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Cooter, not so much. They were still friends, but only on the surface, anything deeper had been cut out like a tumor. Knowing how she felt about Horse now, after only a short time, the idea that Cooter had been serious about asking her out was laughable. She’d never hold him close to her heart like Horse.

With thoughts of Horse on her mind, she slipped a hand between her legs, healed fingers playing delicately within the wet folds of flesh there. She’d always believed herself a sensual lover and being with Horse seemed to have reawakened that side of her. The simple memory of making love with Horse could have her wet and wanting within seconds, remembering how he thrust deep, the way he had of rolling his hips—nugh.

The screen door for the kitchen banged quietly and a few moments later, she heard soft footfalls up the hallway. With a grin, Glenna shoved the covers down the bed and spread her legs wider, one hand still busy playing.

When Horse came through the doorway, he stumbled to a halt with a grunt, fingers grasping the doorframe tightly.

“Close the door.” Glenna stretched her neck back, arching with pleasure.

“Yes, ma’am.”

From the corner of her eye, she could see him fumbling with something, then heard, “Goddammit, Shamu. No cockblocking today.” The door latch clicked, and Horse rushed the bed as the dog scratched at the door, demanding to be let inside.

“Good call, honey,” she told him, pushing herself up onto her elbows. Watching him undress was a treat she wasn’t willing to miss.

He stripped his shirt over his head, revealing the planes and valleys of his belly. Low, just above the waistband of his jeans, there was the most delicious treasure trail she loved to follow with her tongue. The muscles of his chest bunched as he unfastened the jeans and hooked his thumbs to push them down along with his boxers. Deftly stepping out of his socks, he’d gotten naked in less than a minute, and she held her arms out to him.

“How do you want me?” The question was muffled by his mouth against her breast, teeth grazing the inside curve in a delicious tease.

“Over me. Behind me. Under me. However we want to love.” She nuzzled the side of his head, then gripped a handful of hair to lift his face. “But inside me is most important.”

“You got it, darlin’.” He rolled over her legs and reached to the nightstand, plucking a condom out of the half-closed drawer. Sheathing himself with a hiss, Horse slipped into bed alongside her, pressing his hip to hers as his heavy cock arced across her belly. “You ready?” He dipped the broad fingers of one hand between her legs, groaning when he found how worked up she’d made herself. “Fuckin’ hell, woman. Sexy as shit me walkin’ in on you like that. Nearly passed out the way all the blood rushed from my head. Thought I’d fall and knock myself for a loop. Death by sudden erection. Hella way to go.”

His thumb teased her clit, rolling the tip side to side across the pearl of flesh. Just as she was regaining her breath from that, he speared two fingers inside her, working them as deep as he could. His head dipped to her breast again, latching on with a deep suck. He released with a pop, then skimmed his teeth across the budded nipple.

“So fuckin’ sexy, baby.”

Glenna’s hands were roving with a mind of their own, fingers threading through his hair and scratching at his beard, her flattened palms caressing down every inch of skin she could reach. She arched up against his mouth, then bowed her back to thrust into his touch.

Dimly, she realized she was chanting his name. Each new sensation pulled the sounds from her, and when he drove her up and over the peak with just his fingers, her cries turned more guttural, raw.

Just as she was easing back down from her climax, he rolled so he covered her like a blanket, spread her legs wide, and thrust inside. Bottoming out on a single deep, slow push, Horse paused there, his gaze fixed to her face. She lifted a leg and he caught at her calf, bringing it to his chest as he rocked forward. The circling of his hips rekindled her passion, sending her soaring high enough to see stars, and Glenna found herself clutching at the sheets to anchor herself.

Her other leg came around his waist, and he supported it with ease as he bent over her. The shift in position brought her hips higher, opening her to his every movement, and he slid in deeper than ever before.

“Love this,” she whispered. “Love the way you fill me up. Love the way you love me up.”

“Oh, darlin’,” he groaned softly. “You were made for me. So fuckin’ perfect—I can’t help myself when I’m around you. Gotta have my hands on you, be in you.”

“Fuck me, Horse.” She rocked her pelvis up to meet his thrust and the jarring collision pitched her lust higher. “Hard, baby.”

One hand fisted against the mattress next to her head, Horse did as she demanded, slamming into her over and over. The sounds of their bodies were punctuation to her cries and his groans, and she reached down between them to pinch her clit.

“Fuckin’ hot, woman. Watchin’ you take what you need.” Sweat beaded on his forehead, wetting his hair, and Glenna saw his face sharpen with extra strain. “Need you to come, Glenna. Get yourself there.”

“Almost.” She angled her leg out, pushing her heel against the mattress for more leverage. “Gonna come, gonna come.” Her voice cracked as the tsunami broke over her, burying her in the sudden uncoiling of the tension, limbs shuddering with the force of it.

“Fucking yes,” he grunted and picked up the pace. Three thrusts and his back curved, bringing him down over her, his eyes locked to hers as he stuttered through another couple of thrusts, then buried himself.

“Fucking love you, Glenna.”

He collapsed on top of her, breathing as ragged as hers, their sweaty skin slippery. With a wiggle and a twist, he’d slid to the side, removed the condom and disposed of it, then hauled her up beside him, wrapping his arms around her to keep them close.

“I’m so glad I found you.”

Sleep was coming, pulling her underneath its comforting blanket, but not before she heard his answer.

“We found each other, darlin’. And I’m glad too.”