Free The Wanted Short Stories by Kelly Elliott

beautiful. I can only imagine how it looks with snow on them.”
    Pete let out a small laugh. “It’s beyond beautiful. Let’s head to the barn.”
    Jeff and Pete began walking, and I followed behind them. I wanted to take everything in. I wanted to know how they managed everything, how their barns were set up, how they ran the day-to-day operations of the farm. We walked into the barn, and I let out a gasp.
    “Oh. My. God,” I whispered.
    The first thing I noticed was the gray brick floor. Then, my eyes moved up to the stalls. They were gorgeous. The bottom part looked to be oak plank doors, and the top was a black metal mesh.
    When my eyes kept moving up. “Holy hell.”
    The barrel ceiling was cedar planks and absolutely breathtaking. This damn barn was nicer than our house.
    “Ari…”
    I snapped my head forward and looked at Jeff. He motioned for me to follow them to the other side of the barn.
    “I take it you like our barn, Ari?” Pete said with a chuckle.
    It wasn’t lost on me how this guy kept looking down at my legs and then my chest. Jerk. “Like it? I want to move into it. Is it heated in the winter?”
    Pete blushed.
    “No freaking way!” I laughed.
    “My babies are spoiled, but they make me good money.”
    When we stepped outside the barn, my eyes looked upon two of the most beautiful men I’d ever seen. Nothing but muscles…lean muscles with bodies built for endurance. My heart began pounding, and I was pretty sure I let out a moan.
    “Ari, Jeff, I’d like you to meet Sweet Dancer and My Fair Charmer.”
    I walked up to Sweet Dancer and looked into his eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes immediately captivated me.
    I want him. I must have him.
    “I’m riding Sweet Dancer,” I said before Jeff could claim him.
    Sweet Dancer had to be at least two hands taller than My Fair Charmer. He was beyond perfect.
    Jeff let out a chuckle.
    “Ari, are you okay with an English saddle?” Pete asked.
    I smiled. “I learned on an English saddle, so yes, I’m perfectly fine with that.”
    Pete laughed and looked at Jeff.
    Jeff raised his hands and said, “I might look rough and tough, but I have a softer side. I’ve ridden English plenty of times.”
    Pete grinned. “Perfect. Well, they’re all saddled up. I think Sweet Dancer here is going to give Charmer a run for his money.”
    I put my foot in the stirrup and got myself seated on top of my new boyfriend. Oh yeah, he feels good between the legs.
    I glanced over to Jeff, and he was sitting on top of My Fair Charmer, just staring at me with a smirk on his face. I smiled, and he winked.
    “If you get lost, don’t worry. They’ll bring ya back. Charmer here will do anything for oats, and it’s about time for his midday snack.”
    Jeff and I started the horses off toward a trail as Pete yelled out for us to have fun.
    I turned and yelled back, “Oh, we will! Trust me!”
    We rode along in silence as Jeff checked out each horse. Once we came up to an open field, I peeked over at Jeff, and he started laughing.
    “Turn him loose, baby.”
    All I had to do was give the horse a small amount of leg pressure, and he took off. I could not believe how fast this horse could go. I hadn’t felt so free in my life. If given the chance, I was pretty sure he would just keep on running. I slowed him down, and we began turning around. I wasn’t even sure how far I had let the horse run until I saw Jeff running toward us. He slowed Charmer down and trotted up to me. The smile on his face caused me to smile bigger.
    “How did he feel?”
    “Amazing. His power and speed is crazy. I fell in love with him the moment I crawled on top of him. ”
    Jeff lifted the corner of his mouth. “I’d say. It looked like you were about to have an orgasm when you crawled on top of him.”
    “I about did.”
    Jeff threw his head back and laughed. Sweet Dancer was probably one of the best behaved horses I’d ever been on. I smiled as my evil little plan began playing out. I