Chapter 37

JAMIE

 

I stare at Hank’s retreating back and keep waiting for him to turn around and tell me this has all been a horrible joke and that he is actually going to fuck me and make me his woman. When the seconds tick by and he still doesn’t show, I let out an angry huff and fall back onto the bed.

God, I can’t believe that just happened. When I’d woken up to see him standing at the end of my bed, I’d thought I was just having another fantasy about him, but that was so much better than anything I could possibly dream up. Just the thought of how good his mouth felt on my pussy has me rubbing my thighs together in need. If he thinks he can blow me off this easily, he’s got another thing coming.

Pushing myself off the bed, I go to my suitcase that I still haven’t unpacked and pull out the pink summer dress I’d packed and the pair of cowboy boots my dad had bought me as an I’m sorry I’m sending you away for the summer present. I don’t bother with panties or a bra. Let’s see how long Hank can resist this.

With a smug grin, I brush through my hair and head downstairs. Sadie’s happily finishing up her dogfood, and Hank is nowhere to be seen. I grab a bagel that’s on the counter, suddenly ravenous from my early-morning activities and eat while I go over everything that happened in my mind, reliving each amazing second. God, the feel of his large cock sliding along my ass crack had been life-changing. I had no idea anything could feel so good.

Unable to wait any longer, I look at Sadie and say, “All right, girl. I guess I’m off to the stables.”

Her head perks up, and I swear she understands me. She gives a flick of her tail and trots to the door, waiting patiently for me to let her out. I laugh when she bolts out, and I have to run to catch up. I follow her across the field to where a large, red barn stands. When I turn the corner, I see Hank carrying bales of hay over to the waiting horses. He’s wearing his cowboy hat, but he’s pulled his T-shirt off, and the sight of his bare chest takes my breath away. I know exactly how that feels pressed up against me, and fuck do I want more. One moment with him will never be enough.

When Sadie gives a happy bark and runs over to him, he turns his head and I see his body tense when he catches sight of me in my skimpy, little dress and cowboy boots. His green eyes look ravenous, and my heart speeds up with each passing second.

He gives his head a shake and says, “You don’t need to be out here,

Jamie.”

“I’m supposed to be working,” I remind him, walking closer.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea today.” He avoids my eyes and goes back to feeding the horses.

I step up to the stall closest to me, eyeing the large, brown horse inside. He lifts his head and gives a soft whinny before stepping closer and leaning his head outside the gate. I’ve never been near a horse and have no clue what to do, so I just stand there frozen in place.

“He wants you to pet him,” Hank’s deep voice says from behind me.

“How? Like behind the ears like I do Sadie?”

Hank laughs and before I know it, he’s a wall of muscle pressed up against me, grabbing onto my hand and bringing it to the horse’s muzzle. He guides my fingers so I’m stroking the large white patch on the horse that runs from between his ears and down to his furry nose. I laugh when the horse gives another happy whinny.

“He likes you,” Hank says, and I can hear the smile in his voice.

“I like him, too,” I say. “His owner’s not so bad either when he’s not being such a stubborn jackass.”

“Careful,” he says in a tone that makes it clear this is a warning, but I’m long past caring.

I press my ass back, moaning when I immediately feel how hard he is. “Or what?” I taunt.

Before he can answer, a truck pulls up right outside the barn, and I hear Hank let out an angry sigh. “This isn’t over, sweetheart,” he says before turning and walking toward the man getting out of the truck. The side of the truck has the name of a vet clinic, so I’m guessing it’s the same vet from yesterday. He’s probably a few years younger than Hank and nice enough looking, but he doesn’t hold a candle to my man. I probably shouldn’t think of Hank as mine, but I do, and there’s no stopping it, especially when I’m still covered in his cum.

“Well, you must be Jamie,” the vet says, walking over to me with way too wide of a smile on his face. “I’m Sam.”

“Hi,” I say, reaching out to shake his hand. He grips my hand and doesn’t let go, so I have to pull it away with a sharp tug. I see Hank’s jaw tense, but he doesn’t say anything, just points toward the last stall and gestures for Sam to follow him.

After he takes a look at the horse and determines that he’s doing much better and should be fully recovered in a day or two, he turns his attention back to me.

“So you’re here all summer, I hear.”

“Yeah, looks like.” I keep my answers short, hoping he’ll get the hint and leave so I can go back to trying to get Hank to fuck me.

“It’s an awfully boring place out here for someone so young.” His eyes run over me, making me regret my decision to go braless. “Maybe I could take you into town some night, let you have a bit of fun.”

“I don’t think so,” Hank cuts in, saving me from having to come up with an excuse.

“Why not?” Sam asks. “She’s eighteen, right? Seems like she can make up her own mind.”

Hank looks at me and lifts a brow.

“I don’t want to,” I say. “I like it here with Hank.”

I see Hank’s lips quirk up in a small smile, and I can tell my answer’s made him happy. “You heard her, Sam. She doesn’t want to go.”

Sam’s eyes flick between the two of us, and he lets out a harsh laugh. “I see how it is. You just want to keep that sweet, young pussy all to yourself.”

Hank’s face goes completely dark. “What the fuck did you just say?”

“You heard me. What? You’re too good to share?” He looks over at me and gives a cruel laugh. “I don’t mind sloppy seconds, darlin’, so when you get tired of Hank, you know where to find me.”