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“Mmm, yes.” Her eyes were closed, but a smile played over her lips. Relief. “I love being filled by you.”
I bit at her bottom lip. “Don’t get too relaxed.” I started pumping into her, slowly at first, savouring it, but then I quickened my pace, building us both into a frenzy.
We breathed into each other, deep and heavy, and sweat glistened on our skin.
It wasn’t until her mouth opened in a silent scream that I let myself go in one last hard thrust and collapsed, my face buried in her chest. Her fingers threaded through my hair, stroking.
“Ow,” I mumbled into her breasts.
“What muscle did you pull this time, old man?”
“I think all of them.”
“Aww, poor baby.” She rubbed her hands over my back. “Do you want to ask your other girlfriend if you can soak in her tub tonight?”
I raised my head to look at her. “You’re not funny.”
“Oh yes, I am.”
I dug my chin into her chest and wiggled it, making her shriek, squirm, and trying to get away, all the while laughing.
I painfully lifted myself up and looked around the truck to make sure the coast was clear before I opened the door and stepped out into the darkness. I pulled my pants up. One of these days, I was going to get my girl into a proper bed.
Kinsley grabbed her jeans and pulled them on before sliding out of the truck, giving me a quick kiss.
“Do we have to go in there and watch Grady show off on that bull?” I asked.
“Yep. We also have some investigating to do.”
Right. We’re here to ask around about my dad. Did I want to know where he was or what he was doing?
“Alright. Let’s go.” I took Kinsley’s hand and tugged her along to the door.
Chapter 31
Outlaw State of Mind - Chris Stapleton
Kinsley
We walked into the bar, greeted by the sight of Grady centre stage, with a bachelorette party, teaching them how to conquer the mechanical bull. They were all fawning over him, even the bride.
Finding Finn and Grace at a nearby table, it was clear they had settled in. Finn nursed a beer while Grace played absentmindedly with her straw in an empty glass.
“Looks like we have some catching up to do.” I noted the collection of glasses as we joined them.
Wyatt’s arm was around my waist, an action that didn’t escape Grace’s notice.
“I need alcohol to endure that,” Finn commented, nodding towards Grady’s spectacle. “Those girls must be really drunk.”
Wyatt chuckled in agreement behind me.
“You guys are joking, right?” I couldn’t help but challenge their amused detachment.
“What do you mean?” Finn looked puzzled.
“Grady is more popular with the female population than the two of you combined,” I explained. “There are racers with his picture in their tack trunks. The buckle bunnies adore him.”
“It’s a bull rider thing,” Wyatt said.
