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He kissed his way along her jaw to her ear, murmuring softly how much he wanted her, and she twisted to meet his lips. Dare reached down to capture his fine ass in her hand, gripping his butt cheek under his boxers for a split second before attempting to push the elastic downward. Trying to get him all the way naked so she could pull him over her like a sexy blanket.
This time Jesse read her mind and moved eagerly, shoving his briefs away and nestling over her again, their bodies lining up perfectly. The heat of his cock rubbed her sex as he canted his hips, elbows braced on either side of her body.
Dare stroked her fingers through his hair, eyes closed as she soaked in the sensation of being under him. Being surrounded.
Being filled, as he adjusted his angle and slid them together.
“Oh, God, ye—”
Her words were cut off as he laid a hand over her mouth, bright blue eyes sparkling at her. “Shhh.”
Dare blinked then snickered as she figured out what he was warning her about. He was shy? The man who’d had her screaming his name until she was hoarse the first time they’d had sex didn’t want anyone to know what they were doing?
Jesse pulled back an inch at a time, gaze locked on hers. “Shh, or no cock for you.”
“Ha, right.” As if he was going to stop. Still, why take a chance? “I’ll be very, very quiet,” she promised.
He rocked forward, cock sinking deep. The thick length touched everywhere she needed and forced the sound from her lips.
“Ohhhh…” She glanced at his face guiltily. “Oops?”
His grin twisted, and he did it again. Slow retreat, deep press forward.
All thoughts of being worried, or mad, or…well, any thoughts, frankly, vanished as he worked his magic on her. Connected, surrounded, a team striving for the same goal.
Which in this case was the pleasure rapidly overwhelming her, the tingling sensation in her core making her sigh happily as her orgasm hit.
Jesse was the one to hum approvingly at that point, his muscles bunching under her fingers as he rocked forward a few more times, pace quickening, hand under her hip lifting her higher so he could connect every last inch.
She was still vibrating when he came, cock pulsing deep. Breath rushing past her ear in heavy pants.
Okay, so maybe the day hadn’t gone exactly how she hoped, but overall, she was pretty content to be where she was right then. In Jesse’s arms.
Perhaps that was the biggest realization of the day.
Dare didn’t need all his family to approve of her, or him, or them. She would do this thing with Buckaroo, and only people she chose to have around would be in their lives.
Right now, Jesse was a part of that—if he wanted to be.
Chapter Sixteen
Blog post: Small Town 101—Jobs
You know the lists that get tossed around on social media? “Top ten things you didn’t know about Brad Pitt’s sex life” or “She thought she was going to a birthday party. You’ll never guess what happened next…”
Clickbait, am I right?
Here’s my clickbait version of:
Best Jobs in a Small Town—number three will make you gasp…
5. The Canada Post Rural Delivery Person
The one with the key to the large box on the rural route mailbox. Oh, yeah, they know exactly who’s getting regular deliveries from Victoria’s Secret and Adam & Eve toys.
4. Florist
I tell you, those people know who’s been naughty or who’s been nice by what’s being ordered, and their advice soothes over tough times more often than a marriage counselor. Forgot her birthday? Fifty-dollar bouquet. Got caught flirting with the new girl at the café? Hundred-dollar bouquet. (Not to be confused with the hundred-dollar bouquet with wine and chocolate, which means someone is getting reaaaaally lucky tonight.)
