Page 156 of Beautiful Trauma

She threw a glance at me over her shoulder. “How is the back of my head as nice as all these trees and flowers?”

“Because it’s your gorgeous body before me–the body that houses that wonderful heart of yours.”

“There you go saying perfect things again,” she mused.

“Why don’t I do something bad to counteract it?”

“Like what?”

“Like kissing.”

“I like your way of thinking.”

Mila turned her head to where I could kiss her. When her lips pressed against mine, I groaned into her mouth. Her tongue immediately thrust against my lips. When I slid mine against hers, they tangled in a frenzy.

After untucking her shirt from her jeans, my hand slid over her ribcage to cup her breast. “Oh yes,” Mila cried.

I squeezed and palmed the heavy globe before my hand then delved inside her bra to pinch her hardened nipple. “Mm, more,” Mila pleaded before pushing her hips back against my erection.

My free hand came to the waistband of her jeans. After unbuttoning and unzipping them, I thrust my hand inside. When my fingers brushed her clit, Mila’s head fell back against my shoulder.

As I began rubbing her, my cock grew achingly hard in my pants. I slid my hand further down to where I could thrust two fingers inside her. With each sway of Lightning’s hips, I pumped into Mila’s slick, tight walls.

At Mila’s squeal of pleasure, Lightning faltered. “We have to get off,” I groaned into her ear.

“Yes, get me off,” Mila panted.

“No. We’re spooking the horse.”

“Oh. Right.”

I pulled my hand from her pants before steering us over to a lush thicket. I swung my leg over Lightning’s side and slid down to the ground. From the jolt of pain, I knew I would be paying for my exertions tomorrow. But at the moment, I didn’t give a fuck. All I cared about was fucking Mila.

Taking her hand, I helped her off the horse. In a tangle of arms and legs, we managed to get to a large oak. After jerking Mila’s jeans down her thighs, I spun her around. As she placed her hands on the tree trunk, I undid my button and slid down my zipper.

After shoving my pants over my ass and down my thighs, I took my throbbing cock in my hands. Since I knew Mila was soaked, I lined my cock up against her entrance. “How do you want it?” I breathed against her neck.

“Hard,” she replied.

I smacked her ass cheek before thrusting inside her. Our collective moan echoed through the tree line. Gripping Mila’s hips, I began to pound in and out of her. With each of my thrusts, she pushed her hips back. My balls slapped against her ass as I drove myself hard and fast into her wet pussy.

“Yes, Kellan, yes!” Mila cried as she came. Her walls clamped down on my dick, causing me to groan.

I kept driving into her, sweat breaking out along my forehead. I began slapping her ass with every thrust, which caused Mila to moan. After another orgasm charged through Mila, I came with a shout, collapsing onto her back.

When I could once again process thoughts, I pulled myself back up. “I think we should christen every inch of my land.”

“I think that’s a great idea.”

As I was tucking my cock back in my pants, Mila mused, “I think we’re walking back,” Mila mused.

“Yeah, there’s no way I’m getting back in the saddle after that.”

She grinned before pointing to where Lightning no longer stood. “I think we really spooked him.”

I grunted. “He should’ve stuck around for some pointers.”

Mila laughed before smacking my arm. “I think I’m glad we didn’t have a horse creeping on us.”