Chapter 55

“My god, you’re so wet.” His voice sounds ragged, and it makes desire pool in my stomach, stretching out to every part of my body. “Have you been this wet the whole time?”

I shake my head yes and whimper when he slowly slides a finger inside me. “Since I first saw you this morning,” I pant.

“You poor thing,” he says, and I can feel his smile against my lips. “You want me to make it better for you?”

“God, yes,” I whimper against him, arching my hips as he very slowly fucks me with his finger.

He kisses me gently, working his finger faster, making sure to slide it over my swollen clit with each thrust. The sensation is maddening, and already I can feel pleasure building to an unstoppable force. My leg is still hiked up, and I hook it around his waist when he slides that hand further down my thigh to cup my ass. The metal bars from the pasture gate dig into my back, but I don’t give a rat’s ass about that. I’d let him fuck me up against a cactus at this point.

My fingers dig into his sho