Page 25 of Unstoppable Billionaire

"Are they Italian?"

"No, they are American.My mother is first generation.Her parents were Italian.My father's parents are American for generations with British ancestry."

"Cool.More questions on Italy later.A ton more questions on Italy later.I'm so excited about our trip."I speed clap my hands together, making him laugh."Are there still stripper poles in The Stallion?"

He pulls back on Blue's reins and stops."Why?"

I keep riding.

He trots back up to me."Why?"

"Answer the question, please."

"Yes."

"May I dance on the pole tonight?"

"No."His commanding tone is back.

"But?"I start, but he cuts me off.

"No."He is more insistent."The Stallion isn't a controlled environment."

"But…."

"No.It's a dancehall."I glance over at him, and he is looking right at me, studying me."I would hate to kill someone because they hurt you."

I remember his warrior face in the shower and again when he charged out into the hallway when I was with TD, and I realize he might be serious.The Stallion might be a rowdy bar.Not wanting him to worry now, I make light of his words."Oh, the thunderous Son of Thor would return."I chuckle.

"Something like that."

"Got 'cha."

"Listen, let's put this on our how-to list.When you are not working, you dance only for me."

"Ok."I grin, then flash him a happy smile."Can I dance at all at the Stallion?"

"Only for me, only for fun, and nothing exotic."

"Nothing exotic?"I play pout."That's asking a lot, don't you think?"

"No."His sharp tone is back."I know what your dancing does to people."

I wink at him and slide my tongue along the bottom of my teeth."Scorching hot!There isn't a soft dick or a dry pussy in the house when I turn up the heat."I lick my finger and shove it down my cleavage, making a hissing noise.

"Fuck!Siri, I'm feeling needy again."

Laughing, I kick Flicka and gallop off to the barn.

We unsaddle the horses in silence.Aurei takes both saddles, one in each hand, to the tack room while I turn the horses loose as Ann instructed.I come back with the bridles, take them to the hose and wash the bits off.When he walks back around, he looks so happy and relaxed."Siri, I was just thinking how awesome it is that you ride too.When I fell for you in Vegas, I was only hoping for a long-term fantastic fucking arrangement.Now, I'm really looking forward to the drama with you."

I grin wickedly, then squirt him with the ice-cold well water from the spring.He gasps and flinches as it nails him square in the chest.Then he charges.I squeal, drop the hose, and run as fast as I can toward the truck.Thinking I've made it to safety, I slow down and turn around, sticking my tongue out at him.Boom!The water hits me square in the chest in a single quick burst.Shocked, my hands raise in surrender, and I arch away, drawing myself up."FUCK!THAT'S COLD!"For a few moments, I stand frozen, then I take off fleeing to the truck, laughing hysterically.I round the passenger side to put it between me and the water hose.

Aurei turns the water off and strolls casually into the tack room with the bridles.Shivering and still giggling, I wait patiently for him to hang them up.When he comes out, he has his shirt off and holds it in his hand.The sight of him in only his faded jeans, cowboy hat, and boots sends a fresh wave of hot desire coursing through my icy veins, warming me better than anything else could!

Damn!That's a beautiful sight.His pecs are perfect, smooth mounds.His chest tapers sharply down to his narrow waist.His hard ripped six-pack.His round muscular arms.Mmm.Mmm.Mmm.The vision of those muscles fucking me last night.Sweet Zeus!I will never get tired of seeing that!

He starts to walk to me.His gait is strong, and in his boots, it's with full-on cowboy swagger.I can't help but continue my admiration of his perfection.His big thighs flex and ripple under the tight, wet jeans.The small patch of hair on his chest and the small line of hair that runs from his navel down then disappears under his waistline makes my mouth water.