Savor Me(15)

"So do you bake the stuff too or just boss people around?"

"Nah, you’re the only one I like to boss around." I finally smile a little when I think of all the ways I’m going to boss Hunter Coy around.

"I like that kinky smile you have going on right now. Whatever you are planning, I wholeheartedly agree."

I lower my voice to a whisper. "What if my plan was to watch you and Mase go at it tonight?"

"No!" Mason yells from beside him. I can't help but laugh as all my earlier annoyances disappear.

Hunter shrugs, indifferent to the idea. "You going out with us tonight?" he asks.

"Depends. Where are we going?"

"Horse show."

I bust out laughing. "As exciting as that sounds, I'm going to pass."

Mason continues to stand with his arms crossed, looking completely uninterested in this conversation, and it’s enough to piss me off all over again. He is such a broody * sometimes.

"Come on," Hunter begs. “Mason's showing a horse that we are trying to sell. As soon as it's done, we can go out, get some drinks, then go home and mix it up a little. Maybe switch off from last night. If you know what I mean." He winks over at me.

I heard everything sexual Hunter just said, but I am only focused on one thing, "You'll be riding one of your horses?" I ask Mason.

All I get is a stone-faced nod, but it's enough to set my blood on fire. I have no idea what it is about the thought of Mason riding a horse that turns me on so much, but I know I want to see it. I'd love to see him take command of one of those huge animals, bending it to his will.

"I'm in for the show, but last night is not happening again tonight. I'm sore. You either have to take turns or someone is getting benched for the night."

"I can take turns...or you can bench Mason. But I owe you a thank-you from this morning." Hunter gives a sexy smirk. I look over at Mason to see him sporting even more annoyance.

"You in or out?" I ask Mason, attitude seeping from my tone.

With sarcasm and bitterness rivaling my own, he answers, "Oh, I'm definitely in." Without another word spoken, Mason turns on his heels and walks out of my shop.

"Just ignore him. I think he's still cranky from missing out on that blowjob this morning."

"Can you please shut up? I work here. And while I don't give a shit what people think, I do care if they stop shopping here."

"Okay, okay. A kiss for the road?" He licks his lips as his eyes flash to mine. I want to do far more than kiss Hunter, but that will have to wait until tonight.

I look around the slowly emptying shop before answering. "One kiss. Then you leave."

"Yes, ma'am. I would take offense to that, but I know you are just excited about watching my ass when I walk away." He grabs me around the waist and pulls me tight against his body. He leans forward, dipping me like in a 1950s movie before kissing me senseless. I completely forget that I'm at work as I get lost in everything Hunter.

I offer a wide smile when he puts me back on my feet. "That was more than a goodbye kiss."

"Yeah, I know. Consider it a preview." He chews on his bottom lip, fully aware that it’s a sexy look for him.

"The previews always were my favorite part of the movie," I flirt back.

"Oh really? My favorite part is usually the climax." He smiles again before leaning forward and kissing me on the forehead. "See you tonight, sugar."

I roll my eyes but can't wipe the smile from my face as he saunters out the door.

Just as I turn to get back to work, I catch sight of Mason's brooding eyes through the front window. I offer him a little wave, but he only nods and sulks away behind Hunter.



TIGHT JEANS. CHECK.

Tight white tank top revealing a few inches of my midriff. Check.

A brand-new pair of pink and black cowboy boots I rushed out to buy just because I thought the guys would like them. Check.

An overwhelmingly odd feeling of excitement to see Hunter and especially Mason again. Fucking check. Damn it.

"Holy shit, sugar! You cowgirled up!" Hunter says with a huge smile on his face.

"I wanted to fit in." I melt into his arms when he pulls me into a long hug.

"I'm sorry. You are going to do anything but fit in here tonight. There isn't going to be a man in the arena who isn't going to be imagining taking you for a ride. And the woman are going to absolutely hate you.”

"I do look pretty hot, right?" I laugh, wondering why I didn't try this look long ago.

"At least you're modest." He gives me a wink and wraps an arm around my shoulder, guiding me inside. He takes me to our seats on the upper level of one the bleachers. "Mason's first division is up next. You’ll be able to see better from up here." He reaches down, intertwining our hands, absentmindedly bringing them to his mouth to kiss my knuckles. He drops them into his lap, and I can't take my eyes off such a simple gesture as holding hands. I look over at Hunter to see him looking around the arena, and a warm feeling slides through my body. I'm struck by how normal and comfortable this feels to be here with him.

"Hey." I catch his attention. "I want a taste." I glace down at his lips just in time to see his tongue dart out to moisten them.