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I moan, loving the way he fills me. “Keep going.”
He slides in further, still slow and careful until I wrap my leg around his hip. The position opens me up, and I swear my eyes nearly cross. He’s so big, stretching me in a delicious way.
He snaps his hips, finally filling me completely. The air leaves my lungs, and my heart rate skyrockets. I’m stuffed, completely filled by this big man above me.
But it’s not just the size of him that has my body so aroused. It’s the way he’s staring down at me, his expression one of feral possession. “You belong to me. You’re mine now. I’m the only one who comes in this tight pussy. Say it.”
My cheeks heat but I say the words anyway. “You’re the only one who comes in my tight pussy.”
“That’s right,” he murmurs and works his hand between our writhing bodies. His thumb swipes against my swollen clit. It’s too much. I’m too sensitive from the previous orgasms, and I explode as the pleasure washes over me and through me.
My whole body pulses and shudders as his warm seed fills me until it’s leaking between my legs, making a mess of both of us. I struggle to draw in a breath. I’ve never had sex like that. It was amazing and earth-shattering and soul-connecting.
“You were amazing,” he murmurs and presses a soft kiss to my forehead. “You took me so well.”
I beam under his praise. I didn’t know I had a thing for being praised, but I’m thinking that now maybe I do. I like the way he’s always saying nice things to me. “You weren’t bad either.”
He chuckles, the motion vibrating from his chest. “Thanks for the five stars.”
I giggle then too, endorphins flooding through my veins like I’ve spent the past hour running a marathon instead of getting railed by the hottest cowboy I’ve ever met. I open my mouth to tell him how good he was but yawn instead.
“Stay here. I’m going to clean you up again.” He rolls off of me and stands from the bed, retreating to the bathroom.
I watch him go, admiring the firm curve of his ass. I know I’m in too deep. After all, he plans to go back to his farm in Courage County when the Christmas Eve bonfire is over.
We probably won’t get to see each other again after that and the thought makes my stomach hurt. I push it away. I’ll deal with the heartache when he leaves. For now, I’m going to enjoy every moment with Nate.
Chapter 12
Nate
Soft gentle licks to my neck wake me from a dirty dream where I’d just slid into Callie’s wet, warm pussy. I open one eye and gaze lazily at…Rudy.
“Oh, come on,” I mutter. But he must have sensed what my dreams were about because he sends me a doggie smirk.
“Where’s our girl?” I ask him, pushing to sit up in her bed.
After I took Callie last night, Rudy wouldn’t stop whining at her door. She insisted that it was fine to let him in the room, and the next thing I knew the big lug was curled up on top of the blankets right next to us.
I move to check the crib, but Danny is gone too. I can hear the soft sounds of breakfast starting in the kitchen. I take a quick shower, hating that I’m washing away her scent. I’ll just have to get her all over me again today.
When I get dressed, I put the engagement ring in my pocket. I bought it after our first date, and I’ve been walking around with it ever since. In my mind, our marriage is a done deal. I’ve already started thinking of her as my wife.
As soon as I stumble into the kitchen, Callie gives me a soft smile. She’s standing by the toaster, putting down bread. She looks delectable today in her blue jeans and faded sweatshirt with a gingerbread house on it. Her still damp hair is pulled into a loose ponytail but it’s her eyes that get me. They’re extra sparkly today. She looks like a woman in love.
As soon as I think the thought, hope fills my chest. I knew the moment I laid eyes on her she was meant to be mine. Now, she’s looking like she wants that too.
I accept the cup of coffee she passes my way and press a kiss to her puffy lips. “Morning. How did you sleep last night?”
“Pretty good. Some handsome cowboy came into my room and tired me out.”
I smirk. “Sounds like a good time.”
I glance around for Mary and Christopher, but Callie answers my unspoken question. “They’re already out at the barn. Apparently, more farm equipment broke down.”
Danny is in his highchair and waves to me. I set my coffee mug down on the counter before I approach him. His motor skills are improving almost daily it seems, and like most babies, he’s entering his grabby phase where anything that’s within reach should be explored. “Hey, buddy, how are you doing today?”
He squeals excitedly which I take to mean he’s happy. Then he points and that’s when I realize he wasn’t nearly as happy to see me as he is to see Rudy. Rudy places his head on the tray for the highchair and doesn’t even flinch when Danny tugs on his ears.
