Superb...
“This is lovely. Thanks very much. I think I'll have a lie down in a minute.”
“I wish I could join you...” He lounged in the doorway and smiled at her again with his sexy sultry eyes raking her up and down. He was obviously back in flirt mode again. “I'll bring your luggage and leave it outside your door. You know where I am, if you need me for anything Maddy... Just snap your fingers and I'll be at your side.”
“You're so kind. I'll remember that, thank you Lucas.”
“Later then... Enjoy your rest.” He closed the door and left.
She took a slow walk around the room, poking around the wardrobe and in the drawers and finally surveying the bathroom properly. It really was a wonderful place for a vacation. The room, the location, the hot staff, the horses... She took a few steps to her window and stood looking at the view outside. She could see the road she had just driven in on, snaking off into the distance, down into the valley. A thickly wooded area lay beyond the fenced paddocks of the ranch.
To her surprise, in the next moment, Aden passed by her window on Storm. He trotted along with the two Husky dogs she'd just seen and suddenly swept off at top speed down the trail. Her heart lurched at the sight of the beautiful white horse and its even more attractive dark haired rider. She watched with excitement, pressing her cheek to the window as he disappeared into the trees a minute later. What a glorious opening scene to her vacation that had been. She sighed heavily with desire.
I'm going to ride you Storm... No matter what Aden says. Even if I have to sneak out at first light to do it.
She lay on one of the beds, closed her eyes, and yawned as a rush of fatigue engulfed her.
Just forty little winks... that's all...
A sense of wild exhilaration shot through him, as it always did when he rode his horse hard like this. As he charged along with the wind whipping at his hair, he thought about Madison wanting to ride him. It wasn't an option. Even he had to be careful. Storm had the propensity to change course suddenly, sometimes in mid air when he was leaping a stream or some other obstacle in his path. You needed to be prepared for the unexpected all the time. He knew a fall could be deadly, especially at the speed he liked to go through the natural debris littered terrain. No, he couldn't risk it with her, although to be honest, he'd like to see it.
She had a lot of guts, one way or another, he had to admit that. She'd almost stared him out back there. Out-staring an Alpha male was a real test of endurance. Not that he'd meant to stare, but he couldn't stop himself. Her hair and eyes compelled him to look. And looked he certainly had.
He didn't much like redheads, as a rule. He could blame his mother for that. But she was something else, a whole different class of red, like the finest red wine, and he wanted to smell and taste her. He'd had a strong compulsion to grab a handful of that deep russet waterfall, when he'd first seen it hanging all the way down her back, skimming her ass. And what a cute little ass it was, encased in those tight faded jeans and perched on top of those long, long legs of hers. Fuck, the things he wanted to do with that hair... Wrap it around his wrists and his cock and anywhere else he could find to wrap it... And that wasn't all by a long shot... His whole body had gone into a state of pure arousal at the sight of her when she'd turned to face him. He had to stop himself gasping out loud with the force of it. It had swamped him so suddenly. When he'd held her small warm hand, strange things happened, inside his stomach. He'd gripped her much too hard trying to cover his surprising reaction and divert her attention. In the end it had all become too much, and he'd had to rush off to give his raging hard-on the chance to calm down. He'd better give her a wider berth from now on. God knows why she had such an effect on him.
Then he smiled with sudden relief.
Ah yes...! That was what it was...
It wasn't her... it was him. He needed a fuck. It had been a few days after all. He'd see to that later tonight. But not Mia, she'd been relegated to the back of the queue, permanently.
She was awakened from her slumber by a noise, it was almost dark in the room, and someone was knocking on the door. She jumped up, wobbly on her feet, and opened it. There stood a small, pretty, short haired blonde girl, in her mid twenties.
“Hello, I'm Grace. I work with Lucas, helping the customers on the ranch. Dinner is being served in five minutes, if you want some? I suggest you do, because there's no McD or Pizza takeout for sixteen miles. And you'd better be quick because everyone loves Shane's special chili. It's usually gone the second the pot's on the table.” She smiled sweetly at her revealing dimples and a crossed over front tooth.
“Oh, right. I'll be along in a minute, thanks.” She smiled back.