She nods. “Yeah,” she says quietly. “I’m sure.”

“Okay, well, this place won’t be the same without you.” I’m so upset I can’t think straight, but she needs to do what’s best for her.

“I’m sure it won’t be.” She laughs. “Are you going to be okay?”

“Yeah.” I smile. “My sister’s coming home next week, so I’ll get her to help Keets out while Stone, Zeke, and I are on vacation.”

“I can’t believe you’re going to Hawaii,” Ruth exclaims. “You’re going to be so tanned when you get back. I want photos.”

“Of course.” I laugh.

We’re silent for a minute, just looking at each other. Then she throws herself into my arms, hugging me tight. “I love you, Shan. You’ll always be my best friend.”

After she’s gone, I’m wiping down the benches when Keets walks in.

“Hey, hon,” I greet with a smile. “How’re you doing?”

He gives me a tight smile in return, but says nothing. He helps himself to a shot of whiskey from behind the bar. “Listen,” I start. “Next week, when we’re away, my sister Natalie will be here to help out around the bar. Is that okay?” She’s beautiful, stubborn, and extremely opinionated. He’s going to have the fight of his life on his hands. I’m almost sorry to be leaving and missing the show.

He nods, but doesn’t say a word. It’s as though all the fight has gone out of him. My heart is breaking for him. I leave him alone and walk into the back office, closing the door behind me.

“Hey, babe,” I hear a voice growl from directly behind me.

Stone. He must have been hiding behind the door, waiting for me. The idea has me instantly wet.

Before I can react, strong arms snake around my waist and I’m suddenly spun around and picked up, my legs wrapped around his waist as he grinds his hard cock into me through my thin shorts.

I moan and wrap my arms around the neck of my husband. “Hey, yourself,” I whisper, pressing my lips hotly against him. “Do you think Keets will be all right?”

“He’ll be fine,” Stone promises. “Right now, I only want to think about my gorgeous wife.”

I feel him start to push my shorts down over my ass, but I grab his hand and stop him. “No,” I whisper, sliding down his body until I’m kneeling in front of him. My hands go to the front of his jeans, rubbing his hardness through the material as I snap open the buttons and push them down and off his legs, ripping his shoes off at the same time. He’s wearing nothing beneath and his hard cock juts up proudly, right in front of my face. I grasp the base in my hand and look up at him, slowly licking my lips. “I’ve always wanted to do this,” I say wickedly, sinking my mouth down over him as he throws his head back, groaning loudly. My mouth moves over the head of his cock as my hand grips the base.

“Stone?” Keets voice comes from behind the closed office door, followed by a loud knock. I try to move my head, but his hands fist in my hair and force my head closer, I flick my tongue over the head. I do it again . . . and again. I love the salty flavor, the way he thrusts his hips toward my face.

“What the fuck do you want?” he groans, his hands shaking on the back of my head. He’s so damn close.

“I just wanted to let you know I’m going to pick up the new chairs from town.”

“Fine,” Stone grits out, and I can’t contain the grin that spreads across my face. He feels it, and yanks my hair so hard it hurts. But I love it.

“Do you need anything?” Keets asks through the door. I can hear the grin in his voice. My eyes shoot up to Stone’s. He fucking knows.

“Yeah,” Stone calls out, shoving his cock further into my mouth, making me gag a little. “I need you to fucking leave.”

I hear Keets chuckle as his footsteps recede, then the door of the bar slams shut.

I cry out when Stone pulls my hair back, forcing my head up and away from his cock as he stands me up. “I can’t fucking wait,” Stone growls, backing me up until I hit the door. Reaching behind me, he shoves it open and drags me out into the main bar area.

“Stone?” I ask breathlessly. “Where are we going?”

“There’s something I never got to do,” he groans, not looking at me. My pussy clenches as I see where he’s leading me. He stops and spins me to face him, burying his hands in my hair as he kisses me. He rips my singlet and bra off, then I’m picked up and put backwards over the mechanical bull and my flip flops fall off my feet to the ground. I lean back against the saddle as he steps back and pulls my shorts and panties down in one violent shove. He’s the perfect height as he bends down with a wicked grin.

“Stone,” I gasp as his head dives between my legs, his tongue lapping at my pussy, circling my clit. My hand goes to the back of his head to force him closer, and he growls against me as he grips my thighs, spreading me open and wrapping my legs around his shoulders.

“Stone,” I gasp again, “someone could come in and see us.”

“I don’t fucking care,” he says, his voice vibrating against my sensitive skin. “Let them watch.”

I cry out as his teeth gently nip at my clit, before strumming it with his tongue. I know I’m being loud, but I don’t care anymore. Stone’s right; let them watch.

“Shit,” I scream as my legs shake around his shoulders. I buck my hips as I come hard against his mouth, but he doesn’t stop. He wraps his lips around my clit and sucks hard as I fall apart beneath him.

He drops my legs from around his neck and spins me around forcibly, making me straddle the mechanical bull, climbing on behind me. “Hold on,” he whispers hotly against my ear as I feel his cock poking at the entrance to my pussy as he leans across my back. I lean forward and grip the handles as the bull starts to move. Stone sits up slightly, dragging my ass up onto his lap. He grips my hips, slamming home. We fuck, hard…fast. The bull picks up speed and I cry out as I’m slammed backwards against his cock, my clit rubbing against the seam of the leather saddle. There is nothing gentle about the way his cock works its way in and out of me. I can feel my second orgasm building, then he roars as I squeeze him with my inner walls, my wetness coating his cock. The bull slows down, finally coming to a stop.

He slips out of me as he falls away, but instead of moving away from me he pulls me down from the bull and lies next to me on the soft blue mat, stroking my back slowly.

“You okay?” he asks, pushing the hair out of my eyes.

I make an important decision right there and then. No more running, no more hiding. It’s time to start my life again. I grin at him as I climb off the mat and start getting dressed. “I’m fantastic,” I say, sliding on my flip flops.

Stone climbs off the mat and slowly zips up his jeans, tucking his limp cock away. “I know that look,” he says nervously. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing,” I promise, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. “There’s just something I need to do. Will you drive?”

 

“Are you sure about this?” I ask worriedly.

I can’t believe she’s even considering it, after all this time.

My heart swells with pride as Zeke leads Lady out of the stables, her saddle already in place.

“No,” Shan confesses, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth. “But if I don’t do it now, I never will.”

I grip her chin in my large fingers and turn her face up to me. “You’re amazing. You know that, right?” She smiles as I lower my lips to her, slanting my mouth over hers to kiss her deeply. She moans and wraps her arms around my neck and I feel my cock stir . . .

“Dammit you two, get a room!”

My mouth slips from Shannon’s as I glance over at my son, making a production of holding a hand across his eyes in mock horror. Shannon laughs, then squeals as I swat her ass with my hand, chuckling light-heartedly. “Come on,” I say, taking her hand and leading her over to her horse. “It’s time.”