A horse ride that ends in passionate sex. A damsel in distress saved. Another (few) item(s) ticked off a bucket list...

Caution: Contains erotic content. Strictly 18+. Thank you!

This is the second story in The Bucket List series, but can also be listened to as a standalone.

"Okay, now I'm getting scared. Why the hell are we in the middle of nowhere?"

Your tone suggests that you disapprove of my way of handling things. You like to be in control, something that you don't give up easily. But you were wrong in thinking that it would make me change my mind. You started this game, after all. New Year's Eve has come and gone, and time is running out once more. Not to mention that we have two lists of things to take care of. I glance towards the two gorgeous horses, unable to hold my smile back any longer.

"Why, we are here to ride, of course."

I can only hope that you don't take it the wrong way. But of course you do, which makes me smile even more. During the past month I have realized a lot of things about you, but myself, too. I must admit that I'm surprised, but intrigued none-the-less. And I'm falling head-over-heals for you. You fold your arms in front of your chest, looking at me incredulously, as if I just asked you to jump out of a plane. But your voice is cautious, almost apologetic.

"Yeah, I get that. I just don't understand how could this be on your list. It certainly haven't seen it."

I suppress a chuckle, and you obviously get more and more annoyed by the minute. I know that you still don't trust me, even though we have spent most of the past weeks in my bed. Well, if I'm honest, we weren't always in my bed. Sometimes we had sex on the kitchen floor, in the bath tub, on the roof... Anywhere and everywhere we liked. But you still find it hard to get rid of your inhibitions, and I understand that. In fact, that's why we are here today. But of course you don't need to know that yet.