She woke up with a groan and rolled over, running into something…hard? Her eyes shot open and she came face to face with Wyatt. His eyes fluttered open and he smiled sleepily at her.
“Good morning,” he said around a yawn. “Sleep well?”
Oh Lordy. She flopped back onto the bed. She’d actually gone and slept with Wyatt.
Her father was going to kill her. She rubbed her eyes with the palms of her hands, groaning. No, Abby, you’re not going to worry about that. You’ve decided to tell the town of Sawyer to go jump off a cliff, remember?
She opened up her eyes again and this time, they stayed open. “Yeah, I slept well,” she mumbled, finally answering his question.
“You didn’t explain much last night,” he said, prodding her. “Not that I minded, but do you think you have time to tell me what’s going on? You seemed awfully upset, or something, when you showed up.”
“Dad. Excuse me, Sheriff Connelly pulled me into his office yesterday to tell me that rumors are swirling around town about the two of us. He said that he was talking to me as my boss, but truthfully, as my boss, he legally doesn’t have a leg to stand on. I can go hang out with you at Adam’s riding arena.” She shot him a grin and said, “I probably can’t do this,” she gestured between them, “legally, but what we have been doing, I was just fine. I don’t know – I was getting my ass chewed for something I hadn’t even done, and I figured if I was going to get in trouble for sleeping with you, I might as well actually sleep with you, right? If I’m going to do the time, I might as well have done the crime.”
He stared at her for a heartbeat, and then began laughing. “That sounds like something I’d say.” He grinned at her. “I think I’m a bad influence on you.”
“I think you’re a very bad influence on me,” she said, her voice low and sexy.
His eyes darkened. “I think we should discuss just what kind of influence you want me to be over you,” he said in a soft voice, stroking her hair away from her face. “Because if I can influence you to come over here and ride me, I think that’s the best influence of all.”
Memories of the night before raced through Abby’s mind and she knew there was no way that she could resist an offer to repeat what had happened. She rolled onto her back and lifted her hips off the bed, finally sliding off the thong panties that had been her only pajamas.
She quickly rolled back toward him, flinging one leg over his body. She scrambled to sit upright, her hands pressing flat against his chest. She could feel his heart pounding against her palms. She slowly rocked her hips forward and backward, grinding herself against him, feeling his excitement growing in time with her own.
Their eyes locked.
“Do you know how beautiful you are?” he asked huskily, his hand moving up her side to grasp a curl of her hair spilling down over her body. “I love every inch of you.”
He grasped her waist and swiftly rolled her over onto her back, eliciting a gasp of surprise from her. He grinned down at her naughtily. “I think I need to show you exactly what inches of me appreciate you,” he said, slipping inside of her. They began moving together, slowly at first and then faster. He closed his eyes, groaning with every thrust.
“Abby, Abby, oh God…Abby,” and then he was coming inside of her, his hips jerking with each spasm. He felt so amazing inside of her and her back was arching and she was crying out his name, her world coming apart at the seams as she drifted on a sea of happiness.
As she came back down to earth, though, the world came tumbling back down on her head. She’d gone and done it – the one thing her father would never forgive her for.
Twice.
And she had no excuse to offer. All of her self confidence, her willingness to tell the world, or at least her father and Sawyer, to take a hike…it was gone, leaving behind an Abby who felt nothing but panic thrumming through her veins.