I exhale a stressed breath. “Our ranch is in trouble. In the last auction we got bottom dollar for our cattle because Dad was desperate enough to take it and the vultures were circling. The drought took out a few head we couldn’t afford over the summer, and our overhead at this point is eating us alive. With the way things are, we’ve got a year at most, and that’s generous.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“There’s a lot more going on, but that’s the gist of it. A signing bonus could save our necks and keep us flush in cash for a while.”
“Is that why you had to sell your truck?”
“It was either that or quit school. My parents can’t afford the housing, and I can’t take a job because I have to spend every spare minute back at the ranch when I’m not playing.”
“Is there a way to cut costs? You know I’m really good at this kind of thing. Maybe I can come with you to the ranch sometime and try and help out.”
I glance down at her. “You would do that?”
“I don’t know that I’d be much help.” She shrugs as if she hasn’t just offered to save our hides. “But yeah, of course, for you, I would.”
“I’ll think about it and talk it over with Dad, thanks.”
“Anytime.”
She moves to get up, and I voice my protest. “Stay.”
“I can’t.”
After gathering her clothes, she fastens her bra and looks down at me as if leaving is the last things she wants to do. “My dad is already suspicious with my sudden late-night study sessions, and all the time I’ve been spending away from home. And I’ve been coming in later and later lately. It’s a good thing we are actually getting some studying done in here, and my grades reflect that, or else I’d be a lot more on his radar.” I groan when she tugs a dress over her hips.
“But it’s my birthday.”
“You going to play that card, huh?” She glances at the football-shaped clock on my nightstand. “I’ll give you ten more minutes. What’s your pleasure?”
I curl a finger at her, and she walks over feigning irritation. I start to tug her dress up.
“Lance, I just got dressed.”
“Fine, I’ll take your panties.”
“And you say I’m insatiable.” At the edge of the bed, she slides down her panties and straddles me where I wait, already standing at attention.
“Just a little ride,” I grunt as her bare pussy, slick and ready slides along my dick.
“Mmmm,” she moans, already wet from our last go. I reach over to grab a condom and realize the box is empty. “Shit, change of plans.” I move to lift her to my face, and she stops me.
“Wait,” she says, biting her lip, lost in an idea. “We know I’m clean. And I know you’re safe. We haven?
??t once had sex without a condom. What if we…I’m on birth control,” she murmurs, gauging my reaction. “How about I ride you…” her brows shoot up, “birthday bare.”
I’m already nodding. “Fuck, yes, please.”
“It’s just us, right? No one else.”
I run my thumb along her bottom lip. “I don’t want anyone else, Harper. No one. You have to believe that by now.”
“Yessss.” She rotates her hips, already lost in the sensation before she kisses me. I cup her head, kissing her back to reiterate my point while licking the taste of cake off her tongue. Somewhere in the midst of this kiss, she lines our bodies up before slowly lowering onto my rock-hard dick. The stretch, the heat, the slickness of her middle sending my desire into overdrive. I pull away groaning and lock eyes with her. It’s then I want to tell her, this isn’t an ass or leg thing, or even a physical thing at all. My attraction to her stems from all sides, especially the inside. But it’s her hunger I feed at that moment, the fire and heat radiating from her skin, the lust drunk look in her eyes.
“Dance for me,” I order, thrusting up so she’s fully seated.
The second she moves I go blind with pleasure.
“Fuck, again, Harper, that feels so, FUCK,” I practically shout as she expertly swivels her hips, my cock swelling unbearably hard inside her, the friction too much. “Just like that, damn, damn,” my words spur her on, the tips of her angelic hair hitting the top of my thighs. The way she fits me, perfection. I can’t think past the glow of her skin, the sensation of her tight pussy surrounding me.