It didn’t take long to figure out we were heading back to the ranch.
“So…we’re going back to your place? What exactly were you planning on eating?”
He slammed on the brakes and threw the truck into park on the side of the street. Throwing the door open, I watched Steed get out of his truck and round the front.
Oh, shit. What did I do?
I unbuckled, knowing what that look in his eyes meant. Steed opened the door, took my hand and pulled me out of the truck.
“W-what are you doing?” I asked, my heart pounding, and my stomach pulling with the hope that he was going to take me right here.
“I’m going to fuck you because you’re driving me crazy with the little comments you keep making.”
I laughed nervously. “What if someone drives up?”
“They won’t,” he said as he unbuckled his jeans.
With shaking fingers, I did the same, kicking one of my boots off in the process so I could get my jeans down one leg. I knew how this looked. Pulling over, still dressed and dying to have him inside of me. But Steed didn’t seem to be bothered so neither was I. This man did things to me. Made me crazy with desire and besides, I’d waited ten years to have him again.
Steed pushed his pants down, allowing his ample dick to spring out, and causing me to run my tongue over my lips. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out his wallet and fished out a condom.
My jeans were off one leg and I was practically panting with need as I watched Steed roll the condom on.
“Are you horny, Paxton?”
I nodded. “I have been since I saw you standing in the doorway of my classroom.”
Two of his fingers slipped inside me, causing me to inhale sharply.
“You’re always so ready for me, baby.”
My hands went to his shoulders. “Yes. So ready.”
Where did this version of me come from? The need to have Steed inside was so strong it almost scared me. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me again. Still, it was a reminder of how much I loved this man and needed him in my world.
He grabbed my hips and lifted me like I weighed nothing. When I slowly sank down onto him, Steed let out a long low hissed, “Fuck yes.”
My head dropped back as I adjusted to him stretching me. He was so big, and I could feel the aftermath of our love making in the ache between my legs for days after. And knowing it was caused by the man I loved made it that much better.
“I’ve been dying to be inside of you, Pax. I hate not having you in my bed every night.”
Slowly, he started to move. I used my hands on his shoulders to help me meet his thrusts.
“Yes,” I panted. It was hard to think, let alone speak. When Steed made love to me, I was lost to him heart and soul. Nothing else in this world mattered. It was simply me and him.
His kissed me and that triggered both of us. I couldn’t get him deep enough. He couldn’t get close enough. He started to move faster. Harder. Pulling out and pushing in so deep I fought to keep my moans in. After all, sound carries in the country.
“Son-of-a-bitch. I need to get deeper, baby,” he whispered on my lips.
My chest was heaving as his mouth moved along my neck. I hated that we had layers of clothes separating us, yet at the same time it was hot as hell the way he took me against his truck. At three in the afternoon.
Yes. Hot. As. Hell.
“Paxton, baby, I need you to come. I can’t hold off…any longer.”
I didn’t want him to stop. Steed inside of me was my favorite thing ever. Whether he was making slow sweet love to me, or fucking me.
It all felt so good.
He grabbed my ass and pounded into me harder. Deeper. And I fell. So fast and so hard I saw stars across my eyelids.
“I’m coming!” I cried out, not caring if my words traveled on the wind. Steed pushed in and let out the sexiest moan I’d ever heard. Maybe it was a grunt. I couldn’t tell and I didn’t care. It was laced with pleasure and lust. He dropped his mouth onto mine and kissed me as we both came.
When he finally stopped moving, we stood there for a few moments. Steed’s forehead rested against mine, our breath labored.
“Why is every time with you so damn amazing?”
I chuckled. “I could ask you the same thing.”
His blue eyes met mine. “You’re amazing.”
My heart melted. “You’ve already told me that.”
“And I’ll tell you every day at least once a day for the rest of our lives. I love you so much.”
“I love you too.”
When he finally pulled out of me, I whimpered. Then I realized he had just taken me up against his truck in the middle of a pasture where anyone could have driven up.
My face heated. I quickly got my jeans on as Steed took care of the condom.
When he walked back, he grinned from ear to ear. “You’re blushing, Pax.”
Covering my cheeks with my hands, I laughed. “We just had sex out in the open.”
His hands landed on my hips, dragging me closer. Pressing his lips to mine, he whispered, “I can’t control myself around you. Never could and pretty damn sure that will never change.”
I beamed as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. A honking horn had us both drawing back, horror etched on our faces. Steed leaned back to look around his truck to see who was coming.
“Holy. Shit. That would have been awkward.”
“What? Who is it?” I asked in a panicked voice.
Glancing at me, Steed laughed. “My dad.”
“Your…dad?” I gasped with a strained voice.
“Yep!” He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the approaching truck. I scanned both of us quickly to make sure everything was where it was supposed to be.
The Ford F-350 truck stopped right behind Steed’s truck. Tripp was sitting in the passenger seat with a shit eating grin on his face.
They both got out and made their way over to us. “What’s wrong? Something the matter with the truck?” John asked while reaching his hand out for Steed’s.
“No, sir,” Steed replied with a grin. “We were just stopped here. I had to take a piss.”
Tripp looked at Steed and then me, but didn’t utter a single word. I’m sure it was written all over my face.
I just had sex! Hot sex. Steamy hot sex.
John spoke with Steed about the financial books for the ranch while my thoughts wandered to a few minutes ago.
My eyes drifted to Tripp who was still standing there with that damn smile on his face. He totally knew what we had been up to. Thank goodness they hadn’t driven up sooner.
“I told Rob you were itching to get up and fly next week. He said everything is up to date on the plane and to let him know which day you wanted the plane ready,” John said.
I turned to them. “Fly?” I asked, confused.
Steed wove his fingers with mine. “Yeah, I have my pilot’s license.”
Steed flies planes? I knew his father had a pilot’s license and he kept a pilot on his payroll, Rob Donovon.
But Steed is a pilot? I wasn’t sure why that surprised me. He had mentioned wanting to fly back in high school.
He said it like it was no big deal. His father was giving him instructions to call Rob to let him know when he wanted to go up.
“Check out the back pasture while you’re up there, will you?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Did you know he flew planes?” I asked Tripp.
He chuckled and nodded.
“Paxton, sweetheart, how are things at the school?” John asked, pulling my attention away from Tripp.
I lifted my hand and gave a thumbs-up. My nerves still rattled at how close he had come to catching us. “They’re going good!”
“Chloe informed us last night that she wanted to be a teacher, like you.”
I grinned like a silly fool. “She tells me that all the time. I adore her.”
John gave me a loving smile. “She adores you, just like the rest of us.” He glanced to Steed and winked. “All right, we were just coming over to tell Steed about the plane and that I need those numbers from last quarter when you get a chance. Y’all have a good day.”
He leaned in and gave me a quick hug and kiss on the cheek. When he stepped back, he looked between us. “Behave now, you hear?”
My face heated. Tripp shook Steed’s hand while laughing. “Yeah, y’all behave.” He leaned in closer so John couldn’t hear, even though he had already started back for the truck and probably wouldn’t be able to anyway. “And you both have that ‘just fucked’ look on your faces. I’m guessing we nearly drove up on party time.”
“Fuck you, Tripp,” Steed quipped while giving him a playful push on his chest.
Walking backwards, Tripp threw up his hands in a defensive way. “Hey, I’m all for living in the moment!” He laughed hard and loud before slipping back into the truck.
When they turned around and headed back, I dropped my hands to my knees and dragged in a deep breath.
“That was close. Too close. Thank goodness your dad didn’t drive up sooner.”
Steed chuckled as he tugged me toward the passenger side of the truck. I opened the door and jumped in.
“He totally knew what we were doing.”
My heart dropped, and my stomach twisted. “You think?”
“Hell yes. He isn’t stupid. Besides, Tripp was right. You do have that ‘just fucked’ look on your face.”
I buried my face in my hands and groaned. “Great. Just great. I’m never going to be able to look him in the face again!”