudders as my fingers teased her.
I watched as her nipples hardened beneath the thin fabric of her dress. Pleasing Stephanie was always such a pleasure for me. Watching her enjoy my touch drove me crazy. I felt my own desire pulsing in my jeans.
I pulled her panties to the side and gave her more direct contact and I thought for a second she might jump off the seat with excitement. Her body responded and she felt wetter and I adjusted my position as best as I could within the confines of the truck, leaning across as best as possible so I could angle my wrist. She didn’t need asking to shift her hips forwards to allow me access, she did it instinctively. We were always in tune sexually, as though our bodies were made to make music together.
My fingers pushed into her deeply and firmly.
“Oh, god… oh… Ash…” she cried out as I began to fuck her deeply and slowly to start with, my fingers curled up to her G spot, teasing at her clitoris with my thumb as I went.
She raised her hips to move with me and she met me with hips that wanted more.
I felt so high from the events of the day, sex is always something I like following winning and this was no different.
Except, it was actually different. Sex with Stephanie was actually always different because I felt something beyond pure lust. I felt pure lust for her, of course. But I also felt a connection. An other worldly connection as though our souls were meant to be joined.
