Oneshots - Kayce Dutton Book 2

Sundress - Smut

Request - can we get a smutty one about the reader wearing a sundress and driving Kayce crazy all day before he can't take it anymore and the whole "truck bed/sundress" theme comes to life???

It was a hot day in Western Montana. The sun was high in the sky as you walked through Cowboy Camp with your small bag. You were going back to the ranch with Kayce and a few others, spend a few nights there to resupply and then come back.

"Y/N!" Tate called, running up to you. "Why can't you stay with me and let dad go?"

"Because I promised him I'd help him," You laughed, tying your bag to the back of the saddle on your horse. "Plus, don't you want some one on one time with your grandpa?"

"But I thought we'd go fishing?" Tate pouted. 

"I promise to take you when I get back in two days," You smiled.

"Fine," Tate sulked off, making you laugh.

The truth was you wanted some one on one time with your own cowboy. You loved camp in the summer, dreamed about it most of the year. But camp also meant that you and Kayce were never alone. Tate or someone else was always around.

Your over three-year relationship with Kayce was wonderful. You were head over boots in love with that man. But it had been over two weeks since you and Kayce had done more than kiss and your body was about to combust just thinking about it.

Speaking of, Kayce walked up to you, his eyes giving you an up down.

"What?" You asked him.

"You gonna ride in that?" He asked.

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" You looked down at your simple black sundress.

You had had it for a few years now, it being one of your favorites. It was cotton and loose, hanging off you just right with cinched waist and large straps over your sun-kissed shoulders. Paired with your riding boots, you thought it was a normal outfit for you.

"That comfortable in a saddle?" Kayce asked you, motioning to the dress.

"Most action I've gotten in weeks," You muttered but Kayce heard you.

Kayce gave you a look as the others started to get up on their horses. Smirking, you turned around and pulled your foot into the stirrup. Kayce took his hat off and placed it against your butt as you climbing up, moving so it helped cover you even though the dress wasn't that short. But you had a gentleman in your cowboy every now and then.

"Good?" Kayce asked you, resting his hand on your thigh, his fingers playing with the hen of your dress.

"Yeah," You said a bit breathless. "You?"

"Will be," Kayce muttered, his fingers sliding higher up your skin. 

"Kayce?" Rip barked 

Kayce nodded, stepping over to climb up on his horse. He looked good in the saddle, but Kayce always looked good. The group stared the two-hour journey back to the ranch.

Once y'all got to the river you took a break, letting the horses drink and riders stretch their legs. Slipping your boots and socks off you stepped into the cooler water. If felt good after riding in the sun for the past hour or so.

Your toes curled in the mud as you leaned your head back and sighed. A few seconds later you felt large droplets hit your skin.

"Kayce!" You gasped. "What are you, ten?"

Kayce snickered, standing with his hands on his waist at the water's edge.