Sworn Enemy: An MM Enemies-To-Lovers Book (Wild Heart Ranch 1)
Sworn Enemy: Chapter 30

Standing under Charlie’s fantastic showerhead, wrapped around the man, exhausted from the day’s activities, my chest swells with pride.

Charlie went out on a limb to demonstrate the therapy with that skeptical rancher, and it worked. After that demonstration, people lined up to hang out with the horses, and folks representing law enforcement in other counties filled out applications for Charlie’s hybrid horses.

At some point in the day, I cottoned on to the fact that Charlie isn’t charging for the horses. I know that the Goodnights charge premium rates for their stock and Sparrow’s training techniques are not cheap. I also know there’s no way Charlie would accept a discount from either of them.

Tracking down corporate spies must be hella lucrative.

Watching Charlie say goodbye to the last of the stragglers, I also realized that days like today mean more to him than the money ever could. Erik mentioned that for years all they had was a landing pad in Brooklyn, just a place to sleep on the rare occasion they were in town.

While Charlie still goes out on several operations, he’s definitely in town most days. I suspect the horses and I have something to do with that.

“You’re awfully thinky right now, baby. Want to talk about it?” Charlie whispers under the falling water.

I kiss his neck because I can. “It might be a little bit crazy.”

“Hit me.”

I fake a punch to his stomach, and he rolls his eyes.

“Okay, fine. You know Ant has been helping me with some of these volunteer opportunities around town, right?”

“Of course. I’m super proud of the way you’re mentoring him.”

“Huh. I don’t think I realized that’s what I’m doing.”

He nods assuredly. “It’s absolutely what you’re doing. Everybody can see the impact you’re having on that kid’s life.”

“Really?” I ask, looking into his eyes.

“Really.”

“Well…with the Barlowe brothers, we have six empty beds in the bunkhouse. Now, I know that Ant loves the Bashes. Adores them. Would do anything for them. But I bet if we offered him a room in the bunkhouse in exchange for some work, he would take it in a heartbeat.”

“I agree, and I’m totally fine with that. I like that kid a lot.”

“I do too. In fact, my brother and I have decided to make him a job offer.”

“Really? That’s so nice of you,” he says, kissing my chin. “He’s a lucky guy.”

I shake my head. “It’s actually just a good business move. He’s a great worker, he’s kinda funny, and I know it gives him a sense of accomplishment.”

“Again, I’d like to point out that he had a great mentor.”

“Yeah?” I ask, blushing.

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

Charlie caresses my cheek and kisses my nose. “You know, for someone I was supposed to hate, you’re awfully lovable. It’s annoying as fuck.”

“No, it’s not,” I grin. “You love me. Admit it.”

Charlie shakes his head, looking up at the ceiling. “Against my better judgment.”

I tickle his ribs. “Oh nooo. The badass martial arts expert bounty hunter community do-gooder fell in love with his high school bully. Poor baby.”

“You keep that up, and I’m going to throw your naked ass on the bed and have my way with you.”

I widen my eyes innocently. “Please, no, sir. Don’t do that…”

He turns off the water and lifts me from under my ass, uncaring of the fact that I’m taller than him. He carries me out of the walk-in shower and into the chilly bedroom.

“Fuck, it’s freezing in here!” I say, gripping his head.

“Don’t worry about that, darling. I’m about to warm you right up.” Sitting on the bed, he manhandles me across his lap. “And I think I’m gonna start by tanning your hide.”

“Oh no…the big strong man—”

Smack.

“Fuck yes,” I hiss, grinning at the way my ass jiggles when he spanks me.

“What am I going to do with you?” he asks, following that up with another delicious, wet smack.

My cock hardens against his hairy thighs as he continues to spank me, switching up location and speed to keep me scrambling for equilibrium.

“Spread your legs,” he commands, and I obey without a thought.

He pops my balls with his fingertips, then reaches between my thighs to stroke my cock, nearly bringing me to completion with a few hard strokes.

I whine when Charlie tucks my dick back up between my stomach and his lap, then moan in pleasure when he continues the spanking.

I start to hump his thighs, and he smacks me even harder, creating a feedback loop that has me spilling from the friction alone.

“Mm,” he hums, smoothing his hands over my heated skin. “I wonder what you’d look like tied up, spread-eagle on my bed, completely at my mercy.”

“Yes, please,” I beg, even though there wasn’t a question.

Needing to return the favor, I grab a damp towel and wipe off his thighs, then push them apart. His dick is hard, curved toward his belly, and a perfect, clear pearl of precum bubbles up on the tip.

I lick it off, tonguing his slit to coax a little more.

“Give me your hand,” he asks, his voice raspy.

Sliding my mouth down his cock, I comply. Charlie shoves the middle finger in his mouth, sucking hard and slicking it with his spit.

Loving how his girth stretches my lips, I cradle his balls, pulling them forward as I reach back with my slicked-up middle finger. He tilts his hips, giving me access to his hole. Slowly, I sink the long finger into his heat, loving the way he clenches against me.

I hit the right spot, and he starts to thrust, shifting between humping against my finger and sinking into my mouth, picking up speed. I drool as he hits the back of my throat, curling the finger inside of him until he’s shouting out his orgasm, cum flooding my mouth.

“Yeah, fuck yeah,” he grunts, still thrusting back and forth as his thighs shake.

Finally, he goes quiet, his feet on the floor as his body melts back into the bed. I give him a few seconds of postcoital bliss, then climb up and straddle his wet, naked body.

I lower myself, capturing his mouth in a kiss. He returns it with sweetness and warmth, the opposite of the red handprints on my ass cheeks.

“I don’t know, Wills,” I say, switching back to our pre-sex conversation as I slide our spent cocks against each other. “Got any other suggestions for this place?”

Pulling me closer, he smooths back my wet hair and kisses my forehead.

“I definitely do.”