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Once I was all the way in, I stayed perfectly still, savoring and enjoying the feel of her while fighting the urge to pull out and thrust into her hard and fast.
I wanted to own her. Possess her. Make her mine. Mark her the way she’d marked me.
All these thoughts were spinning through my mind when she startled me by shoving against me, rolling me over so she could be on top.
I gripped her hips as she looked down at me.
“No holding back, remember?” she said as she started moving. Steady at first, finding her rhythm. My hands moved to her gorgeous tits, which fit perfectly there.
Like they were fucking made for me.
Like she was fucking made for me.
And she rode me up and down, her eyes never leaving mine.
Faster and harder as I moved my hand down between us, knowing exactly what she needed. It was so fucking good I didn’t know how much longer I could hold on.
My eyes closed, and I concentrated on her.
On waiting for her to come.
Because pleasing her was all I wanted in this moment, even if my dick had a mind of his own.
“Open your eyes,” her voice said around her frantic breaths, and I looked up to see her watching me. “If we get one night together, I want to see you. I want to watch as you come apart. I want to remember every fucking thing, and I want you to do the same.”
She repeated my words to me, and it was the sexiest fucking thing I’d ever heard.
Making her demands just the way that I had.
I bucked up against her with a fury.
Desperate and needy.
Again and again.
And just when I thought I couldn’t hold on one second longer, she exploded around me. Squeezing my cock until I followed her right over the edge.
Her head fell back, and she met me thrust for thrust.
She cried out my name as a guttural sound left my throat.
And I just watched her in all her beauty.
My fucking perfect raven.
Flying free just like she always did.
* * *
It had been two days since I’d seen Presley.
Two days since I’d dropped her at her house the morning after our night together.
And I was in hell. I couldn’t stop thinking about her, and we were texting all day, every day because we were giving this new friendship idea a try.
I pulled down the long driveway toward Duncan Ranch and put the truck in park. I’d just dropped Gracie at school, where she asked me no less than five hundred times if Presley could teach her to ride a horse. I’d agreed to come check on the horses a couple of days a week until Frank found a replacement to work here full time.
And I was just trying to hold on to my sanity. Keep some bit of distance there, as our night together was a one-and-done deal.
