Catching the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch #2) - Kennedy Fox Page 0,52
of my head as he slides two fingers inside me while his thumb rubs against me.
“You have any idea how many wet dreams I’ve had of this exact moment,” he murmurs against my lips, and I can tell he’s smiling. “So fuckin’ many, Row.”
“Sounds like you needed a hobby,” I tease, bucking my hips.
He chuckles. “I did. You’re it now.”
As I get closer to the ledge, his mouth sucks on my neck, and he kisses my jawline before sliding his tongue between my lips. The heat between us is so intense, and I know I’m about to explode at any moment.
“Let go, sweetheart. Come on my fingers,” he demands. “I wanna taste you.”
My legs shake, my back arches, my spine tingles. So. Damn. Close.
“Diesel!” Two hard knocks sound at the door, and we both freeze. “Open the door!”
“You gotta be fuckin’ kidding me.” He growls.
The doorknob jiggles, and that’s when I push him off me. “Shit, I need my bra and shirt!” I fly off the couch, gathering my things, and once I cover myself, I rush toward the bathroom.
Diesel grabs my arm and stops me before I make it down the hall. “Stay in there, and I’ll come get you when they leave.”
I nod. “Don’t forget your shirt.” Then I lower my gaze to his groin. “Might wanna adjust that…”
He curses under his breath, then walks back to the living room while I go and hide.
Like a dirty mistress.
After ten minutes of waiting, I start to worry. I heard voices at the front, but he didn’t let them in. I don’t know what excuse he gave them, but after a while, it goes eerily quiet, and I worry he left me in here.
Another five minutes pass, and I grow more annoyed. “Fuck this shit.”
Slowly, I undo the lock and poke my head out. I don’t hear a thing and decide to chance it.
The moment I open the door wider and step out into the hallway, a hand covers my mouth, and I’m slammed into a hard body.
“Shh…” Diesel whispers into my ear, then pushes me back inside the bathroom. After he shuts the door, he twists me in his arms, then lifts me up under my thighs.
“What the hell are you doing?” I squeal and wrap my arms around his shoulders as he carries me to the sink counter. “Who’s here?”
“Your dad.”
My eyes widen. “What? Why?”
“And Riley.”
“Oh hell. That can’t be good.” My head falls back against the mirror.
“Nah, it’s fine. They were looking for something I had in my truck. They’re gone now.”
I straighten and look at him. “Then why did you—” I wave my arm out. “Basically shove me back in here like we were gonna get caught.”
The corner of his lips tilts up. “To fuck with you.”
I narrow my eyes at him and growl. “That was mean! Asshole.”
He laughs, showing off his perfect white teeth. “I’m getting revenge for all those years you tortured me with these delicious tits and long, tan legs you always showed off but never let me touch. And now that I know what they feel like against my skin and tongue, don’t expect me to be able to keep my hands off.”
I can’t even be mad at his little stunt because hearing those words from him—a guy who annoyed me for years but managed to turn what I thought about him around—changes everything. I love that no one knows about us, and we can be completely honest with one another without any outside noise.
“Not sure I can get used to this charming side of yours…” I lift a brow. “But I kinda adore it.”
He presses a hand to his chest. “Because I’m fuckin’ adorable.”
I shake my head. “You’re too much sometimes.”
“And I’m all yours, baby.”
Chapter Eleven
DIESEL
It’s been two days since Rowan came to my house and we almost got caught by her brother and dad. Luckily, they didn’t ask to come in, and they only talked to me for a few minutes outside, but it was another reminder of how careful we have to be.
Grabbing Rowan’s arm before she walks past me, I guide her into one of the tack rooms in the horse barn and bring her against my chest.
“Jesus!” she whisper-hisses. “You’re gonna give me a heart attack one of these days.” She playfully swats at my chest. “Why can’t we sneak around without you scaring the shit outta me every damn time?”
I cup her face and lower my mouth, brushing my lips against hers. “I like getting your