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When they got to the rock, Roy ended their kiss so he could pull back to look at her. His fingers combed back through her wet hair and trailed down her neck.
"You're beautiful," he murmured.
Layla shook her head.
"No, I'm…"
He cut her off, holding her head in place with his hand and staring directly into her eyes.
"Yes. You are beautiful. I was captivated the moment I saw you standing outside of the store."
"You were?"
"It took a bit of wrangling for me to get Nathan to let me guide the ride this morning. I thought the other two were coming along, too. I didn't realize I was going to be lucky enough to have you all to myself."
He kissed her again and Layla smiled against his lips.
"Maybe I'm the lucky one to get all of the instructor's attention."
"Well, if you are going to get the most out of your private lesson, I should probably tell you that I saw some problems with your riding."
"Oh, really?" she asked.
Roy nodded and took a step back to sit down on the rock. He put his hands on the back of Layla's hips and pulled her forward, guiding her to straddle his lap, and then easing her down onto him. She moaned softly when she felt the firm bulge of his erection hardening beneath her and he leaned forward to kiss the side of her neck.
"You need to get more comfortable in the saddle," he said, "Relax into it," he ran his hands down onto her thighs and pulled them apart gently so that she settled more deeply onto his lap. "Comfortable?"
"Mmmm-hmmm," Layla murmured in affirmation.
"Good. Now your instinct when you feel the horse move under you is to lift away from it. Instead, move with it."
Roy returned his hands to her hips and started to rock them, mirroring the movements with his hips so that they rolled together. The motion started building pressure deep in her center and Layla moaned, letting her eyes flutter closed so she could enjoy the sensation more fully. She felt Roy's fingers come to the buttons on the front of her shirt and work their way down until he revealed her body. He gave a groan of appreciation and ducked his head forward to press a series of open-mouth kisses down the deep valley between her breasts.
Maintaining the connection between his lips and her skin, Roy pushed her shirt off of her shoulders and away from her body. He moved his head back just long enough to discard his own shirt and then dipped down again, drawing his tongue across the ample swell of her breasts as he kneaded his fingers into her hips, rolling them against him harder.
"The better you move with your saddle," he whispered, raising his hands up to release her bra and peel it away from her, revealing her bare breasts to him, "The smoother your ride is going to be."
Roy flicked his tongue across the hardened peak of one nipple and Layla gasped. She arched to press her nipple into his mouth, burying her fingers in his thick, wet hair to hold him in place as he suckled her. After a moment, she pulled him back and stared intensely into his eyes.
"What if I like it rough?"
Growling deep in his throat, Roy stood, sweeping Layla up against his body with incredible strength and control and carrying her over to the rocky wall of the ledge. He lowered her to her feet, pressing her against the wall, and used one hand to unfasten her pants. She kicked off her shoes and he got on his knees in front of her to pull her pants from her hips and down her thighs. Roy kissed his way up her inner thighs, trailing his mouth up the soft curve of her belly and along her breasts until he stood in front of her. He crushed his mouth down onto hers and he flattened one hand onto her stomach and ran it down until it slipped beneath the waistband of her panties and cupped her pubic bone.
Layla cried out as Roy plunged two fingers deep within her, mimicking the motion with his tongue as he kissed her hard enough to force her back against the wall. The intensity with which he thrust his fingers inside her made Layla rise up onto her toes, parting her thighs to give him even more access. As she regained control of her thoughts, she moved one hand from where she had been gripping his back and brought it to the front of his pants, fighting to loosen the belt buckle even as his hand pushed her closer to the brink of madness.
She had just managed to release the buckle and was working at the button of his jeans when she heard a loud, high-pitched beeping sound. A few creative expletives spilled from Roy's lips as he pushed back from her to look down at his watch.
"What the hell is that?" she asked breathlessly.
"My alarm." He kissed her, giving one final hard thrust with his fingers that elicited a sharp cry, and withdrew his hand, "We have to head back to the ranch."
"Why? It's not like there are any other guests you need to…guide."
Roy looked at her with slumbering eyes and kissed her again, groaning as if fighting within himself.
"No, but if there is one thing that Pops actually does right around here, it is safety. If we aren't back within 20 minutes of the time that we were supposed to be, he will be out here looking for us, and trust me, that man is fast and thorough."
"Twenty minutes is quite a while, though," she said coaxingly, curling her fingers through his belt loops to draw him closer to her. "There is plenty that I could do in that long."
"I'm very sure that's true," he said, running his hand down the side of her face and then tracing one finger across her mouth. Layla parted her lips to draw his finger in across her tongue and gave a gentle suck. Roy moaned and pressed his hips against hers so she could feel the rock behind her biting into her back, "But when I get you naked, I want you for much longer than that."
He pulled his finger carefully from her mouth and replaced it with a long kiss that held the promise that this was not the only time she would be in this position with him.
"And I wouldn't want him to have a heart attack out here on the trail if he found us," Layla said, reluctantly stepping away from the wall and reaching down to gather her clothes and put them back on, "Lord knows my horse would never get me out of here to get help."