hoarsely.
“Jillian,” he groaned.
“Fuck my ass, Jackson. Fuck it hard.”
He nearly came right then and there. “You like my big cock spearing this tight little hole of yours, don’t you, darlin’? So fucking tight,” he groaned, losing what little control he had left.
Orgasm came fast and hard, rocking his senses. The last thought he had before pulling out and sinking down onto the bed beside Jillian was how he never wanted to let her go.
* * *
“Is she crying?”
“She is.”
“Maybe we should send her to therapy.”
“We could always try an exorcism.”
Jillian turned from the window, greeted by the worried expressions on her best friends’ faces. “I don’t need therapy or an exorcism,” she assured them.
“Well, you sure as hell need something,” Lauren argued with a frown.
Alexis nodded in agreement. “Yeah, you’ve been going around in this weird, lifeless daze for months, ever since you got back from your trip. It’s like you’ve lost the will to go on.”
“Oh, please,” Jillian replied with an exaggerated roll of her eyes. “You guys can be such drama queens. I’m fine. I’m just trying to get back to how my life was before I went to Wyoming.” Back to the way it had to be. Without Jackson.
“Tell me something, Jillian. Did you go and fall in love with him or do you just miss getting fucked all day, every day, by your cowboy?” Lauren asked bluntly.
Both.
“O.M.G,” Alexis gasped. “She doesn’t even have to answer that. It’s written all over her face.”
Lauren clucked her tongue. “You were supposed to get sexed up in Wyoming and then come back with more passion for life, not fall for him in the process.”
“Man, he must have been good in the sack.”
Jillian brushed a stray tear from her cheek with a sniffle. “I told you he was.” In fact, she’d told them every hot, steamy detail of her time with Jackson. After all, they were best friends and best friends shared everything.
Lauren stood up from the sofa and paced the room. “This is our fault. We should have gone with her. Should have made sure she didn’t fall for the guy.”
“We could have slept with him, too,” Alexis said with a pout.
“He’s not into that,” Jillian said in Jackson’s defense. And the last thing she wanted to think about was her cowboy lover being with some other woman. Not in the way he’d been with her.
“A one woman man, huh?” Lauren surmised. “Rare, but admirable.” She headed for Jillian’s room. “Come on, girls. We’ve got some packing to do.”
“What are you talking about?” Jillian called out as she raced after her.
“We’re going to help you pack your damn suitcase.”
Alexis swept past her and began pulling lingerie from the top drawer of Jillian’s dresser.
“Why are you packing my suitcase?”
Lauren paused in her mission to look at her. “Because you have some unfinished business back in Wyoming with your dream man.”
“No, I...” her protest died on her lips. They were right. There had been so much left unsaid between her and Jackson and it was all her fault. She had driven away that last morning while Jackson was in town getting feed for the horses. She hated goodbyes. Even worse, she knew she would have cried and ruined everything. Jackson had made his feelings on commitment perfectly clear. She was the one who had broken the rules and had lost her heart to him.
Jillian sank down onto the edge of her bed. “I can’t go back.”
“Why not?” Alexis asked.
More tears fell. “Because I never told him good bye. I left while he was in town.”
“You ran out on him?”
“Alexis,” Lauren scolded with a frown. “She’s upset enough already.” She turned back to Jillian. “You left a note right?”
Jillian shook her head with a sob. “I couldn’t. I wanted to stay there with him –