Unthinkable (Undeniable Trilogy #1) (18 page)

“Good,” Mr. Hansen said. “They should be there around ten a.m.”

“Don’t worry dear, they only need to be brushed and make sure they are fed,” Mrs. Hansen said with comfort.

I acknowledged her concern with a smile as we continued to talk over dinner. They shared colorful stories of Nicholas’s childhood and the sibling rivalry between him and Lance growing up. Regardless of how they interacted with each other, they were always protective over Jaimie, with both of them spending a night in jail after a fight with a guy that tried to rough Jaimie up. I looked over at Jaimie, who looked at me and shook her head in acknowledgment of the bad boy image she told me about yesterday. Nicholas caught the look between Jaimie and me and looked at her with a scowl. I cringed at the thought of what he was going to say to her or ask me.

When we finished dinner, I offered to help clear the table while Nick and his dad discussed the things that needed at the ranch. “You know my Nicky has to like you. He never brings a girl over for dinner or takes them to the ranch, or spend as much time with them as he has been doing,” Mrs. Hansen said as we were rinsing the dishes and loading them into the dishwasher. I blushed at the thought that I was special to him.

“I like him too, so I guess that’s a good thing,” I replied, feeling bashful and somewhat uncomfortable.

“Maya, are you ready?” Nicholas asked as he walked into the kitchen and wrapped me in his arms.

“Yes, Nicholas, I am ready,” I replied as I turned around to face him. We stood there looking into each other’s eyes, passion growing between us. I felt comfort and safety when I looked at him and felt like no one else was there. He leaned in to kiss me, forgetting that we had an audience around us, but I couldn’t pull away. Well, I could have, but I didn’t want to. This intimate kiss reached the core of my soul and connected with his. When the kiss ended, I saw a different gleam in his eyes a never ending light that hypnotized me and locked me in its sight.

“Ahem.” The sound of Lance clearing his throat broke our trance and we looked at him.

“Get a room already,” Lance quipped.

“Or the bed of a truck,” Jaimie completed. We looked around and saw his family sneering and laughing at the unspoken implication. I smiled ashamedly but was relieved that I was comfortable.

“Well, son,” Nicholas’s dad started. “It’s kind of obvious when your pants have been unzipped all evening and you haven’t been to the bathroom since being here.”

“I stopped along the side of the road to pee,” Nicholas said.

“Sure you did,” Jaimie said sarcastically. “And I was once a man,” she continued.

I chuckled loudly at her response because it was evident that our highway tryst was known and I couldn’t deny it. Nicholas ran his hands through his hair, cheeks turning red, and his look displaying shamefulness. We walked to the door and said our good-byes.

“Don’t forget about your sister’s event that we are putting together son,” Mrs. Hansen said to Nicholas as we were getting in the truck. Nicholas threw his head back and rolled his eyes while shaking his head.

“Okay, Mom,” he said with a deep sigh.

“You should bring Amaya,” Jaimie chimed in knowing that she was irritating her brother.

“I’m sure she will be on my arm that night.”

“Don’t you think you should ask me instead of assuming things, Nicholas?”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll ask.” He smiled that panty-melting, pussy-wetting smile of his and I knew he was going to ask in a way I couldn’t say no. We got in the truck and left, heading to the ranch.

Chapter 12

“Just how rich is your family?” I asked Nicholas as we pulled up to the ranch the aptly named, Serenity Farms. He laughed a little and began telling me about the property. It sits on ten and a half acres and it has a guest wing out back. On our way in, we passed by the lake that was part of the property. We got out of the truck and he escorted me through the house to the backyard where he showed the pool and outdoor kitchen area under the covered patio. We headed to the stables and while he was getting things ready, I stopped to look around at my surroundings. I felt at peace away from all the noise of the city and out in the country. I stood there looking out over the property when he came up behind me and wrapped me in his arms.

“It’s so beautiful,” I said to him.

“Yep, it is a nice place, quiet.” When I turned to face him, we kissed, obviously finishing what we started in his parent’s kitchen.

“Would you mind putting our things away, and then meet me at the stables? I need to get out there to check on the horses.”

“Sure thing, Nicholas.” He rolled his eyes at the disdain of me calling him Nicholas.

“Nick, Maya, Nick,” he replied.

“Why is it so important for me to call you Nick?” I asked seeing how that was such a sore spot for him.

“It’s a lot less formal than Nicholas. That way this won’t feel arranged.”

I began to think about the word arranged and why that felt awkward, but I didn’t want to pry any further although I felt there was more to it. We walked back to the truck to get our things and I headed into the house to the room where we would be staying and put our things away. I was walking around the house familiarizing myself with my surroundings, marveling at how absolutely amazing this place was. I looked out the windows down the path toward the stables and located him. I left the house, heading toward the stables where I saw him at work moving hay and taking it to the horses. Two majestic black stallions that looked like true thoroughbreds were in the stables.

“I see you looking at them,” he yelled out. “Wanna pet them?”

“I don’t know. They’re kinda big,” I replied. Nicholas walked over to me and took me by my hand.

“Come on, I’ll protect you,” he said, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was covered in sweat and had that damn smile on his lips that made me wetter than the lake out front. You could make out his abs under his drenched
T-shirt
and all I could think about was licking him dry. We walked over to the horses, grabbed the brush used for their coats, and he guided my hand as I brushed them.

“This beauty right here is Bella,” he began explaining.

“She’s a two-year-old and she has been going through training. She’s sweet and likes being brushed while people talk to her.”

“She’s beautiful,” I replied.

“This one over here is Falcon. He is doing great with his training and his owner is thinking about getting him into racing. Now, he can be temperamental but the key to him is to establish trust. He loves eye contact.” I reached up to touch him, but he shook his head and walked away from me a little which startled me.

“Watch Maya.” He looked Falcon in his eyes and started talking to him.

“See, Falcon. This is Maya, my baby. She’s a little scared since she hasn’t been around horses. She will not hurt you and you had better not think about hurting her, okay?” Nicholas grabbed my hand and guided me with brushing.

“If Falcon trusts you, he will let you brush him while he’s eating.” Falcon went to his hay bag and continued to eat while I brushed his coat.

“They are beautiful.” A nervous little laugh escaped while I continued to brush Falcon.

“Yes, they are,” Nicholas, said as he went back to Bella.

“I used to come out here to sit and think and talk to Falcon. He would give nods as if he understood what I was saying. Freaked me out a little.” He smiled as if he had an inner memory about those talks and I laughed at his comment. We finished up with the brushing and put the brush and other grooming supplies away.

“Come on. Let’s go fill their water trough.”

“How long has your family been into horses?” I asked as we walked to get the water hose.

“Well, my dad and Raymond have been friends for years. When Raymond’s kids graduated college, he decided to give up his stables and travel with his wife. My dad offered to buy this place so that they can keep the horses here. It’s been about three years.”

When he turned the water on, it splashed back at Nicholas and he was drenched. I laughed at the sight of him because this took him by surprise.

“Oh, you think that’s funny do you? Take this!” He sprayed me with the water as I screamed and I was now freezing and completely wet. We were both laughing now. He pulled his shirt off as I was wiping my face with my hands. When I opened my eyes, all I could see was this wet, sculpted male form in front of me with well-defined abs. He was wiping his face off with his
T-shirt
. His jeans were hanging on him loosely. They were wet and hung perfectly on his hips, and I could see his V-trail. I caught my breath as I stared at him and I could hear my heartbeat echoing in my ears. How I wanted to take my tongue over that trail. My hair was a dripping mess and had started to curl up. I had an elastic headband and I pulled it off to put my hair in a ponytail when Nicholas spoke.

“No, leave it down. I like it when it’s curly,” he said as he walked over to me, taking my band out of my hand.

“You are a natural beauty like Falcon and Bella. So beautiful and very responsive to those who treat you nice.”

He kissed me softly on my lips, making my knees weak. I could feel the fire in his kisses deep like he appreciated me.

“Hold on, don’t go anywhere,” he said. I stood there patiently waiting for his return. He went into the guesthouse and came out with a towel and a
shirt for both of us
, and a little CD radio. He put the radio down and plugged it in

“I knew you were cold, I figured you may want a dry shirt,” Nicholas spoke. I figured my pert nipples gave it away.

“Thanks, it is a little cool out here.” I looked above at the sky and admired the stars. When he pressed play on the CD in his radio, Kelly Clarkson and Jason Aldean’s
Don’t You Wanna Stay
began to play.

“I know that this is a little odd, but would you please dance with me?” he asked.

“Of course I will,” I replied with a smile and we danced under the stars as he serenaded me with his soft voice.

Wrapped in his arms is the safest that I had ever felt with another man that was not my father. It felt as if he slowly erased all the hurt in my past. How did I get here, I thought to myself. As the song ended, I looked up at him as he stared into my eyes and finished the song with the lyrics while caressing my face. I thought to myself, this could actually work out. The music stopped, but we were still standing there dancing as if there was no tomorrow. Suddenly a loud bell-like sound rang by the stables. He let out a deep sigh,

“I’ll be back. That’s the house phone and I’m sure my dad.” I walked over to the horses and looked at them. I grabbed their brush and started brushing Falcon.

“So, Falcon is it?” I spoke to the horse. “That is a unique name. I like it. It is strong and masculine. Hey, what do you think about Nicholas? He’s definitely cute, and he’s secure with his job. He is definitely great in bed, but you are a guy so you understand.”

“Ahem.” I looked up and he was standing there smiling with a slight laugh.

“You talking to another male about me Maya?” he questioned sarcastically.

“Sort of. He asked me if I was seeing anybody.”

“Oh really?” He smiled. “What did you say?”

“I told him that I was seeing this guy who was cute and stable and great in bed.”

“Great? All I get is great?”

“Well, I don’t think it’s been better than average.” I smiled and winked at him, knowing that this would incite him.

“Oh, okay, you are playing games. Payback, Maya, payback.” He taunted. I watched as he finished moving the hay and I helped him make sure the horses were safe and locked in for the night as we checked the stables. There were eight stalls total to be checked, all empty except the ones where Falcon and Bella were.

“Will you be taking over this one day from your dad?”

“No,” he quickly replied. “I like the property, love actually, but I don’t think I could handle it and the construction company. A lot of work goes into both.”

We walked into the last stable and there was a bottle of wine on ice, two glasses, cheese, and fruit sitting among this large blanket. I turned and looked at him in amazement.

“When did you?” I was shocked in a good way of course. I didn't know when he had time to put this together.

“I did this while you were in the main house. The guesthouse is where I usually stay when I come out here. The stuff was already in there and when I headed out here, I set this up first then I started moving the hay. Please cop a squat.” I was left speechless, which is a rare thing for me. He opened the bottle of wine and poured us a glass. He lay down on his side next to me and I decided to feed him grapes. He nibbled on my fingers as I fed him, sucking on them in a seductive way. My nipples began to harden at his sensual suggestions. A flash of lightning startled the horses and me.

“Where did that come from?” I said with panted breath.

“Oh, that’s what Dad was calling me about to make sure that the horses were not outside.”

“Maybe we should get inside,” I suggested.

“No.” he replied. “I’m going to keep you right here with me.” He reached up to caress my face when another flash of lightning came through and my heartbeat increased. “Maya, baby, I got you.”

“I’m not afraid of thunderstorms; I was caught off guard.” He pushed me down with his weight and lay on top of me.

“Maya, I am going to make slow love to you, right here in this stable. I am going to make sure that you have no need to worry or panic because I am here to protect you. I told you before that you are and will forever be mine, and I will do whatever it takes to make you happy so that I can be yours.”

“But, you are mine,” I answered. His eyes widened at my confession. “You defended my honor last night. I may be still processing these feelings, but no man has ever claimed me the way you have. You are healing scars that I thought would never heal. You are mine like I am yours.”

He kissed me softly as he reached up under the
T-shirt
I was wearing and removed my bra. He reached down, unbuttoned my shorts, and slipped them off me. As I lay there, he stood and removed his jeans and boxers. That massive cock was standing at full attention and I was his disobedient private. The lightning flashed again and the lights went out in the stables. The emergency lights came on and they were like exit lighting at the movies along the floor of the stables with big floodlights on the outside. Nicholas knelt down beside me,

“It’s okay,” he said. “The lighting is designed to power down during storms so that an electrical fire will not start.” He placed his hand upon my chest and he could feel my breathing and my heartbeat. He leaned in and kissed me, this time placing my hand on his cock, coaxing me to stroke it. The small moans under his breath were setting my sex ablaze. I took his cock into my mouth to ignite his deep pleasure.

“Fuck, Maya!” he exclaimed, his hips mimicking sex motions. I sucked harder and deeper as I fondled his balls. I would at times pull his cock out of my mouth and gently suck on his balls. I took long licks up his length to the tip of his head before I would swallow him whole once again.

That motion drove him insane. He would grab my hair in a show of his pleasure. He pulled out of my mouth, pulled my legs up in the air, held them together, pulled out a pair of ankle cuffs with a hook connector, and carefully placed them on me.

“Maya, I will remove these if you want.”

“No, I’m ready.” He had a rope to tie my feet together and then tied the loose end to the board on the wall of the stable, both positioning my legs up and closed together. The lips of my sex were exposed and I could feel them becoming swollen with anticipation. Nicholas was standing by my hoisted legs, softly stroking his dick with a deliciously wicked look on his face. He lay down by my entrance and pushed his tongue through my opening. I gasped in excitement and my nipples grew harder. He took his glass of wine and slowly poured it down my lower lips and lapped the wine as he poured.

“Mmm,” I moaned. The feeling of cool and then warm and then cool again was driving me insane. The anticipation of his tongue slowly licking my lips to suck the wine off them as he poured made my heart race. I moaned his name softly, alerting him to my attention.

“You’re going to make me come if you keep doing that.”

“That is my goal.” He poured the last of his wine and opened his mouth to catch it as it trickled down. When his glass was empty, he continued to suck and lick my pussy. My heartbeat steadily increased as he brought me closer to orgasm. I started to play with my nipples, slowly rubbing and twisting on them as he continued to suck alternately between my lower lips and my clit.

“Nick,” I moaned louder as the intensity of his sucking increased. He then stuck one finger inside me and started moving it slowly in and out.