Rough Ryder by Elizabeth Veatch & Crystal Smith

Author:Elizabeth Veatch & Crystal Smith [Veatch, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Crystal G. Smith and Elizabeth A. Veatch
Published: 2014-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

(The Ride)

Trinket walked up to where Ryder stood. The look on his face had her puzzled. Again, his eyes roamed over her body and this time she didn’t understand it. She had dressed simple. On her way out the door, Mel had stopped her though making her change out of her sketchers to a pair of Ropers.

Seeing the horses that stood behind him made her nervous. If he thought she was getting on top of one, he had another thing coming.

“I don’t know what you have planned, but I’m not riding one of those.” She would walk them, she would even help him do whatever it was he needed to do, but getting on top of a horse that she could easily fall to her death from was not her plan.

His lips grew into a smile. Had she just challenged him? “We’ll see about that. First, we are going to see how they react with you. From what I saw earlier, it appears you’re a natural.” He turned away, feeling her eyes roam over him.

Her eyes latched on to back of his Wranglers and wouldn’t let loose. His firm ass filled the jeans out perfectly. She felt her pussy react with each blink.

Jesus!

It took some doing but she was able to break her eyes away.

“First, you need to bond with your horse. Let him know that no matter what, you will take care of him. Watch.” His hands smoothed down the neck of the large, brown horse. His eyes locked with that of the horse for only a moment. He whispered something in the horses ear that she couldn’t hear before moving to the side of him and placed his foot in the stirrup and in one smooth movement brought his other foot up and over to finally settle himself into the saddle.

Watching him being smooth and moving so fluidly made her butterflies start to flutter low in her belly.

How can someone mounting a horse be such a turn on? Great why did I have to use the word mounting?

Still she was not moving any closer to her horse.

Getting down from his horse, he moved closer to her. Placing his hand to the small of her back, he applied pressure to push her forward. Feeling her resistance, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, “It’s okay. I’m here. I’ll not let anything happen to you.”

Tingles went up her neck when she felt the warmth of his breath on her skin. If that is how the horse had felt when he whispered in its ear, then she understood why it let him do whatever he wanted. Stumbling slightly, she moved to stand in front of the horse.

“Now, reach up and stroke his face while looking in his eyes.” Still whispering in her ear, he ran his had softly down her arm until he reached her hand.

Shivers went up her spine as he grasped her hand and placed it on the horse’s face.

Standing still as his body pressed against her back, every breath he took was sending her over the edge.

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