AustinI wake up with my head on Cortland's chest and see my leg is on top of his. I roll over and he moves with me. I really don't want to get up - all I want to do is stay here with Cortland and forget about everything else for the day. But instead, Cortland nuzzles into my hair and takes a deep breath."Hey there, gorgeous," he greets me with a smile. "As much as I'd love to stay in bed with you, we've got stuff to do. So, let's start with a quick shower, and then I'll go after you."I slid out of the gooseneck and headed to the shower. I dress and go out to make coffee. Cortland passes behind me and slaps my ass. I scream and jump to get out of his reach. He chuckles and circles my waist with his arms. I feel him nibbling on my earlobe and nipping my neck. I melt back into his chest. I am putty in his hands. My pussy was already convulsing with the need to feel him inside me.He stops with a groan and steps into the bathroom. I continue making coffee and think I had sex wit

AustinOh my, never have I experienced such a thrilling and daring encounter as we just shared. It's almost as if we are indulging in an exhibition of our most intimate desires. And to add to the excitement, I can hardly believe how my secret fantasy of indulging in equestrian pleasures after our lovemaking was revealed. While a small part of me feels a bit bashful about it, another part is absolutely enraptured with the idea of exploring it further. We are now making our way back to my horse trailer, eager to continue our passionate escapades. Who says one cannot indulge in multiple rounds of ecstasy within a mere 24 hours?As Cortland and I finally arrived at my horse trailer, the atmosphere if desire enveloped us. The moment we closed the door, his affectionate nature took over. Our lips interlocked with a fiery passion that shows his unwavering desire for me. As we slowly shed our attire, I couldn't help but marvel at the Adonis standing before me. Standing at an impressive height

CortlandDude, watching Austin drive that tractor was the hottest thing ever. But damn, I'm such a sucker for it. Lane just took off to grab his stuff and move into the bunkhouse. It's a pretty sweet place, but since we're in the west, we call it a bunkhouse. Now we're just chillin' and waiting for Declan and Emberlynn to show up. Austin offered to pick them up from the airport, but Declan wanted to rent a car instead."Hey, I know this might sound silly, but I can't help but feel a little uneasy about the fact that the guy you're uncertain about sleeping with is staying under the same roof as you. I'm sorry if I'm overthinking it, but I just wanted to express how I'm feeling." I try to keep the conversation light, but deep down I have some concerns about his presence and want to address them in a mature and respectful manner."No way, we don't even know each other yet, and you're already acting all possessive and caveman-ish," she says, putting her hands on her hips and cocking one l

AustinUgh, alarm clocks suck. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. It's like that Duncan Donut dude saying, "time to make the donuts," but for me, it's "time to feed the horses." Don't get me wrong, I love my time with the horses, but I hate mornings.Lane shows up, and I help him unload his horse and get settled in the bunkhouse. I asked him if he wants breakfast, but he's all good. He wants to unpack and then meet me at the house at eight to chat about some stuff.I go inside and whip up some biscuits and gravy for breakfast. I brewed some coffee, and soon enough my motley crew of friends showed up. Lucky them, getting to sleep in. I'm a tad jealous, to be honest."Hey sis, what's that delicious smell?" Declan asks as he walks over to the stove. He turns around and exclaims, "You made your signature homemade biscuits and gravy?""Yep, I sure did, man child," I laugh."Hey, don't be mean. Your homemade biscuits and gravy are the bomb! I'm gonna leave here needing elastic pant

AustinAs I lay in Cort's embrace, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort that I haven't felt in a long time. It's strange to admit, but being close to him feels good. However, I'm also aware of the fact that this could lead to something more serious. I've always been independent and the thought of becoming a housewife is not something that appeals to me. It's not that I have anything against it, it's just not my personal aspiration. I've always wanted to build my own life, and I'm uncertain of how Cort might react to that realization.I wonder what type of partner Cort would be interested in. But honestly, why am I even thinking about Cort and marriage? I need to focus on my own life and not let my emotions distract me. I have worked tirelessly to build my business and develop my skills in horse training. I cannot allow a man to hinder my progress. These are the thoughts that put me to sleep at night.I wake up in the morning and Cort joins me to help feed the horses. Although