body aches. We kiss as he slides inside, filling me full of his length and girth.
“Damn,” I whisper as he digs his thumbs in my hips, steadying me as I greedily ride him. It feels so goddamn good being with him like this, taking full control as he gives me my body everything it needs and desires. The pace slows, and he thumbs my clit, and the build happens fast and quick.
“Maize, you feel so fucking good,” he whispers as my mouth runs across his neck and up to his ear.
“I’m close,” I breathlessly tell him, and then the orgasm rips through me. My head falls on his shoulder as he holds me tight, but I don’t stop rocking my hips. Seconds later, he’s riding out his release too, letting out a guttural moan.
After we clean up and I put on my clothes from yesterday that smell like brisket, I tell him goodbye. He kisses me so softly, and I just want to spend all day rolling in the sheets with him. No one has ever made me feel the way he does, and it’s scary as hell.
“See you later?” he asks.
I nod and smirk. “I’d really like that. Want to meet me at the judging area at ten thirty-ish? They’re supposed to announce who won then.”
“I’ll be there,” he promises and pulls me in for one last kiss.
As I go to walk away, I look at him over my shoulder and smile.
“I already miss you,” he admits, and I playfully roll my eyes at him as I go to the front door. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted and needed, and I wonder what we’d be like if I actually gave him a chance. When I step outside, the sun is hot against my skin. I rush to my truck and try to think of what I’m going to tell my parents when I get home. It doesn’t matter how old I am; they question me when I’m out all night.
I pull up to the house, and I’m relieved to see Kenzie’s the only one home. Of course, she’s still asleep, though. At least, I hope she is because she’ll give me just as much shit about this.
I hurry and go to my room, grab a fresh set of clothes, and then jump in the shower. My only goal right now is to get back to the rodeo before my parents arrive. When I turn off the water and hear their voices, I realize that’s not gonna happen today. I take my time fixing my hair and getting dressed. Then I grab my keys and try to sneak past my parents in the kitchen.
“Where’ve you been all night?” Dad asks, stopping me.
“John, leave her alone,” Mom cuts in, thankfully.
He studies me. “You’ll always be my baby no matter how old you are.”
“And this is exactly why I want my own place,” I say with a big grin. “Also, my business is only for me to know.”
He sucks in a deep breath. “You are not moving out until you’re forty-five.”
I snort and pat him on the shoulder. “Nice try, Daddy.”
Mom shakes her head and turns her attention to me. I’m scared she can see through me, or maybe she notices the glow I’ve been sporting all morning from having the best sex of my life. “Going back to the rodeo?”
“I am. Gonna check on everything, walk around a bit, then make my way to the judging area,” I explain.
“We’ll see you there,” she tells me as she refills her cup of coffee.
“Okay, well, bye!” I sing-song and rush outside.
It’s so quiet I can hear the birds chirping and the light breeze blowing through the trees. When I get in the truck, I become all sorts of nervous. Gavin was the perfect distraction to keep me out of my head about this competition, but now that I’m alone, it’s all I can think about.
I drive to the rodeo as fast as I can. Once I’m parked, I text Gavin and let him know I’m back.
Gavin: Good. I missed you. I’m still at the camper. Wanna meet me here?
Maize: I’ll be right there.
A blush hits my cheek, and I realize I’m biting my lip. My heart flutters as I walk to the RV, and when I knock on the door, he comes out.
“Want to grab some coffee?” he asks, looking sexy as sin in tight jeans, boots, and a black button-up shirt.
“Thought you’d never ask.”
We mosey to the food trucks, his fingers brushing