Page 32 of Summer Redemption

With heaving breaths, he looks around before he focuses on me, his eyes intent and filled with a mix of surprise and pure fucking awe. “It looks like you’re about to suck my cock, Little Ray. Is that what you’re going to do?”

My lips quirk up into a smirk as I pull his already hard length out of his jeans. It takes a little maneuvering, but then my lips hover above the tip and my tongue flicks out to collect the pre-cum already starting to bead there.

I make a sound of agreement before parting my lips and taking him into my mouth. His fingers weave through the strands of my hair and give a tug as he groans from deep in his throat.

“Fucking hell,” he grunts.

With no time to waste, seeing as we are out in public, I put my all into giving my man pleasure. My man. It’s getting easier to accept it the more I’m around him, even though I won’t be saying it out loud. Not yet. It’s far too soon, even if Hux hasn’t been shy about making big declarations and promises of forever.

“Your mouth,” he grits out through his teeth.

The vein running up his length throbs under my tongue as I tighten my lips around his girth and hollow my cheeks. I move faster, my hand gripping the base and moving as I bob up and down on him.

His growls of pleasure and noises of encouragement have me rubbing my thighs together. I’m not going to get the friction I need, not like this. But this isn’t about me; it’s about him.

Huxley deserves to be rewarded. And he deserves an apology even though he might not realize it.

I underestimated him and made assumptions about how he was going to treat me today. It wasn’t fair, even though it was based on our past.

Letting go isn’t easy, but I’m trying.

“Fuck,” he grunts, “just like that. I’m close,” he breathes out.

His hands gather my hair into a ponytail, and he uses his grip to move me up and down his cock. His hips lift a little every timeI’m taking as much of him as I can, pushing me just a little bit more.

“Yeah, Sunshine,” he growls, “you look sexy as fuck with my cock in your mouth.” It’s only a moment later when he barks, “Brace and swallow it all.”

Then he’s flooding my mouth with his cum. I swallow every drop. Willingly. Happily.

He looks dazed as I pull off his softening cock, cleaning him as I go. It gives me a smug sense of satisfaction which stays with me until we tumble into his room at Limitless and he shows me how he worships every inch of me.

CHAPTER 12

HUXLEY

I keep one eye on Sierra and another on the door to the barn. Sunshine should be walking in any minute and I’m trying to be patient. When I called her a little while ago, I could hear how sleepy she was.

Everything in me wishes I could have been wrapped around her in bed, but I noticed Sierra was in labor earlier today. I’ve been keeping a close eye on her ever since. As long as she was progressing normally, I wasn’t planning on calling Sunshine until the foal was born.

But the longer I watched, the more it seemed like Sierra was in distress when I checked on her again after dinner. I didn’t want to call if I didn’t need her, but then I couldn’t put it off any longer.

There’s no way I would be able to forgive myself if I needed help and didn’t call my woman so she could come out here. Thisisn’t Sierra’s first foal, and she’s always had easy births before this one.

When Sunshine walks into the barn, an air of confidence about her, I breathe a sigh of relief. I practically sag against the wall of Sierra’s pen, my head moving between the horse who needs us and my woman. She looks delectable in leggings and an oversized t-shirt.

I wish I could really take her in and enjoy how cozy she looks but now is not the time. My cock doesn’t care, but he can wait.

“How’s she doing?” Sunshine’s voice pulls me away my naughty thoughts as she approaches Sierra, her gaze intent and focused.

“I’m not sure. She seems like she’s struggling. She’s never acted like this before when in labor and it worried me.”

She glances my way while reaching over and giving my arm a squeeze. “You did the right thing,” her words help me relax a little and calm some of my nerves. “Did her water break?”

“No,” I assure her, knowing how important it is for a foal to be born relatively quickly after it happens. “She just seems out of sorts, more so than just being in labor. I’m sorry,” I breathe out, “maybe I overreacted because I can’t tell you exactly why I think something might be wrong. She’s more restless and more vocal when she’s normally pretty quiet.”

Sunshine’s eyes are sharp, but kind when she looks over at me. “You know these horses, Hux. I trust your judgement when it comes to them.”

My eyebrows pull together, something about her words rubbing me the wrong way.

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