Play me, p.14
Play Me, page 14
“Hunter.” My name on her lips was like a silent plea.
“It’s killing me not to take you right here in the middle of the barn, Kendall.”
Her teeth dug into her lip again and I moaned.
“But—”
“No! No more buts… Hunter, this is torture.”
Taking her hand, I led her out of the barn and to my truck. “Fence line first. Then bed.”
She stomped her foot when we got to the truck, and damn, if it wasn’t the cutest thing I’d ever seen. This woman had so many sides to her. I was sure she’d forever keep me on my toes.
“Did you just… stomp your foot?”
She crossed her arms over her chest. “I did. I’ve waited over two weeks, Hunter. Two. I’m horny, I miss the feel of you, and I’m tired of waiting. If I have to wait one more minute, I’ll make myself come and you’ll have to watch.”
My eyes widened at her threat. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. I’m down for that.”
She sighed. “That didn’t turn out the way I’d planned. What will it take, Hunter?”
I opened the door and motioned for her to get in. She did but gave me the silent treatment for the first ten minutes or so.
“Damn it, hold on. I need to fix that fence really fast. It won’t take long.”
Kendall just sat there, her arms folded over her chest and a pout on her lips.
“It’s not like I’m doing anything else,” she called out as I got out of the truck.
I grabbed the tools I needed and quickly set off to fix the part of the fence that was coming undone. It was an easy fix, but one I was glad I’d caught early.
When I jumped back into the truck, my eyes bugged out of my head. Kendall had one hand inside her jeans and her legs spread apart. Her back was arched, and she gave a soft, slow moan as her hand moved inside her jeans.
“Jesus,” I gasped out.
“I… got… tired… of… w-waiting.”
“Kendall, stop.”
She shook her head and panted, “No.”
With a growl, I pulled her hand out of her jeans and had her in my lap two seconds later. She gasped, but quickly pushed down against my hard dick.
“Yes, Hunter. Yes.”
I grabbed her hips and pushed up against her, causing her to gasp again.
“Is this how you want our first time back together to be? Dry humping in my truck?”
“I need you. Why don’t you want me? Is this your way of punishing me for running?”
My body froze. “You think I’m punishing you?”
She stilled her rocking body and met my gaze. “What?”
“You think this is some game I’m playing?”
“I… I…”
“You’re wrong; I’m not playing any game. You freaked out, Kendall, and I was trying to show you that this was more than sex. That we had a connection together—a damn good one. If you think for one second I don’t want you, then you’re insane. It’s been killing me to not make love to you. All I wanted to do this weekend is show you how much I’m falling in love with you. How I care about you and your feelings about our relationship. It goes so much deeper than fucking you. In two days, we’re going back to reality. We’re going to be putting on a show, so believe me, I have every intention on spending the rest of today, tonight, and tomorrow inside you.”
Kendall’s eyes went wide, and she stared at me for a few moments. Then she smiled and leaned down to softly kiss me. “You’re right. Finish checking the fence, and then we’ll get something to eat.”
The sudden change caught me off guard. I was expecting her to argue with me.
“Eat? Now you want to eat?” I asked, confused.
She gave me a smile and a wink and climbed off my lap. “I have a feeling we’re going to need the energy. Once I get you into that bed, I’m not letting you leave.”
I shook my head, put the truck in drive, and finished checking the rest of the fence line. When that was done, I dropped Kendall off at the house and told her about the sandwiches I had picked up earlier. Then I went back to the barn, shut everything up, and met her back in the kitchen.
The sounds of music greeted me as I walked up the back steps. I swung open the door, stepped inside, and grinned from ear to ear when I saw Kendall standing in my kitchen, wearing one of my Tennessee football shirts that fell to the middle of her thighs. Our adoptive kitten was at her feet, meowing and rubbing against her bare legs.
“Hold on. I’ve got your lunch coming, Nala.”
I stepped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, sighing to myself when she dropped her head back against my chest.
“You look sexy as fuck in my kitchen dressed in that T-shirt.”
“Mmm,” she murmured. “Don’t let my dad know I was wearing this.”
My lips found their way to her neck and then to her earlobe. She tilted her head and let out another sexy moan.
“I won’t. But I am going to take care of that problem you had earlier.”
“What’s that?” she asked, turning in my arms and smiling up at me.
With one hand, I pushed everything off to the side, lifted her up, and set her on the island.
“Hunter, what are you—”
I kissed her while sliding my hands up her legs. Gently pushing them open, I smiled when I saw she didn’t have any panties on.
When I slipped my finger inside her, I groaned, and Kendall lay back on the island. I pulled her closer to me and buried my face between her legs. It didn’t take long before she was calling out my name, and then I was carrying her up to the bedroom. To hell with food. It was overrated.
“Lunch?” she asked with a giggle when I tossed her onto the bed.
“Can wait. I need to make love to you.”
“I won’t argue with that, Coach.”
Narrowing one eye at her, I reached behind me and pulled off my shirt before slipping off my boots. Kendall had gotten up and moved to the end of the bed where she quickly focused on taking off my belt and unbuttoning my jeans.
“I need to shower,” I said right before she pushed my jeans and boxer briefs down past my hips. My dick sprang up, showing how much I wanted her.
Her tongue licked slowly along her soft lips. “I already told you, I don’t mind getting a little dirty.”
Reaching down, I pulled the T-shirt off her and tried to keep from falling to the ground at the sight of her beautiful body. She was mine. Kendall Wales was mine, and I’d be damned if I would let her get away.
“Lie back, baby.”
Kendall hurried back up the bed and fell against the sea of pillows. I started at her feet and worked my way up her body, kissing and licking, memorizing every single bit of her. I made mental notes on the areas that made her moan or grab at the sheets. When she bucked her hips, I knew that was an area I’d be visiting often. Her patience had to be growing thin, but when I sucked on one nipple and rolled the other between my thumb and finger, she seemed to let go of a bit of that frustration. With my dick rubbing against her clit, I worked her nipples and brought another orgasm out of her. Damn, it was so hot hearing her come. She wasn’t afraid of being loud, which I liked. I couldn’t wait to see how she tamed this side of her when we got back to Bowling Green.
“Hunter, please don’t make me beg.”
I reached over to the end table next to my bed and grabbed a few condoms out of the drawer. I rolled one on and slowly guided myself into her. When she gasped, I stilled.
“No! Don’t stop. Keep going!”
With a grin, I pressed my mouth to hers. Kendall wrapped her arms around me and used her heels on my ass to push me deeper inside of her.
“You feel so good. I want to stay like this forever, Kendall.”
She ran her fingers through my hair with one hand while the other traced slowly along my tightened arm muscles. “Mmm, forever,” she whispered softly.
I closed my eyes and buried my face into her neck, breathing in her sweet scent and wondering what it would be like on Monday when we went back to reality. When we had to pretend there wasn’t this amazing connection between us. I would do it, of course, but only because I knew how much her career meant to her. I also knew we were going to have to make time for each other. There was no fucking way I could go more than a day without this. Without her.
“Hunter. Oh, Hunter.”
Her whispered words pulled me away from my thoughts and brought me back to this amazing, beautiful moment. Lacing my hands with hers, I kissed her again, pouring myself into the kiss and praying like hell she wouldn’t walk away ever again. Deep down inside, I believed she wouldn’t, but that small part of me was still scared I would open up and she would run again.
Kendall nudged me with her legs to give her more. I did just that, and within moments we were both coming at the same time. I stayed inside her for the longest time while she traced her fingers over my back. I wanted to tell her I loved her. I wanted her to know that I had never felt this way about anyone, ever. But I didn’t. I was silent when I rolled over and pulled the condom off. Kendall sighed in satisfaction and snuggled up against me, her hand on my chest, her leg over mine.
“That was amazing.”
“Yes, it was,” I replied, kissing her on the head.
“When can we do that again?”
Laughing, I slid my hand down her back to her ass. “Well, I’m not Superman, but I do have other ways of making you call out my name.”
She looked up at me, her eyes twinkling with a light I loved seeing. “Should we make a game plan with all these plays you have, Coach?”
“Oh yeah, a woman who speaks my language. I like it… a lot. Keep using those sexy words, and my dick will be back up in no time.”
Kendall chuckled as she crawled on top of me. It only took her rubbing against me a few times before she was the one leaning over and getting a condom. We spent the rest of the afternoon learning different ways of making each other come—some sweet and romantic, some hot and dirty—until we finally crawled out of bed, got into the shower, and then headed back into town for dinner.
We spent the rest of our time at the ranch, enjoying each other’s company. We ate breakfast and lunch in bed, talked about work, ranching, and one of her favorite subjects—horses. When the new ranch hand came on Sunday, I spent a few hours showing him the ropes while Kendall got caught up on some work in my office, Nala close to her side. After he left, Kendall and I made love in the barn and then against the back door while the sun slowly set behind us. We laughed, learning more about each other Sunday night when we cooked tacos, made chocolate muffins, and ended up on the sofa, clothes stripped off and me deep inside her. Then I carried her upstairs where we showered and made love slowly until we were both exhausted.
Kendall was curled up next to me, her body wrapped in mine as I drew light circles on her arm. In a few hours, we would wake up and head back to Bowling Green. Back to the real world. I knew I would never be able to go back to a place that didn’t have Kendall Wales in it. Life had been perfect the last few days, and I honestly didn’t want it to change. I dreaded Monday morning and what it was going to bring. Finally, my mind grew tired of thinking of it all, and I started to drift to sleep. In a few short hours, all my questions would be answered. Would Kendall freak when we got back to Bowling Green, or would she trust this thing we had going on?
Only time would tell.
24
Kendall
I raced around my apartment, trying to get ready for the day. It was going to be a busy day after being gone for two weeks. Stopping, I touched my lips, which were still tender from the bruising kiss Hunter had given me before I left his ranch that morning. He wouldn’t be far behind, but he needed to help Ahava adjust to the new foreman.
Ahava.
I loved the name and everything it meant. To give love. At a wedding I’d attended about a year before, that had been the theme for the ceremony, and I thought it was the most beautiful concept. I wanted that concept someday. Or maybe I already had it. My thoughts were a little crazy after the amazing weekend we’d had. Hunter had shown me what it was like to be with someone where it wasn’t just about sex.
It was beautiful.
Magical.
Soul shattering.
My phone vibrated, and I smiled when I saw his name.
Hunter: Did you make it?
Me: Yes, I’m so sorry. I’ve been trying to get ready and go through my agenda and to-dos.
Meow.
“Oh, Nala. I forgot to feed you.”
All my life, I had wanted a girl cat and to name her Nala. I remembered when I’d decided I wanted a Nala like it was yesterday. I’d been eight years old and my dad had taken me on a father-daughter date to the drive-in where they were playing classic cartoons. That night it was The Lion King. I had fallen in love with the name and all Nala stood for in the movie.
Strong.
Loyal.
Not afraid to go after what she wanted.
It was what I wanted in life.
I never shared that with anyone, but when Hunter had brought her in from the barn, it had been like fate telling me “He is the one.”
“Here, Nala. Here’s some nom noms.” I poured the food and made sure the litter box was all set and secure. “Be a good girl.”
Another text came through.
Hunter: On my way. How’s Nala?
Me: Good. She’s settled and should be good. She’s so sweet.
Hunter: She is. But not as sweet as you.
Nervous jitters started in my stomach. I was falling for Hunter fast. My phone rang, and I startled for a second. “H-hello.”
“Hey, baby.”
“Hey.” My voice shook. Even I heard it. Damn it.
There was a pause before he asked, “What’s wrong?”
I took a deep breath, wanting to be open and honest. There was something about Hunter that soothed me. He had a way of calming down my erratic thoughts. “I’m nervous.” I let out a breath and leaned against the couch. “Taking on an entire angry boardroom is a piece of cake by comparison. I don’t want to lose the magic we had this weekend.”
He was silent for a second. “We’re going to figure this out, Kendall. I’m in this for the long haul.”
“Me, too.” My mind started racing. “Okay, just don’t ignore me too much or spend too much time with me or let your eyes linger too long or—”
“Kendall.” There was humor in his voice, which made me smile.
“Yes?”
“Take a breath, baby. I’ll be there in time for our meeting with Mac. It will all be fine. I promise. I meant what I said; I will never jeopardize your career.”
“I—” I slapped my hand over my mouth. I had almost said that I loved him. Hunter had already said he was falling in love with me without realizing it. Was he in love? A phone call was not how I wanted to profess my love for him. And it terrified me to be so vulnerable. To put love out there truly gave someone the power to hurt you.
“You broke up. What did you say.”
“I…”
Think. Think. Think.
“You broke up again.”
I slapped my forehead. “It must be where I’m standing in my apartment.”
“Okay, that came through clear. What were you saying?”
What was it about Hunter that brought out this part of me? Normally, I was always able to keep it together. “I was just saying I know you wouldn’t jeopardize my career.” I cleared my throat. “I trust you, Hunter. I’m just scared I’m going to mess it all up.”
“Kendall, breathe.”
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “We’re going to figure it out.”
“Yes, we are.”
It had worked. Hunter had talked me off the ledge. “Thank you.”
“Always. I’ve got to run so I can get to the office.”
“See you soon.”
After giving Nala some snuggles, I grabbed my briefcase and headed out the door. My revelation about love would need to be put on the back burner, otherwise I would spend the entire day freaked out until I saw Hunter again.
Currently, I had a job to focus on. I rushed out the door and to my office. It was a madhouse when I got there. People were already lined up to speak with me. I gave rapid-fire responses, signed the payroll authorization, and requested the quarterly reports. I was due to present a detailed brief to the board by the end of the week.
When I made it to my desk, Amber brought me a cup of coffee. “Thank you. You’re amazing.” I never expected Amber to get me coffee, but she must have seen that I needed the caffeine fix.
“No problem. I’ll keep them coming.”
“You are a lifesaver. Thank you.” I took a sip of the heavenly bliss. Coffee with a dash of cream and smidge of sugar. Perfection.
Amber took out her notebook and sat down. “Of course. It’s nice to have you back. Did you have a good weekend?”
I stopped and smiled, thinking about my stolen time with Hunter. “I did. You?”
“I did. I like Bowling Green. It’s growing on me.” There was a little something extra in her words. I paused my keystrokes and focused back on Amber. “Have you met someone?”
She shrugged and gave a shy smile. “Maybe, but we’re just keeping it low-key until we figure things out.”
That sounded familiar. “Well, whoever he is, he’s a lucky guy.”
“Thank you.” Amber blushed a little. “I’ll leave you to it unless you have anything for me.” She readied her pencil.
“I think I’m good. Let me know when Coach White and Mr. Owens are ready.”
“Will do.”
As soon as the door closed, I buried myself in work. I nearly jumped out of my chair when my phone vibrated. I took another sip of coffee, already on my third glass, when I opened the text.
Hunter: Made it. I’ve missed you.
Hunter was here. I would see him soon. It felt like it had been forever.
Me: Me, too. The weekend already feels like it was forever ago.
Hunter: I can’t wait to feel you in my arms tonight.
