Page 31 of My Cowboy Kiss
“Dog! Stay,” River commands when the pup tries to leave with us.
Pax was told he could name the retriever when it was brought home and all he kept doing was clapping his hands excitedly and calling him Dog. The name stuck.
River’s brother Marshall will take care of Dog while we’re away.
I strap our son into his car seat and then we set off for the short trip from our place to the main house.
We built our house ourselves using reclaimed wood and salvaged items. It was a long labor of love, and the house is like us. Not perfect, but sturdy. It’ll stand the test of time.
At the main house, my father-in-law eases down the porch steps the minute we pull into the driveway. “Pax!” he says throwing his arms wide.
Frances follows shortly after and starts chatting away to our boy. “Where are the two of you headed?” she asks but her attention is not on us.
“Somewhere to fuck my wife without interruption,” River whispers in my ear, then he gets Pax’s overnight bag from the back of the truck.
His parents tell us goodbye, then walk into the house.
“We’re lucky to have family so close by,” I say. “There’s always someone wanting to babysit.”
“Mmm hmm…lucky.” River swats me on the ass as I climb into the truck.
“Did you get the tent?” I ask when he joins me. We’re heading to a private campground we’ve visited for the last couple of years.
“Yep.”
“And camp cookware?”
“Yep.”
“And my vibrator?”
He swivels his head to gape at me. “When did you get—oh. You’re teasing.”
“You were giving me one word answers. I wanted to see if you were paying attention.”
“I always pay attention to you. Especially when you’re naked.”
“What am I going to do with you?” I put my hand on his thigh and his muscle bunches under my touch.
“I can think of several ideas.” He smirks. “And if you want to get a vibrator, I’ll let it join us while I’m doing you.”
“Is that so?”
He nods. “I’ll fuck you with it in one hole while I’m doing the other hole. Or while you’re sucking me, I’ll use it to make you come at the same time.”
I groan. “How far are we from the site?”
“A ways.”
“Then we need to talk about something else instead.”
“Instead of me fucking you so good?”
“River!”
He whips the truck down a long dirt road.
“What are you doing?”
