“Didn’t your momma warn you about men like me?” Cal directed his question in a low heated voice. He leaned in over Haley’s red saddle horse that she was presently brushing down in the barn.
Haley looked over at him as coolly as she could and only for a moment. Inside, she was melting in her own fire to see him here and staring at her in that way. She was hoping he would notice her today when she rode in across the back field wearing her tightest jeans and lowest cut lace shirt. She had chosen the outfit that would show off the most of her attributes as she and Blaze practiced their jumps in the back paddock. She had even worn her tall black riding boots with the tallest heels.
Quiet a many pair of male eyes had roved over her as she did her best to become one with the well muscled animal between her thighs. However, there was only one pair that she wanted to notice. Now here he was, in the back stall with her as she gave Blaze his rub down.
“When are you going to learn that I’m not afraid of you?” she answered him as coolly as she could when her whole body was tingling just being near him.
His jaw ticked slightly. He had not shaved today and the five o’clock shadow suited him. It made him look somewhat bed tussled and dangerous at the same time. When Haley’s hand reached over to brush the horses’ back, he caught it in his own.
Heat spread from her fingers in his directly to the growing heat developing inside her tight jeans. “Little girl, do you know what you are doing?” he warned. His thumb began to caress her palm even as his eyes stared cold daggers at her.
She blinked at him trying to look innocent. Of course she knew what she was doing, and from the looks of his current rage she was doing it well. “I don’t understand what you mean?”
He squeezed her hand harder, “yes you do.” The horse shifted nervously between the two of them. The tension was becoming a physical force inside the stall.
Haley’s pulse pounded in her throat, giving away her cool coy persona. Cal watched the pulse in the notch of her neck beat up against the delicate flesh there. For a moment he was fascinated by the small movement.
The rub down complete, Haley turned to exit the stall. “Are you feeling okay, Cal, you look a little flushed.” Her hips swayed purposefully seductive as she went for water for the stall.
Cal caught up with her right before she reached the outside of the barn. He pinned her to the wall in the corner of the tack room. Before her back had settled against the wood, one of his hands were cupping one full breast through the flimsy shirt. “I guess you can say I’m a little heated,” he replied as his thumb found her nipple and began stroking it into a hard point.
He watched her reaction to him for a moment. Her face remained a mask, but her eyes were growing dark with passion. It was all he needed. “Why don’t you let me show you,” his free hand took one of hers and guided it to his arousal hard and pressing against his pants.
The sudden contact made her blush. He was growing hard under her open palm, while his other hand worked her breasts into tingling pleasure.
Haley was too aroused to remain coy. She had wanted him too long and had tried too hard to find herself in this moment. When he leaned in and kissed her, she kissed him back just as hot and hard.
“God Haley,” he ground out against her lips before he lifted her onto the saddle resting on its rack beside them.
She placed her legs around his waist when he pressed between her thighs with his hips. Tongues began to mate heatedly, and his hands moved under her shirt to squeeze her breasts through her lace bra.
Their breathing was becoming labored as they explored each other with hands and tongues. After a few moments, he pulled back and held her at arms length. “Haley I’m going to fuck you now do you understand? Right here in this room, on this saddle, I’m going to fuck you until you know exactly why you should have stayed away from me in the first place.”
Haley looked at him, trying to regain focus inside of her heated brain. “What if I don’t want to stay away?” she almost didn’t recognize her own voice as she issued the challenge.
The response she got was a low growl as he set to work sucking at the pulse in her throat, that small throbbing that had started a larger throbbing of his own that he was now trying to control as it rested against her tightly clothed pussy.
“You’re going to stay away, Haley,” he warned her even as he removed the little lace shirt exposing an even flimsier lace bra. Her large breasts pressed out of the material perfect and plump. Again there was a groan as the bra was released leaving only soft skin and those two perfect mounds. His hands closed on them, kneading them hard.
Now it was Haley’s turn to moan. She arched her back, making her breasts press more fully into his large work worn hands. Her long hair fell down her back as she tilted her head back against the tack room wall. “Why?” she breathed the question in a sultry whisper. Her voice revealed how aroused she was becoming.
“Because,” Cal nipped at her chin, and let his hands slide into the back of her jeans. Fingers slid across a perfectly rounded ass and the edge of a small thong. “If you don’t stay away, then I’m going to do things to you that would make a whore weak in the knees.” To seal his threat, he dipped his head low and bit painfully at one swollen nipple.
He licked the pain with a soft hot tongue before sucking the bud into his mouth forcefully. His hands dug into her ass and jerked her forward onto the edge of the saddle she was sitting on sideways.
Haley had to grip the horn of the saddle and the back in order to keep from falling to the floor. She felt his arousal pressing into her hips from the new position and a new warm feeling growing in her stomach. Passion was quickly taking over her brain. Cal Smith was a man who could seep like poison into your entire system. Sexy, rugged, and completely dangerous she had wanted him from the first time she had seen him breaking horses at her father’s arena. Now, he was hers, and it was just as erotic as she had dreamed. “Show me,” she whispered as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He kissed her again. This time there was a firm possession about it that frightened Haley for a moment. As he sucked her tongue into his mouth, she felt cool air on her feet and realized he had removed her boots.