I smiled as I pulled the covers up and over my mouth to giggle.
Oh my God! I can’t believe this is happening to me. I swore off men. I was never going to fall in love again, but Layton…he loves me. I feel it in my heart.
I’d never felt like this with Roger, not even in the beginning. It had never felt so…powerful, so full of magic and love.
Layton sat up and smiled. “He’s here? No shit? How the fuck did they get him here so fast?”
He? Who in the hell is Layton talking about?
“We’ll be down in a few minutes. Yes…don’t run him until I get there. ”
A horse—he must be talking about the horse he went to see last week.
He hung up the phone and leaned down toward me with the biggest smile on his face. He gently brushed his lips against mine, and I let out a slow, low moan. He pulled slightly away and kept his eyes closed.
“How is it even possible I could want you so badly again?”
I laughed as I ran my index finger down the side of his face. He opened his eyes, and I let out a gasp when I saw his beautiful blue eyes looking into mine.
I could barely talk. “Layton,” I whispered, “is it even possible to fall so madly in love with someone like this?”
He smiled that crooked smile of his, and I swore his eyes sparkled as he glanced down at my lips and then back into my eyes.
“Yes,” he whispered. “You wanna go see a horse?”
I laughed and nodded. “Yes! I want to be wherever you are. ”
He reached down and kissed my nose. He jumped up and walked over toward his closet before turning back to look at me. “Your clothes?”
“I have spare clothes in my car,” I said with a wink.
He returned my wink with a panty-melting smile as he grabbed a pair of jeans and put them on. For some reason, the idea of him going commando turned me on even more. He walked out of his closet with flip-flops, and I fell back onto the pillow and moaned.
Holy shit. He makes fucking flip-flops look sexy as hell. A cowboy in damn flip-flops! Oh God, what is he doing to me?
I slowly moved my hand down and touched myself.
What in the hell is wrong with me?
I had such a damn pulsing feeling between my legs. I just needed it to stop.
How is it possible to have this much sex yet still be so damn horny?
“Whitley?”
I looked up at him. “Hmm?”
“Are you feeling on yourself? Baby, I think you’re trying to put me in the hospital. I’ve been pleasantly surprised at my stamina, but damn, baby. ”
“I just…I’ve never had such a need for someone before in my life. Just watching you turns me on and…” I moved my hand faster.
Oh my God, I can’t even believe what I’m doing!
I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. The next thing I knew, the covers were off of me, and I felt Layton’s hot breath. One touch of his tongue on my clit, and I lost it. I grabbed the sheets, and all I could do was ride out one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had. He slid his fingers into me, and I felt another one coming on just as the first one was ending.
I started to shake my head. “Oh. My. God. I can’t take another one. I can’t!”
He moved his tongue faster and did something with his fingers that just sent me over the edge. I bucked my hips and started calling out his name.