Page 46 of Big Dix

This kiss steals my breath; it’s sweet and passionate. I think I know where I want this head. His growing erection between us tells me we’re heading in the same direction. He grips my ass with his large hands, and damn it, that little display of power just gets me.

“You ready to take a ride?”

Hell, yes, I am.Damn, Atticus is so hot and sexy and hard. I reach between us and palm his length through his pants. His cock grows impossibly harder between us.

“Yeah,” I breathlessly reply, pushing up on tiptoes, hungrily pressing my mouth to his.

Jen’s just going to need to entertain herself for a while. I’ve got a country boy begging to take me for a ride.

TWENTY-SIX

Evelyn

When he asked me if I wanted to take a ride, thiswas notwhat I had in mind. I grip Atticus tighter as we bounce across the green field at Mach-1 on his ATV. Jen talked her way out of it and is currently lounging by the pool, drink and book in hand.

I hate her.

A bug slaps me in the side of the face. I gag and wipe its poor little smashed body away with one hand while hanging on for my life with the other.

Fuck, that hurt. This is not better than getting dicked. I hate nature.

I don’t even know where we’re headed or how big this farm is, but my god, it must be enormous because we have been flying through this field for what seems like forever.

Finally, a massive black barn looms in the distance.

We pass too near some cows for my liking, and one of the cows moos some kind of threat to me, making me squeeze Atticus harder.I don’t like the look in his eye.

He stops in front of the big door to the barn and hops off the ATV, and I follow suit. I run my fingers through my windblown hair, trying to tame down the craziness while he opens the door to the barn. He pushes it to the side, and I step in. Horses occupy stalls everywhere. Huge, beautiful, black horses like I’ve never seen before.

“They’re beautiful. What are they?”

“Tennessee Walkers. We’re a lead breeder in the state.”

“So, you make money off horse sex?”

Atticus barks out a laugh. “Yeah, something like that. Come on. There’s something else I want you to see.” He takes my hand and leads me through the barn to another massive door that he slides open.

I’d be lying if I say that I didn’t enjoy watching him exert pressure on the door to move it.

Once that door slides open, my breath stalls in my chest. “Atticus! The view is incredible!”

I move past him, drawn to the scene before me. Lush green rolling hills surround the beautiful landscape and pond. Even my city ass can appreciate this beauty.

“I think so, too.” He moves behind me, wraps his arms around my waist, and rests his chin on my head.

This moment feels perfect. I can’t help but feel hopeful that we may turn into something more. I spot a dock floating on the pond.

“Can we go out there?”

“Yeah, we can.” He takes my hand, and warmth spreads through me and my chest tightens and I enjoy simply being with this new man in my life in the place he loves.

We walk down a flagstone path that leads to the dock, and the wooden landing sways a little bit under our weight. Atticus grips my hand tighter, leading me toward the end, where two Adirondack chairs stand guard over the pond. We each lower ourselves into a seat, and I take a moment to check our surroundings.

It’s stunning.

I may say I hate nature, but this view… a girl could get used to this.

“This is perfect,” I say, scanning the area.

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