“No, I think I’m done too.”
Their eyes locked. His heart sped up.
He turned to Beth. “If you want to go to Hanson’s Place, Dara and I can probably handle this.”
“You sure?”
“I think I owe you one after I bailed on roping tonight.”
“Fair enough.” She smiled. “Thanks, guys.”
Beth helped them unload the horses from the trailer, and then she took off while Matt took Brandy back to her stall and Dara took Beth’s horse down to his. They fed the horses and topped off all the water buckets. Matt checked on the babies—one was sound asleep beside his door, and the other was checking out her mother’s food.
The saddles could be unloaded and the trailer could be unhitched in the morning. The horses were taken care of. There was nothing left that had to be done tonight.
“Looks like that’s everything,” Matt said. “Thanks for your help.”
“Don’t mention it.” She hooked her thumbs in the pockets of her jeans. “Still seems kind of early to call it a night.”
“Yeah. It does.”
“You sure you don’t want to go Hanson’s Place tonight?”
Matt swallowed. “Do you?”
“Depends on the alternative.”
He held her gaze. She held his.
Then he pushed her up against the stall door and kissed her. Immediately, Dara’s hands were on his chest, grabbing handfuls of his shirt and holding him against her, and her kiss was even more demanding and hungry than it had been on her couch the other night.
By the time they came up for air, they were both out of breath, and his rock-hard cock was pressed against her.
He touched his forehead to hers. “I’ve been thinking about doing that all night.”
“Have you?” She licked her lips. “I don’t suppose you’re thinking about doing it again.”
He cradled the back of her head and kissed her, but she didn’t let it last long this time.
“We need to get home,” she panted. “I want—”
“Fuck that. Office.”
She blinked. “You’re serious.”
“Absolutely.”
“Let’s go.”
They hurried down the aisle, and at the office, he fumbled with his keys, but finally found the right one. As the door opened, he didn’t even bother glancing up and down the aisle in case someone had walked in—this late at night, no one else would be anywhere near the farm, and at that point, he didn’t care if they were.
They’d barely closed the door before she hauled him into another kiss. They stumbled across the thick rug, and they almost went down before he found the edge of the desk with his hip. He turned her around and pushed her up against it. Something tipped over. Something clattered onto the floor. They didn’t stop.
Matt pulled her head back and kissed her throat, her soft moans raising goose bumps beneath his shirt.
“I could barely concentrate out there,” he panted against her neck. “All I could think—”
“Matt.”
“Hmm?”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
“Get those jeans off, then.”
Belt buckles jingled. Boots came off. Between them, they got her jeans and panties over her hips. Then, as Matt was unzipping his own jeans, she turned around and bent over the desk.
Matt’s heart was going a million miles an hour—they hadn’t tried this position before. How did he… What if he…
And then he was inside her. And he was moving. And his mind went blank.
Standing behind her like this, he had even more leverage than before, and he used it. This was so unlike anything they’d done before. They were dressed. They were on their feet.
He could barely breathe. It wasn’t just from exertion either—Dara’s pussy was insanely tight, and her helpless whimpers and the sight of her bent over the desk and taking his cock was unbelievable.
“Harder,” she pleaded. “Oh God, Matt. Fuck…fuck me hard—oh, yeah.”
Harder? Oh hell yes. He held her hips and slammed into her.
Something else on the desk fell. The legs squeaked on the concrete floor. She moaned, driving him on, and he knew damn well he was too turned on to last long, so he didn’t try. He surrendered completely, letting her tight pussy and her helpless whimpers send him as far out of his mind as he could go.
Without even thinking about it, he grabbed a handful of her hair, jerked her head back, and pressed his teeth into her shoulder. Instantly, she clenched around him, and the cry she released was barely more than a strangled sob, and just like that, Matt was coming. Despite being pinned between him and the desk, she managed to somehow move her hips, and his orgasm just kept going and going and going, until he damn near collapsed over her.