Page 12 of Easy Rider
How long does she want to pretend we don’t want to rip each other’s clothes off?
“The structure will probably be sound but not for much longer.” I point to a beam of light sneaking in from above. She nods, peering up again. Her golden hair cascades down her back. “That’s justoneof the cracks.” My throat feels raw.
“Good to know.” Emma digs in her purse as I lead her deeper into the barn. The thing that makes Emma so irresistible is she isn’t a cock tease. I know she’s not driving me insane on purpose. She doesn’t even realize what she’s doing to me.
“We’re only using this as a temporary shelter,” I explain, doing my best to stay on point. “The whole thing could come down if we get heavy snow, or a big storm. And there’s dry rot in the rafters.”
“Got it. Thanks.” Emma pulls her phone out and brings it to her luscious mouth. She presses a button. “Ryder says first barn is a no-go,” she dictates. “Roof needs replacing. It’s unsafe for full-time use and will come down in snow. Also, dry rot in rafters.” She keeps the phone to her lips and turns to me. “Anything else I should add?”
“Yeah. Ryder wants to fuck your brains out.”
Eyes wide open and stunned, Emma holds my stare in silence. She parts her lips to say something, and I’m holding myself back, breathing heavily, waiting for her to respond to her craving.
Her nipples still look like rocks. Should I unbutton that dress slowly or just rip it the fuck open?
She shuts her phone off and practically runs to the other side of the barn. Now she’s pretending to inspect a wall.
But I’m not letting her ignore me this time. I stalk her like a tiger who hasn’t fucked in a year. “Did you get a long enough look at me out there in the parking lot?”
Emma stops in her tracks and whips her head up at me. “You saw me?” She frowns. Hell, Ifelther presence all the way in the corral. “Why didn’t you wave or something?”
“I didn’t want to ruin the surprise, darlin’.” I keep my voice low, cautiously approaching her.
She’s biting her goddamn lip again. “And what kind of surprise do you think I have for you?”
“Whatever you have in mind,” I purr, and it’s impossible for me not to run my fingers up her silky arm. Her breath hitches in response to my touch. “Maybe you want to start making up for lost time because you’ve missed me.”
Emma gulps and takes a step back. She does a quick sweep of the barn, as if she’s worried about being caught. I don’t know who hurt her in the past to make her so cautious, but I’d like to kill him.
“Maybe I have missed you just a little.” She draws the words out slowly, as if she has to force herself to say them, then shifts her wild, dark-blue gaze back to me. “But that’s not why I’m here.”
“You don’t have to be shy about anything with me, sugarplum.” I close the distance between us again. “You and I are way past that.”
“Look.” She licks her lips. “I didn’t come back to—”
“Come all over my cock, like you did last time?”
“No.” Her cheeks turn bright pink. She shakes her head adamantly. “No.”
“To let me kiss you first?”
“No.” The word is barely a whisper.
“No?” I ask. The heat in her eyes burns right through me. “Emma, Emma, Emma,” I say calmly, trying to ignore the fact that my cock wants to be inside her sweet body so much it’s about to explode. “We both know that isn’t true. I sure want to kiss you, and Iknowyou’d like it.” I reach for her and she jerks back, as skittish as an unbroken filly.
“I don’t know why you think I’m going to jump your bones or something.” She props her hands on her hips, making her top open more and her dress hike further up her legs.
I lick my lips, thinking about how fucking sweet she’s going taste. “So we’re just going to pretend you didn’t sit on my face and come all over my tongue? That I filled you with so much of my cum your little pussy overflowed? Darlin’, there’s no undoing the fact that we fucked every which way, everywhere, and you begged for more. Against the wall, living room floor, backyard—”
“Stop.” She throws a hand up “That was just that one night, and I wasn’t acting like myself. I don’t even know who that person was. That wasn’t me.”
I’m getting sick and tired of this game. “You and I both know you wereexactlyyourself. You’ve probably never been more like yourself than you were that night. You just needed to be with me.”
“You’re fucking crazy.” She turns away and kicks at something in the dirt.
“Oh, and youaregoing to ride my cock again, Emma. I’ll make you come so hard, you won’t be able to walk. If you’re not careful, I’ll turn you into my fuck-toy—I think maybe you’d like that. But one thing is certain, sugarplum. I’m going to break you out of this fucking act you’re putting on, pretending to be shy or all business, or whatever the hell it is you’re doing.”
