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“For what? Being an asshole?”
“We think he might come after me.”
“What?” I almost shouted, panic flooding my veins with adrenaline.
“I took you away from him. Now he can’t get the ranch.”
“But–”
His thumbs brushed back and forth. “I said I’d take care of him, right?”
I nodded.
“Then be my good girl and spend the day with Ma and Pops while we get this done.”
I frowned, still nervous. When an alpha guy like Trig saidget this doneit could mean anything. I truly wouldn’t put it past him to kill Mr. Trout. “What… what are you going to do?”
He shook his head. “Nothin’ for you to worry about. I promise.”
He wasn’t going to tell me. For once, I didn’t have to solve everything on my own. In fact, I didn’t have to solve this one at all. It was reassuring to know that Trig would take care of it. Of Mr. Trout.
“That’s what you want?” I wondered, cocking my head to the side.
“Yes, sugar. I want to know you’re safe so I can focus.”
“Okay. I don’t want him between us anymore.”
He hooked his finger into the knot in the towel and tugged, the discussion over. “I don’t wantthisbetween us anymore.”
I felt the cool air on my damp skin and my nipples hardened. He was going to take care of Mr. Trout for me. I was going to be bold and thank him. I worked at his jeans–thankfully they weren’t even zippered–and pushed them down his slim hips.
“What are you doin’, sugar?”
I looked up at him and dropped to my knees on the bathmat. His dick was right there, long and thick, bobbing. We’d had sexenough where I lost count, but I’d never seen it this close up before. And I’d never been about to put it down my throat. I licked my lips with the eagerness to taste.
“I’m being a good girl and taking my husband’s cock in my mouth for the first time.”
His gaze heated. His dick lengthened impossibly further. His hand reached around and cupped the back of my neck and said, “Open up, sugar.”
And I did.
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TRIG
A few hours later,all I could picture was my wife on her knees and her taking my dick deep into her throat. The way her mouth had stretched so wide to get me to fit, tears sliding down her cheeks. The heat, the suction.
It was her eagerness and effort that had me shooting my cum so fast.
“You ready?” Colt asked, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Hmm?”
I was sprawled on my couch. Because Abe and his city plow had cleared my driveway when Colt, Mann, and Trout came by the other day, I’d driven my pickup to take Ellie to my parents’. Now it was parked right out front so it’d be easy for Trout to know I was home. Colt had already been here when I got back. To ensure the patrol SUV wasn’t seen, he left it at his place and snowmobiled over.
It was then I realized I’d missed the sound of a vehicle pulling up, the crunch of snow under tires. The slam of the door. Thinking about my wife sucking me off distracted me.
“Hell, yeah.” I popped to my feet, ran a hand through my hair.
