This now left me with the herculean task of getting into the vehicle every day, though. Or at least it should have. The first day I’d had it, Levi had picked me up from work and told me that one of the guys he knew was attaching some sort of step on it, and that he’d get it back to me later.
I had every reason to be dubious about how nice he was being, but here’s something I’d realized the first time I’d met the Townsend family – they were genuine people. Sure, they were crazy and they had their faults, but deep down they were just amazing people who cared. I’d had moments where I’d thought they were too good to be true, but the more time I spent around them, the more I realized the truth about them.
And this left me with a conundrum. I was planning for the ‘what if’, the worst scenario possible because of that damned reading. Could I have a relationship with someone? Would he even want one with me, or was it just friendship?
And I also had my second bucket list notebook full of sexual things that I wanted to try, had no experience at all, and Levi had a penis – one that I’d taken quick looks at through his pants from time to time. I couldn’t help it, it just happened.
This left me in a predicament, because I wasn’t sure what I could do. The thought of any other guy touching me or helping me work through the second bucket list made me gag, but Levi? Hell yes. Not today, though, and not with how bruised my poor vagina felt after taking a pounding from the saddle.
“Swear to God,” I groaned, widening my legs slightly. “I feel like I’ve been hit in the crotch by a rhino. Why does it hurt so much?”
Snorting, Levi slowed down, then threw his arm around me and gently pulled me into his side. “I’ve only gone horseback riding a couple of times, but I remember it feeling like that, too. Those saddles are torture on the bone ranger,” he chuckled as he gestured at his crotch. I could only imagine what bouncing in the saddle did to a guy’s dick and balls. “We’ll run you a bath when we get back and throw some Epsom salts in.”
Maybe if I wasn’t in so much pain, I wouldn’t have asked what I did next. “Will that fix my vagina?”
Bursting out laughing, he went to reply, but a voice calling out our names stopped him. “Hey, you guys! Whatcha been doi… Holy shit, are you ok, Charlotte?”
Looking up, I watched as Ariana made her way toward us. Whereas I’d been waddling and walking like a penguin, she almost glided as she walked. Lucky bitch!
“Just took Lottie riding on Night Rider,” Levi told her, raising his voice slightly to cover the distance still between us all. “She’s feeling the aftereffects.”
When she reached us, she made a sympathetic face. “I remember that feeling. It’s like you’ve had a hundred kicks to the cooch, and every muscle in your body is trying to break free.”
“Something like that,” I mumbled, ignoring the snickering coming from Levi.
“You got Epsom salts or those muscle soaking things y’all had when we were kids?”
“Just headed to do that now,” he nodded, and then swept me up off my feet. “I’m going to carry her the rest of the way.”
I wanted to argue, but it really did hurt. So, instead I buried my face in his chest and offered up a token, “I can walk, it’s ok really.” Which was a lie. A big, fat rhino horn to the cooter sized lie.
I wasn’t a wimp, and I had a good pain tolerance, but Jesus Christ, this was pushing the limits. Plus, I got to snuggle into Levi for a couple of minutes, and he smelled good – not like a horse and bruised vagina like I did.
Moving so that his mouth was next to my ear, he whispered, “Little liar.”
Every hair on my body stood up, and a little shiver made its way through me just from him doing that one little thing. Swear to God, if my vagina wasn’t the mess that it was, I would have had an orgasm from that one little action from him. He could say whatever he wanted from now on, so long as he did it like that. It was that awesome.
Regardless of the state I was in, the second bucket list was now looking more important than anything. When I got home, I was going to do an internet search on how to seduce a man - there had to be ideas and tricks online - and I was going to use all of them.
Well, I was going to look up how to cure vaginal bruising from horseback riding first, though. There was no way I could do anything when it was like this, and Archer said we were going out into the fields with Night Rider next week.