Racing Hearts_Bennett Boys Ranch by Lauren Landish

Author:Lauren Landish [Landish, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Luke

“I planned for us to go down to the Fall Festival and walk around a bit,” I tell Shayanne, though my actions don’t match my words as I open her hotel robe to expose her shoulder, laying a line of kisses along the soft skin there. “I honestly figured we might need a break. Well, I thought you might need one,” I admit, because I feel like a damn teenager, already raring to go again.

The first time was sweet and slow and romantic, everything she deserved. But since then, we’ve been ravenous, unable to get enough of each other. I’ve had her twice more on my cock, and I’ve lost count of how many times she’s come on my fingers and tongue. It’s been a two-person orgy, a buffet of every carnal desire that crosses our minds.

Our last round, she’d begged me to fuck her hard and I’d had to oblige. Fuck, I’d wanted to desperately. With every bit of strength I had left, I’d flipped her over and taken her from behind with punishing strokes as we watched ourselves in the big mirror over the dresser. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a prettier sight than Shayanne Tannen impaled on my cock, coming with my name crossing her lips like a prayer.

It’s been the best twenty-four hours of my life. We’ve slept in bits and fits of exhaustion, nibbled room service from each other’s fingers, and now we’re standing in the windows overlooking town. The Fall Festival I’d planned to take Shayanne to is in full swing. From here, I can see twinkling orange lights outlining the trees against the dark night sky, a big campfire with kids roasting marshmallows, and couples walking hand in hand. The chill of the glass tells the story of the passing season.

When Shayanne and I first danced at Hank’s, it was barely September, just after Mark and Katelyn’s August wedding. Now, we’ve passed Halloween and we’re rushing headlong into Thanksgiving and the holiday season.

If I were ticking off days on a calendar, it wouldn’t seem like much, but it feels like an eternity because I don’t remember a time before Shayanne. Or at least, I don’t want to.

And though the days might be short, the nights with her wrapped in my arms with only the stars and moon as witnesses have been absolutely everything. I meant it when I told her that I love her, and I can feel that she means it too.

She leans back into me, humming happily. “I don’t want to put on clothes and go out there. Can we just watch from here?” She sounds dreamy, content. Like a kitten who’s gotten her fill of cream. My chest rumbles at the thought of how true that is.

“We can do whatever you want, honey.” I spin her in place, pinning her against the window, my hands on her hips. “Just tell me what that is.”

It’s a dare, and the acceptance of the challenge flares in her eyes. I wait,

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