could feel his semi-erect cock nestled between her cheeks.
She didn’t know how long they stayed that way. His hands never stopped traveling over her exposed body. She luxuriated in the contact and would have stayed that way forever, but life intruded into fantasy all too often. They both heard the men talking as they walked by the occupied stall.
She bent over and began to pull up her panties, only to have her hands stopped when strong, work-roughened hands slowly drew her white thong up. He traced the edge of lace, adjusting the placement, which made her shiver at the delicate touch. She peeked at him over her shoulder and smiled into his smoldering eyes. She reached down again for her pants, and a squeal passed her lips in surprise when he smacked her ass. Hard.
“Hurry up. We have a lot of work to do. You are a wicked distraction,” Donavan commented as he shoved his semi-hard cock into his jeans.
He stopped her just before opening the door and pulled her back into his arms. She looked up and met his lips in a soft, gentle kiss.
They made their way up the aisle out onto the back portion of the barn where she could see several cowboys working.
His piercing whistle had a few heads turning their way, but his signal was for Mac, who rode up to them.
“Yeah, boss?” Mac asked. Liana thought she heard a note of trepidation in his voice and knew the reason why. She could have been hurt if she hadn’t been an expert at cutting. He shouldn’t have placed her in that position. She wasn’t going to say anything to the boys, but if he tried anything like that again with anyone else, she would do something about it.
“Can you put Liana to work? She is a registered vet technician, and as she demonstrated earlier, she can handle a horse. I know Doc is going to come sometime tomorrow so maybe you can introduce them if I’m not around.” Donavan kissed her before he headed off.
Mac watched Donavan walk away and turned to face Liana.
“We are in the process of training. Would you like to help with that?” he asked instead of ordering her. He's learned his lesson. .
She nodded and walked beside him as he kept his horse at a slow walk. She climbed up onto the railing as a young horse went through his paces. In each pen she could see the same thing in different stages. Her brother-in-law's operation was similar but on a much smaller scale. Mac pointed to a pen with a horse tied up waiting for a rider.
“Gus will explain the horse’s training,” Mac said.
“What’s her name?” she asked.
“Her name is Misty May. The boys call her M & M, though.” Gus chuckled, coming up behind the pair. He was riding a beautiful sorrel with a white blaze down the center of his nose.
“I’ll leave her to you, Gus,” Mac said, turning his horse to get away as quickly as possible.
Gus shook his head and helped to introduce Misty to her.
Misty turned out to be a love, slobbering all over her shirt in hello. She didn't fidget when her cinch was tightened and her reins adjusted.
“She’s actually one of the furthest along. I was ready to hop on her to see her potential before determining in what event I was going to enter her. I would be honored if you had a go at her.” Gus smiled at her.
Liana laughed and mounted. Misty’s ears flicked forward, showing she was clearly enjoying her work. She backed up fast and did the whip around on planted hooves with ease. Her deep cuts could use some limbering and so she set about working the kinks out of those. She called out for a couple of calves and pointed Misty in that direction when they came in. The cuts flowed smoothly and the jump backs flawless in the effort to separate the one calf from the other. Misty followed her rider’s signal, trusting the direction. The hour went by fast as rider and horse became one.
Liana felt Misty tire and didn’t want to sour her for the work. She walked her around the pen to get her muscles cooled down. Gus had a huge grin on his face and
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