off after doing a tour like that.”
He shook his head. “It’s a ranch. Not an estate. We don’t have any groundskeepers or staff to take care of the animals or the land. It’s a full-time, everyday job. And we’re already running behind.”
We walked back to the parking lot and he slapped my ass playfully before I climbed into the truck. When we got back to the ranch, I followed him to the big red barn. After being outside for much of the morning, it felt good to step out of the chill and into the heated barn. He showed me how to get the morning started for the animals and we walked around feeding them.
As we worked, we teased each other and played, tickling each other and stealing kisses. I leaned in to give him another peck on the cheek when he turned and caught me in a deeper kiss. That instantly sparked the heat between us. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my body to his. My mouth opened to welcome his tongue inside and I sighed with the warmth and dizzying pleasure of him.
Things got steamier and Sawyer suddenly stepped away from me, going across the barn to pick up a blanket.
Chapter 39
Sawyer
“Let’s go upstairs,” I said, holding out my hand for her to take and grabbing a giant blanket, bundled up in one arm.
“Why?” she asked as she took it and began running after me anyway.
“Heat rises. Lots of hay. No animals. Come on.”
She gleefully giggled. “That does sound better,” she said as we climbed the rickety wooden stairs to the loft.
The area we ended up in was one I knew well. I had often come there to sit and relax in the heat during the winter when I was done feeding the animals but didn’t want to go in yet. Often, I would watch out the hayloft door as the sun set, but with the chill in the air, one of the brothers had closed them already. That meant that the heat swirled up into the loft from below and stuck in the bales and loose mounds of hay in the loft.
I collapsed into a loose pile, and Jane jumped into my arms. I lay back, the hay keeping me sitting up a bit, and our mouths found one another. We embraced, kissing and our hands running over each other’s bodies playfully. One of her hands began to rub my cock over my jeans and I groaned. I wrapped her waist in my arms and pulled her into my lap, eliciting a giggle.
“Are we literally going to have a roll in the hay?” she asked, laughing.
“You tell me,” I said, pulling at the hem of her shirt and pulling it up over her head. Her heavy breasts heaved in her bra, and a splash of color rushed across them. I was dying to have them in my hands, between my lips, and for a moment, I simply buried my face in her cleavage. She laughed and I reached behind her to unhook her bra with one hand.
When the bra loosened, she pulled her shoulders together to let it fall off her shoulders. I grabbed the front and pulled it away, tossing it to the side. Her perfect, round breasts surrounded me and I hungrily took one of her perky, pink nipples into my mouth. She drew in a sharp breath and began to grind into my lap.
Reaching behind her, she grabbed the blanket I had brought up with us and wrapped it around her shoulders, enveloping me in darkness with her bountiful chest. I clasped both of them in my hands and leaned back, leaving the darkness so I could gaze at her incredible body. She curled over me and placed a kiss to my lips before working her way down my neck and chest.
I relaxed into the hay as she wiggled her way down my body, my legs opening so she could settle between them. Her hands worked at my belt and when it was open, the button of my pants. She looked up and our eyes locked as she grinned and began to unzip me. I arched my hips up so I could pull them down and she reached down to grab my boots and help me get them off. When they were both off, she yanked at my jeans until they came off too, and I heard a moan of appreciation when she saw the bulge in my boxers.
As the