Page 54 of Silent Heart

“Touch your breast,” Kole instructed, guiding the gelding around a tree before increasing the speed once more.

My fingers grasped the horse’s coarse mane, so that my left hand could reach up. “Like this?”

The spaghetti strap fell down, and with it, the built-in cup of the tank top. Hot sunlight instantly warmed my breast. Openand exposed weren’t frightening sensations. Not when they made Kole breathe hard like that.

“Pinch your nipple,” he ground out.

I tweaked myself. Pleasure zipped through me. It was my turn to gasp.

“There you go. See how hard and needy that beautiful pink tip is? Look how she strains for me,” he growled, applying even more pressure to my pussy. Stars burst across my field of vision. “But I can’t suck on you. There’s no relief from that needy little ache I know your breasts are feeling right now.”

I kneaded my breast, squeezing and tugging. Damn him, he was right! It wasn’t the same.

His voice was triumphant. “You need more, don’t you, baby?”

There was a slight pressure from his thighs, and then Governor bolted into a gallop. I launched forward, but Kole’s tight grip around my waist prevented me from flying head long onto the earth below.

Bolt after bolt shot through my sensitive pussy. The muscles clenched tight. I was close to release but couldn’t quite reach it with the natural rocks and pitches of the ride.

We should stop the horse. Kole should end my agony! “Please,” I whimpered, unable to form the thoughts into words.

“Almost there, baby.” He continued to touch me in a way that was nothing short of teasing.

The delicious friction was a repeated burst of ecstasy. The urgent gait made my body ignite.

And then, it slowed.

“No, no!” I screamed, trying to rock into him with the same intensity.

But Governor was walking.

In the back of my mind, I knew the gallop was a lot for the horse used to the field, especially with two riders. But it was thefact that Kole was no longer touching me. The tank top was back in place, breast tucked neatly away.

My body protested violently. “I was right there!”

A rich, dark chuckle skated down my spine. “Tonight,” Kole promised.

“That’s not fair,” I gasped. “You tease! You freaking little tease!”

His voice was like melted chocolate. “Now you know how I’ll be feeling while I wait.” Discreetly, Kole reached my hand back, letting my fingers brush over his thick cock. “I’ll be waiting for you, Harley. Hurry over.”

The timing was perfect. We were so close to the house, if he’d let me come, I would have been exploding in front of my family members. Hiding my heaving chest and heavy breathing, I didn’t meet anyone’s gaze.

We dismounted in front of the garage. No one had taken the kids on a pony ride. An audience watched as we walked the horses to the barn, but only the smaller children came inside to watch us take off the tack, rub the horses, and put them out to pasture. Lucky animals. They could cool down.

Meanwhile, my body burned from the ride back.

“And this?” Kole held the horse’s shoe.

“Some people think they’re good luck.” I watched him, admiring the hard feel of his body, and wondering how I would make it the next few hours before I could feel it pressed on me once more. Should I just take him up to the hay loft? My fingers itched to test my own luck. “I like to keep them and use them as decorations or craft projects. I’ve been doing it for years.”

“Do you want it?” Kole didn’t offer the curved piece of metal but studied it like it was a fascinating treasure.

I’d seen that look before. This time, it was my chest that pulsed, muscles clenching tight.

But I couldn’t let those reactions show. Not when things were so unsettled between us.

With a sigh, I opened the gate and ushered Kole out of the paddock.

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