" easily to his back, taking her with him. Surprised and flummoxed, Merritt floundered a little as he gently pushed her up and arranged her legs to straddle him. “What are you doing?” “Putting you to work,” he said, “since you’re so set on wringing me dry.” She looked at the brawny male beneath her and shook her head slightly. A brief laugh escaped him as he saw her confusion. “You’re a horsewoman, aye?” he asked, and nudged upward with his hips. “Ride. "
― Lisa Kleypas , Devil in Disguise (The Ravenels, #7)