Chapter 25: Thrown
After a night of rest at the cowboy’s side, I woke up with his fully hard erection pressed against my bottom. I decided to ride his tool for mere pleasure, shower with him, and make us an oatmeal-and-banana breakfast—with coffee, of course.
About ten in the morning, after I’d checked on Sophia, Pax and I agreed to take Triton and Melissa, who were both rather anxious, out for a ride. Triton had been abused as a colt by his previous monster of an owner, and Pax said, “He’s jumpy and knows me better than you, Cal. Do you mind if I ride him?”
“Whatever’s best for the horse,” I replied, saddling up a beautiful and freshly brushed Melissa. Truthfully, I was looking for a romantic ride with the cowboy. Although we had our privacy in my cabin, I knew that Blake and the two
