Placing her hands on either side of his shoulders, Sunny leaned forward and gave him a long, slow, deep kiss to pass the time. When his hold eased, she straightened her arms. “Ready to be ridden, bronc?” she teased.
“Ride ’em, cowgirl,” he replied with a grin.
Sunny began moving, sliding up and down his cock in a slow, easy fashion. But the slow easy pace did not last long as his need seemed to feed her own. His fingers once again tightened on her hips and he began moving her faster and harder up and down his shaft.
Her legs were getting tired, but she was determined this would be her ride. And it was, until he bent his legs behind her. Then, using his strength to hold her steady, he began to piston up and down, the motion even more intense. Her hips began a circling pattern, which just added to their mutual pleasure.
Then, once again, her brain shorted out, and her body locked as her orgasm slammed through her like a stampeding herd of buffalo. A moment later Geo stiffened and called out as his hips slammed into hers and then pulsed. She felt the heat of his semen as it filled the condom as her body finally relaxed, and she melted down onto his chest and everything faded to black.
Geo marveled at the woman in his arms even as his body recovered. He wondered how to tell her the truth about his life, his career, and how to talk her into coming home with him to see if she might like the ranch. He did not want to think of the alternative, which was unusual for a man who usually looked at every situation from every possible angle before deciding which way to react. But with his sweet Sunflower, he could not bear to think of her walking away from the weekend without a backward glance.
They lay curled together until the phone in his room rang. A moment later, his cellphone chirped out with the ringtone he used for family.
“Someone’s looking for you,” Sunny said, sounding relaxed and half-asleep.
“Probably Gigi wanting to meet for breakfast to go over my duties, again,” Geo said, looking at the clock on the nightstand. “We need to get up anyway. There’s just enough time to get some breakfast before the first session.”
“Mmmm,” Sunny responded, rolling away and forcing herself to sit up though her eyes were still closed. “Okay, I’m up.”
Geo rolled out of bed, then lifted her and carried her into the bathroom. Stepping into the shower, he jerked the curtain closed and turned on the water. He winced as Sunny’s squeals echoed in the small room as cold water rained down on them.
By the time the water warmed, he had a washcloth soaped up and quickly cleaned them both up. Turning the water off, he then dried Sunny thoroughly before swiping the damp towel down his own body. “Get dressed. You have five minutes, or you’ll be going downstairs in whatever you may or may not be wearing.”
Dropping a kiss on her lips, he left her and went to his own room. Pulling out another of his “uniform” shirts, he dressed quickly in briefs, jeans, and the shirt before checking his cell phone. Two texts and a voice mail from Gigi, all making sure he was up and headed to the restaurant for breakfast.
Sending Gigi a text, he assured her he was up, dressed, and headed to breakfast. Then he returned to Sunny’s room. “You ready, baby girl?”
She was in the bathroom, dressed except for her shoes, and putting on makeup. “Why don’t you go on without me? I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
She did not look upset but something in her voice pinged Geo’s radar to full alert. Stepping into the little room, he whirled her, and kissed her. When he finally released her, he was not surprised to see she had to lean against the counter to stay on her feet. “If I have to come looking for you, I will turn you over my knee and spank you.”
He took a step back when she set her feet and slapped her hands on her hips. “I am not a child, George Harland the third. I am a grown woman and have been taking care of myself quite adequately for a number of years, now. And don’t you dare threaten to spank me unless you’re man enough to back up those words.”
Without hesitating, Geo grabbed Sunny, whirled her around, and bent her over the counter. Then he smacked her beautiful, round ass a half-dozen times, his expression serious as he met her shocked eyes in the mirror.
When her expression changed to submissive acceptance, he stood her up, turned her around, and held her tight until she stopped squirming. Then he loosened his hold, cuddling her as he said, “I don’t make threats I can’t back up, baby girl. And though I know this weekend is a difficult one for you, I will not let you snap at me, or anyone else like that. If I was not fully aware that you are a beautiful, desirable full-grown woman, I sure as hell would not be in this room with you. Understand?”