Chapter 17


    Amber


    I can’t really explain what’s going on with me right now. When that horse bolted with me on its back, I thought it might be the end of me. He was so large and he was running so fast, that I knew I would be seriously injured if I were to fall off. All I could do was just hang on for dear life.


    When Jake finally managed to stop him I was so overwhelmed by panic, that it just disconnected me from feeling any emotion. It wasn’t until Jake was yelling in my face, that I slowly returned inside my body. I tried to tell him that riding the horse had not been my idea, that I just didn’t want to lose face in front of his coworkers, but he didn’t even let me finish. He started shouting at me again, but it wasn’t until he called me an irresponsible idiot, or something similar, that I finally snapped out of it. My indignation quickly overshadowed my panic, now that I was safely standing on two feet again. But then Jake suddenly manhandled me by pushing me against the fence and spanking me like I was a petulant child!


    It should have made me so angry. It should have made me want to yell at him, or hit him back, or tell him he could go somewhere where the sun doesn’t shine. But instead, I instantly felt the now familiar pull between my legs. It’s not just the fact that I’ve been craving his proximity. It’s the incredibly hot, authoritative way Jake touches me that sends bolts of lightning straight to my core.


    ‘Perhaps you would like me to help you release some of that stress?’ Jake whispers in my ear. He squeezes my breast with his palm. Lord, yes! I close my eyes and lean into his touch.


    ‘Answer me,’ he demands, pinching my nipple and biting my earlobe.


    ‘Yes,’ I breathe out. Oh dear Lord, please, yes!


    Jake rewards me by unzipping my jeans and sliding his right hand into my panties. I moan softly when he starts to circle my clit with his middle finger. His calloused left hand moves back up to massage my breast again.


    ‘Is this what you need, Amber?’ Jake breathes in my ear. He slides his hand down lower to cup me with his palm and he dips his middle finger inside of me.


    My knees almost give way when Jake presses against my inner front wall. I moan loud and grind against his hand, but then he suddenly holds still.


    ‘I asked you a question,’ Jake says in a low, stern voice.


    ‘Yes. Yes! Please…’ I answer quickly, desperate for him to continue. I didn''t know sex could become an addiction this fast, but after going without Jake''s touch for three weeks I find myself craving him.


    As soon as I answer, Jake resumes the motions of his hands.


    ‘Good girl,’ he whispers in my ear. ‘Now kick off your shoes.’


    I hurry to do as he says. I kick my sneakers off using my heels and toes, trying to keep my hips as still as possible, so I won''t miss out on the sensation of Jake rubbing my insides. I don''t even care that my socks are getting dirty or that the grass is cold against my feet. Jake grinds his crotch against me and I feel the bulge in his pants against my lower back. He rubs his nose down my ear.


    ‘You make me so fucking hard, Amber. Now put your hands on the fence and push your ass out for me.’ Jake gives a sharp bite in my neck, extracting another moan from my lips, before he pulls his hands back.


    It doesn''t even cross my mind to refuse his commands. The authoritative tone of his voice runs a shiver through my spine and has me dripping wet in anticipation. I don''t know why Jake has suddenly changed his mind and wants to have sex with me again, but right now I''m not going to waste a second wondering about it. I turn around, grab the top rail of the fence and bend forward to push my ass back.


    Jake goes on to stand behind me and slowly pulls my jeans and panties down to my ankles. He taps my feet one by one, so he can take them off. Then he caresses the back of my legs in an upwards motion. I let out a gasp in surprise when I suddenly feel his mouth between my legs from behind.


    Jake uses his fingers to spread my folds and dives in with his tongue. He licks the insides of my lips before he stiffens his tongue and starts to penetrate me with it. I try to push my ass back further, longing for the friction of his tongue on my clit, but Jake instantly pulls back.


    ‘Not yet,’ he growls. He grabs both my cheeks and squeezes them roughly as he gets up to stand behind me. Before I know it, he smacks my now bare ass with his palm. It stings, but in an incredibly hot kind of way.


    ‘First, you and I need to settle a few things.’ Jake slaps me again. ‘You are not putting yourself in fucking danger ever again, understood?’ Another spank when I don’t answer him fast enough. ‘Understood?’


    ‘Yes,’ I whimper.


    ‘Yes who?’ Jake gives me two more hard spanks. Oh Lord, how is this exciting me so much? I can feel myself dripping under his commanding touch.


    ‘Yes, sir,’ I respond automatically.


    ‘Next time you want to ride a horse, you are going to fucking ask me. Yes?’


    ‘Yes, sir.’


    ‘Who are you going to ask?’ Jake demands again, while giving me three rapid spanks in a row.


    ‘You,’ I quickly answer him.


    ‘Good girl,’ Jake tells me. He rewards me by rubbing the sting away. ‘Then ask me for what you want right now.’


    I bite my lip, suddenly feeling embarrassed, but Jake is not having it. He smacks his palm against my ass again. Once on the left cheek, quickly followed by one on the right.


    ‘Ask me!’ he commands, leaving no room for refusal.


    ‘F-fuck me, please,’ I whimper softly.


    ‘See, all you have to do is fucking ask me nicely,’ Jake growls approvingly. He caresses one hand up my back and grabs my hair in his fist. Then he suddenly pulls my head backwards, arching my back, and he brings his lips right next to my ear. ‘Now, are you going to be a good girl for me, and take my fucking cock from behind?’


    ‘Yes! Yes, sir,’ I moan eagerly.


    Jake lets go of my hair and I hear him unzip his pants behind me. I glance over my shoulder, still holding onto the fence, and watch him tear open the package of a condom. I guess he just carries them around everywhere, just in case? That probably shouldn''t surprise me. Jake quickly rolls the condom on and steps towards me. He nudges the insides of my feet and I automatically widen my stance. Jake brings himself in position and rubs my ass with both of his hands.


    ‘I think I’ve mentioned before how amazing your ass looks in those jeans you’re always wearing. But right now, in this position, pink from my hands, it looks downright phenomenal,’ Jake groans with fervor. Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.


    He grabs my hips and thrusts the full length of his cock inside me in one swift motion. I cry out from pleasure and he immediately holds still.


    ‘Are you good?’ he checks.


    ‘Yes,’ I whimper. ‘More! Please…’


    Jake lets out a growl and starts thrusting inside me. He is absolutely relentless. His fingers are buried deep inside the flesh of my hips as he pulls me over his cock at a blistering pace. He grabs my hair again with his right hand. I arch my back when Jake pulls me towards him, which intensifies the sensations of him rubbing his throbbing member against my inner front wall. My eyes roll back in my head from pleasure. I can hear Jake panting behind me when he is getting closer. Suddenly he releases my hair again and reaches forward.


    ‘Come for me. Now!’ Jake orders me.


    He frantically starts rubbing my clit. Barely five seconds later it feels like fireworks are exploding inside me, and I fall apart. I''m flushed with rippling waves of pleasure, making my body convulse around Jake''s cock. Jake continues to thrust into me relentlessly, extending the incredible sensations to what seems like ages, until he lets out a string of curses and starts unloading himself.


    After a few seconds he slows down and lazily continues his thrusts, until he is entirely finished. I can feel him gradually soften inside me, as he slowly stills. I''m still bent over, grateful for the support of the fence, as I’m trying to catch my breath. When Jake finally pulls out, I shyly glance at him over my shoulder.


    ‘Wow… That was–‘


    My words are interrupted by Jake crashing his lips against mine for a passionate kiss.


    ‘Bloody fucking spectacular,’ he mumbles, finishing my sentence without breaking the kiss.


    He pulls me close against his chest by placing his hands on my waist, underneath my loose-hanging blouse. Almost instantly, he pulls back again.


    ‘Shit, you’re fucking cold!’ he exclaims, suddenly worried.


    ‘I’m fine,’ I assure him with a smile.


    ‘No, I’m so sorry! It’s almost fucking November, I shouldn’t have exposed you to the cold air like that. You could get sick!’ Jake says with a concerned frown. He looks extremely guilt-ridden. He gives me a quick kiss before he grabs my jeans and panties from the ground. ‘Come on, let’s get your clothes back on.’


    ‘I’ll be fine, Jake. You kept me hot enough,’ I laugh, but I allow him to help me put my panties and jeans back on anyway, while I button up my blouse.


    Jake kneels down in the grass to help me put my sneakers back on.


    ‘Fucking sneakers,’ he mutters under his breath. ‘You were riding with fuckers sneakers on.’ He gets up and scowls at me again, shaking his head in disbelief. ‘And you’re not even wearing a coat!’


    Jake grabs his own coat off the ground, which he apparently took off at some point when I wasn’t looking. He puts it on me and quickly zips me up.


    ‘Thank you,’ I say softly, suddenly shivering. I honestly hadn’t realized how cold I was until now. I wrap my arms around myself, and Jake pulls his phone from the coat that now hangs around my shoulders.


    ‘I’m just letting Ray know that you''re safe and that we’re on our way back,’ Jake explains, as he shoots off a quick text. ‘Come on,’ he sighs.


    He puts the phone back in his pocket and takes my hand, leading me to the horses. I stare up at them hesitantly. Jake must notice my reluctance, because he gently squeezes my hand.


    ‘It’s the only way we can get back to the ranch, but you don’t have to worry. You’re riding with me this time,’ he tries to reassure me.


    ‘Isn’t that too heavy for Duke?’ I ask him unsurely.


    ‘Duke is a workhorse. If I can carry you, he can carry us,’ Jake promises.


    ‘But how do you know if you can car–’ I start, but before I know it Jake has already grabbed my waist and lifted me onto Duke’s back.


    I’m not a skinny woman, but it doesn’t seem like Jake has much trouble holding me up. Nevertheless, I quickly grab the saddle horn and hoist my leg across Duke’s back. After my earlier ride on Rustler, I instantly feel my anxiety increase. I try to breathe in and out slowly to calm my nerves.


    In the meantime, Jake unties Rustler from the fence and ties the rope to his saddle horn. Then he hoists himself behind me on Duke’s back. Jake circles his arms around my waist and grabs the reins in front of my body. I instantly feel calmer, being caged in by his strong arms. Thankfully, he sets the horses in motion in a leisurely stroll.


    ‘What the fuck happened, Amber?’ Jake asks me again after a while. He doesn''t sound angry anymore, but there’s a sense of urgency behind his words. ‘What on earth possessed you to go riding on Rustler, with fucking sneakers on nonetheless?’


    ‘What’s wrong with my sneakers?’ I ask with a frown.


    ‘Nothing at all, except when you go riding in them. Then they become a safety hazard,’ Jake says admonishingly. ‘There’s a reason we all wear boots on the ranch. Sneakers give you no grip in the stirrups. If you fall off a horse wearing boots your feet just slip out, but with sneakers your foot can easily slip through them and get caught. You could be dragged along for miles by a bolting horse, getting seriously injured.’


    An involuntary shudder runs through my body. I suddenly realize that I’ve gotten very lucky. Things could certainly have gone a lot worse today.


    ‘So why did you do it?’ Jake asks me again.


    ‘It was stupid.’


    ‘I think we can both agree on that,’ he replies dryly. ‘Just tell me why?’


    ‘No, I mean you’ll just think I''m stupid,’ I say embarrassedly.


    ‘Try me.’


    I take a deep breath and lean my head back against Jake’s chest.


    ‘I brought some cookies out for you guys, and one of the horses tried to eat some, startling me,’ I confess reluctantly. ‘I fell in the mud, and I dropped the cookies. Then some of the men started laughing at me, calling me a city girl for being afraid of horses. I said I wasn''t afraid of them, and they challenged me to prove it by riding this one.’


    Jake goes still behind me. I can feel the muscles in his arms tense around me.


    ‘As I said, it was stupid,’ I mumble, lowering my head, even more embarrassed now.


    ‘Who?’


    ‘I don''t know. A couple of them laughed at me, I guess. Gary and Walter mostly. And David too, I think–’


    ‘Who told you to get on Rustler?’ Jake interrupts me, his tone sharp.


    ‘Oh… Uh, Walter,’ I answer honestly.


    Jake doesn''t say anything else. We ride in silence for a while and I revel in the warmth of his strong arms around mine. Jake holds me protectively close against his chest, but I get the feeling that he’s angry with me again. I knew he would think I was stupid. His voice is kind, though, when he finally speaks.


    ‘Do you think you can handle it if we go a little faster? We both need to get warm again.’


    Poor Jake! He must be freezing in only his shirt, I realize. I feel guilty about taking his coat. However, the thought of speeding up also makes me nervous. Jake seems to sense my anxiety, because he tightens his embrace and plants a kiss in my hair.


    ‘I won''t let anything happen to you,’ he promises. ‘I’ve got you, Amber.’


    ‘Yeah, okay,’ I nod reluctantly, leaning further back against the relative safety of his chest.


    Jake must be eager to get back to the ranch, because he doesn''t hesitate and spurs on the horses. I dare to briefly glance sideways and see that Rustler is calmly galloping along, as gentle as a lamb. Fudging jerk horse! We turn a corner around some bushes and then I spot the ranch in the distance.


    Suddenly my anxiety has nothing to do with being on horseback anymore, but with the prospect of having to face all the ranch hands again. I made such a fool out of myself in front of them! If they thought I was a silly city girl before, I don''t even want to know what they must think of me now.


    The men are spread out across the lawn, but as soon as they see us coming they assemble near the corral. Jake guides us straight towards them, and stops next to the corral fence. Nick shoots forward to grab Duke’s bridle. Sylvester immediately walks up to us to untie Rustler, leading him back inside the corral to check on him.


    Jake doesn’t say a word when he smoothly jumps off Duke’s back. He keeps facing me and reaches up to help me get down. His touch is gentle when he puts me safely on the ground, but his jaw is clenched. Jake searches my eyes, checking to see if I''m alright.


    I nod at him. I’m okay.


    Then he lets go of me and sharply turns towards his fellow ranch hands, who have all gathered around us. Without acknowledging anyone, Jake strides forward and heads straight for Walter. He grabs Walter’s coat right under his chin and pushes him backwards.


    ‘YOU FUCKING PUT HER ON RUSTLER?’ Jake yells furiously in his face. He grabs Walter’s collar tightly and punches him in the face once, before roughly shoving him away, causing Walter to stumble to the ground. Jake threateningly towers over him. ‘You put her on a fucking untamed horse? She wasn’t even wearing any riding gear, you fucking asshole! No boots, no riding helmet, nothing! Were you trying to fucking kill her?’


    ‘Fuck, no! Of course not!’ Walter yells back at him. His face is pale and he seems worried, rather than angry about getting pushed to the ground. ‘I was just messing around a bit, man! I had no idea that fucking gate was open!’


    ‘None of us saw that,’ Sylvester says as he steps out of the corral. His face looks tormented.


    To my surprise, he doesn’t stop walking until he''s right in front of me. Without hesitation he wraps his long arms around me in a giant bear hug.


    ‘Are you alright, Amber?’ he asks worriedly as he slowly pulls back a few seconds later. He keeps one hand resting on my shoulder.


    ‘Yes, I’m fine,’ I blink, still a bit dazed by his unexpected embrace. I figured they would all be laughing at me for being such an idiot, but when I look around I don’t see anyone gloating or grinning. They all look at me with pale and worried faces.


    ‘Yeah, no thanks to you, you fucking assholes!’ Jake calls out.


    He is still standing next to a knocked down Walter with his fists clenched. He stares furiously at his coworkers. They are all avoiding his gaze and nobody dares to speak. Then Ray’s voice suddenly comes booming out of the doorway.


    ‘What the hell is the meaning of this?’