The light kissed Sibyll’s pale hair and turned it into spun gold. He clenched his fingers to keep from touching it. Not yet. His cock demanded he take her here, in the field, but he fought back the urge. She deserved a soft bed, not rough weeds and hard earth. An image of her riding him flitted through his mind, and he bit off a growl. Her ass twitched with every step. Too easily he recalled the round globes of her luscious behind thrust into the air so he could fuck her. This time he did groan. Sharing her body with Riggs had been one of the best experiences of his life. She threw a look over her shoulder. “You okay?” “Yes, almost there.” It was a good thing, since he didn’t know how much longer he could contain his need. Having her arrive at the hospital had blown his mind. He’d been with a lot of clients over the years, and guessed very few of them would have shown up once they heard a cowboy had been injured. But Sibyll had refused to leave even after learning Riggs was okay.
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