Gift Horse: Polo Heat: Book 1 by Katherine Avery

Author:Katherine Avery [Avery, Katherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Muonic Press Inc
Published: 2023-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

A SECRET SHARED

Mariano Arias. The Gazebo at Dottie Hainbright’s Dower House. The Cotswolds, England.

I do not put Lolly down. Not even to go up the steps leading into the gazebo. I have waited too long to hold her—truly hold her as a man free to enjoy her gifts—to put her back on her feet, to put that distance between us again.

She laughs when I spin her around, her legs clinging to me, her head thrown back—Lolly of the Laughter again, all of the fury and hurt that was in her eyes at Gustavo’s wedding before she let me explain replaced now with joy. And hunger. The hunger that was always there for me, I understand now. I see her. Never has she been more beautiful to me—her wild, red hair, her moon-pale skin, the spray of freckles dotting her like stars.

Before she lifts her head, I take the offering she has given me and I taste her neck, drawing my tongue from near her collarbone all the way to her ear. She is salt and sugar and smooth. Her laugh turns to a squeal as I trace along the edge of her lobe.

“Lolly, I…” I can’t voice the words that burn so brightly. They are trapped inside my heart, glowing, incandescent. She said she wanted everything, but— what is in my heart is too much, too big. For that it is too soon.

“The bench… Put me… On… The bench.” Her words come between breaths. She is more winded than I am after carrying her across the expanse of grass and up the hill to the gazebo. The sun has dropped behind the trees in the distance. Soon it will be dark enough no one will be able to see us, and there is no one in sight, my spin has confirmed it. We are alone.

I do as she says. I will do anything she asks, forever. Except, at the last second, I whirl her round again so that I am the one who sits upon the cold, damp bench, and she is in my lap, straddling me, riding me.

“God, yes.” Her fingers find the buttons at my collar, and when she discovers they are already undone, she pulls at my shirt, freeing it from my waistband. She gasps when she slips inside, her cool hands smoothing over my belly and up my chest, taking of my warmth. Her slightest touch makes my muscles tense and quiver until her hand comes to a rest. “Your heart…”

“It beats for you.” It is the truth, but her cheeks flush to hear it—the blush of the rose Miss Hainbright described. I want to make those cheeks color even more, I want to watch her bloom and fall, then bloom again.

When her hands go to my belt buckle, I stop her, bringing her knuckles to my lips and kissing them. “Lolly—” I pause. She bites her lip and shifts her hips, her eyes smoldering as she presses against my erection. Every other time I have said the wrong words, pushed her away when I meant to draw her close.

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