His grunts grow deep as he pounds harder into me. I gasp for air, my body trembling as the orgasm threatens to push me over the edge. Seconds later, he covers my mouth with his hand and brings his lips to my ear.
“Keep it down. You can scream my name later when my lips are between your thighs, you Little Devil.”
“Say it again,” I demand when he uncovers my mouth. I’m unhinged with pleasure, ready to explode on his cock.
“You’re my Little Devil, always tempting me with your sweet pussy,” he mutters, then slaps my ass while keeping his pace. My legs nearly give out, but he wraps his arm around my waist and steadies me. Then a moment later, he sinks deeper and fills my pussy. We stay connected, and I melt into him, enjoying how much his warmth consumes me.
When he pulls out, I flip and lie on my back, feeling drunk from the high. He falls back next to me, both of us gasping for air.
“That was so hot,” I blurt out, turning my head to meet his hooded eyes. “But we probably shouldn’t have done that.”
“Do you regret it?” he asks, his expression flat.
I chew on my bottom lip. “No, do you?”
Without a word, he shakes his head.
Once we’ve caught our breaths, Payton pulls a pack of wipes from his back pocket, and we quickly clean up. I love a man who comes prepared. Just as I’m adjusting my riding pants, I hear Elle yell from the barn entryway.
“Hello?” she calls out, and I start to freak out that we’ll get caught. Of course she’d be early.
“Comin’!” My eyes widen in fear as Payton steps back out of view. I try to flatten my hair as I rush to get my shirt on.
When I’m done adjusting myself, I walk to the edge of the loft. “Hey!”
“Whatcha doin’ up there?” Her expression molds into a confused one.
“Oh, Payton and I were grabbing some extra hay for the pasture,” I explain, turning to him, internally freaking out.
Seconds later, Payton throws two bales down, and they hit the ground with a thud. I move to the ladder and make my way toward her. Elle studies my face, and I hope to God my cheeks aren’t red.
She pops a brow as we hold a silent conversation, but then she smiles. “Do you have everything ready for Fancy?”
“For the most part, yeah. She should be arriving in about ten minutes,” I tell her as another bale falls to the ground.
“Do you have time to give me the grand tour of the place? It was so hectic yesterday, and we got so busy catching up with everyone, I didn’t get a chance to check it out.”
I show her all around from the offices, tack room, stalls, pasture, and corral. She’s in awe at each thing I show her.
“When Grandma told me what y’all were doing, I was so damn excited. Please don’t hesitate to call Connor or me if you need anything. We’re happy to help however we can.”
“Thank you, that really means a lot.” We continue walking around. “I have cameras installed so I can watch them at night.”
Payton walks up, his hair looking like he just got fucked, and smiles. “Hey, Elle.”
She shakes his hand. “Nice seein’ ya again, Payton. Love what y‘all are doin’ here.”
Elle turns back to me. “I can tell you're anxious.”
I let out a huff, happy she didn’t see me before Payton fucked my brains out. “I’ll be fine. Just jittery nerves.”
“Don’t be. You get to protect them from malnourishment, disease, improper care, and potential abuse. I saw some horrific things I’ll never forget in vet school. This sanctuary gets to be their second chance.”
I swear I see her start to tear up, and I can only imagine what she’s witnessed over the years of being a veterinarian. Elle loves horses just as much as Payton and I do, but she was in the trenches during vet school, an experience neither of us really has. I’ve only worked with show horses treated like royalty that are fed the best diets and live in luxurious barns.
“I’m sure there'll be a learning curve,” I say.
Payton nods. “Absolutely. Elle’s right about us giving them a second chance. If they’re coming to us, they’ve been through some shit, and we’ll need to be careful.”