Page 71 of Reining in Never


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“We have a past. She was part of my life for a long time. She brings back memories. That’s all. I was thinking about how life would have turned out if my dad wasn’t such a mess, if I had stuck around home more.”

“You were thinking about how you could’ve gone home a long time ago to be with your high school sweetheart? How the two of you lost so much time?” Kinsley’s words filled with hurt, her voice cracking.

“No, Kinsley!” The frustration of the situation had me pacing now.

“Did you love her?” Her question came softly.

Her eyes shimmered, and I hated myself for causing her pain.

“I don’t know! Maybe?” I admitted, my voice fraught with confusion. “We were friends for a long time, and when we started dating, it wasn’t an a-ha moment; it was just expected. And, yeah, I cared about her, a lot. She’s a great girl; I’m not going to lie. She was comfortable and safe. But was it love? I’m not sure. With you, though, it’s different. The first time I saw you, it was like being struck by lightning. When you first spoke to me, my heart cracked wide open. There was no questioning it; I just fell. Kinsley, I knew I was in love with you the second I saw you.”

Kinsley’s gaze was piercing. Her lips pressed together so tightly I thought she might draw blood. Then, suddenly, she was in my arms, her hands tangled in my hair as she pulled me into a fervent kiss.

The intensity of her reaction left me breathless. I’d never gotten that hard, that fast.

Our tongues tangled together, and we clawed at each other’s clothes.

“Get back in the truck,” I commanded.

“Trying to tell me what to do now?”

“Kinsley. Get back in the truck.”

Her expression turned from teasing to heated. She opened the back door and crawled inside, putting her perfect round ass right in my face.

“I don’t know what Finn was talking about. Your ass isn’t boney at all.” I gave it a good smack.

She squealed, turned around, and laid back across the seat while I positioned myself uncomfortably over her, one knee on the floor and the other between her legs.

“You are too big for sex in the backseat of a truck.”

“Nah, I’ll make it work.” My dick was already aching and straining against my jeans; if I had to put my back out to make this happen, so be it.

I kissed down Kinsley’s throat, trying to take my time and not be a pig, but the little moans she made were not helping. The shirt she was wearing was low-cut, and I pulled it down to expose one breast. She wasn’t wearing a bra, which I was very grateful for. I took her nipple between my teeth, and she arched herself into me.

“Wyatt,” she whimpered. “Please don’t make me wait.”

She was already undoing my belt and unbuttoning my jeans, releasing me from the restraining fabric. She stroked my length, and I shuddered.

“Fuck,” I breathed.

I made it my mission to peel the skin-tight jeans from her body. I fumbled in the small space, but I’d never needed anything more than I needed Kinsley naked right that second.

“Wyatt, hurry!” She lifted her core, seeking desperately.

“I’m trying!” I grunted with effort as I pulled her pants free from her body.

She was writhing beneath me, and my dick was throbbing. Us and trucks, it was a thing.

“Wyatt…” Her hand was between her legs. Such an impatient girl.

I removed her hand and pinned it over her head. “I can’t let you do that.”

“Then you better stop me.”

I didn’t hesitate. I couldn’t wait a second longer either. I entered her deeply in one thrust. She gasped at the brute force.

“Better?” I asked.

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