“Unless you want to stay here?” he asks, cocking a brow, eyeing the stirrups, reins, and riding gear that’s all neatly laid out.
The rich scent of heavy leather, sawdust, and straw all mixed with the natural woodland smells.
Stirring something primitive and something I’m almost afraid to own inside of me.
“Maybe we should go to the cabin,” I blush, biting my lower lip. Feeling so horny at the thought of Mack riding me like one of those thick, glossy saddles that I feel my whole body shudder again before he helps me up.
He manages to find my jeans and sweater, but in a half-joking, half-serious tone he lets me know that the little horse called Lucy has a habit of sneaking around, eating whatever isn’t tied down.
“I don’t think you’ll be needing a bra and panties anyway,” he adds with a grin. Running his hands up and down my shoulders before stroking my hair back again.
Leaning in to kiss me, and between the two of us, we almost end up right where we started before we can pull ourselves off each other long enough to get ready to go again.
“Did you mean it?” I ask him suddenly. “About me riding with you, I mean.”
The mention of horses quickly reminds me that although I’ve come a long way today, I’m not exactly a hundred percent confident that I can ride again.
“Of course,” Mack reassures me.
“We don’t even have to ride if you don’t want to,” he adds. A strange gleam in his eyes as he grins to himself.
“Why I could…carry you there myself!” he exclaims, and laughs at his own joke out loud, but he’s swift to reign it in once he sees I’m not sharing his mood.
“I mean it, Mack,” I murmur, hugging my elbows. “And I don’t want to put a downer on things. I’d just feel safer with you is all,” I tell him honestly.
“I’d like that,” he replies without hesitation, his lips pulling into a smile and letting me know we’ll have to take Lucy along with us anyway.
“She gets antsy if she doesn’t get to ride along, and like I already told you, she likes you,” he adds, shrugging to himself.
“I think she’s beautiful,” I reply. “I’m just not ready…,” I trail off, but Mack isn’t one to dwell on stuff like that.
And once it’s decided he’ll saddle up the biggest mare to carry both of us, with Lucy in tow, I set to work trying to dress myself.
Still feeling naked once I’m fully clothed again but without my underwear.
Wondering how the hell my clothes could get so tangled, making me think that maybe Mack wasn’t kidding about Lucy and her own secret appetites after all.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Mack
She’s not only into me. Vowing to be mine and promising herself to me. She’s a virgin to boot.
And she doesn’t shriek or run a mile when I mention needing to put a baby in her either.
I mean, if she isn’t the most incredible girl already, Tina impresses me more than anything when she wants to help saddle up the horses once she gets dressed.
Even though I know it’s a big deal for her to be around them again after what I know must’ve been one of the biggest traumas of her life.
I still can’t help thinking what a natural she is around the mares. Even though she’s wary of them, I can just tell they love her being around them.
And I’d trust their judgment over any person’s any day. A good animal knows everything there is to know about you in a second.
And just like me, those horses fell for Tina the second they sensed her, even if she is a little shy of them for now.
Lifting the saddles on, I stand between the horses and Tina at first, and once she’s feeling more confident, I move to the side a little. Giving her room to help adjust the tack.
Gently, I let her know it’s a little too tight. Tina murmurs a nervous apology to me first, then to my mare, Ruby, who’s quick to turn and toss her head.
Letting Tina know it’s no big deal.
“She puts up with a lot,” I murmur. “But she’s pretty strict about how tight she’ll have things if she’s carrying me,” I explain.
“And what about me up there as well?” Tina gasps, looking fretful again.
But Ruby senses way more than even I do. Making everything easier when she shifts herself around, pushing her nose into the crease of Tina’s neck, making her giggle.
“I think she means you’re the least of her worries,” I chuckle. Patting Ruby and scratching at her neck.
Reminding Tina that she’s doing great and everything’s going to be fine.
“We can go whenever you’re ready,” I remark. Turning to check the packs of gear one more time before stowing them on Lucy’s saddle, I ignore her snooty look once she figures out that Tina’s riding with me and not on her.