Page 14 of Possessive Rancher

“Yeah.”

“I think he got me fired.” Her face drops and I can feel the sadness washing over her. The wetness of her eyes tells me enough that I need to pull over. “I got called into the manager’s office one day last week, and they said someone filed a complaint against me.”

I shift in my seat to face her. “What kind of complaint?”

“They said they saw me going into hotel rooms in the middle of the night and not leaving until early in the morning. They were hinting that I was sleeping with guests for extra tips. But that’s not true. They didn’t believe me. They took the word of some stranger because in the words of my manager, ‘Who would make something like that up?’”

“Come here.” I pull her into my arms, feeling the wave of emotions crashing over her. She needs some rest, someone to believe her, and someone to protect her. I’m going to be all of that and then some for her.

“You know the worst part about it?” she asks, pulling away to look me in the eyes. “When I told my mother what happened, she took their side too. She even insisted that I pay her back rent or leave.”

“Aw hell, Heather. That shit ain’t right. I’m sorry you had to go through that, but the thing is, it landed you right on my doorstep. This is where you belong anyhow.”

“You’re right, Daddy,” she sighs into me and I let her go so we can get back on the road. There’s a part of me that wants to ask her more questions, like what this guy looks like, his name, and any other information about him.

There isn’t a doubt in my mind that my brother Hayden can find him. As a bounty hunter, he’s able to find the toughest criminals who are hellbent on keeping their location secret. I doubt the guy who did all this to her is trying to disguise himself.

I’ll make sure to ask her more about it another day. For now, I think I just want to make her feel good, safe, and like she can relax. I hit the turnoff from the road to head toward the deeper acres of my land.

It’s a dead end that stops at the entry gate onto the property. Rain is still barreling down, but thankfully, technology allows me to open the gate from my phone. The lake house is about two minutes away as we pull onto the parking pad covered in gravel.

We get out to head inside. Every time I walk into the lake house, my heart skips a beat. I kind of wish I were the one living out here, but the main house is good enough for me.

There’s a large living room and kitchen area that opens onto a back deck. There’s a bit of grass before the embankment drops into the lake.

It took me a few months to get the dock finished, and I’m thinking about adding a boathouse.

“Hudson, I love the way this entire wall of windows lets us see outside. The moon and stars bouncing off the lake with those mountains in the back make this look like a scene out of a country western song. All you need is a cowboy hat and your trusty horse.”

“Cowboy hats can be arranged and maybe even horses too. I think I’ll wait til I’ve made some money back off this place before I start bringing animals on. They’re almost as problematic as having kids running all over the place. They eat twice as much too.”

She laughs as we move into the living room where I can turn on the fireplace. “It’s not like you’d open up a petting zoo. A pair of horses would be nice, though. I’m sure we can still attract enough guests, especially after we put the spa in. Where would that go?”

I shrug. “I think the best would be to attach it on the left side of the house here. Have this back deck wrap around it and put an outdoor shower and massage table between.”

“How good are you at massages?” she asks with a seductive grin.

Heather has her mind set on me taking her virginity, and she’s using every bit of her body to sway me into making the first move. That’s okay. I can play this game she’s playing, but at least we both win in the end.

I tell her, pulling my shirt over my head, “I think that’s something you’d have to judge for yourself.”

Her eyes scan the room. There isn’t much in the lake house other than a few standard pieces of furniture. A sectional, bear skin rug, oak coffee table, and its matching dining table that seats up to eight people. It runs along the back of the house next to the kitchen, so when the glass doors open, it’s like an extended seating area for the deck out back.

Heather moves closer to the table, running her fingers along the edge, her red wavy hair cascading down her back, letting me watch her perfect breasts as she walks.

“You think this will be sturdy enough?” she smirks, leaning her weight onto the table.

“It depends on what you plan on putting on top of that thing. I see where your mind is going, little girl. I’m not going to test the durability of that table under both our weights. I do have an idea. Follow me.” I hold my hand out for her to come to me and she obliges.

I lead Heather by the hand back into the living room where I begin to rearrange the sectional. There’s a piece underneath that pulls out, turning it into a decent-sized bed. The fire crackling along with the sounds of rain against the windows makes this the perfect moment.

“Take these off, little girl. Let Daddy make you feel good,” I growl, running my finger along the inside of her waistband.

Heather takes a step back, facing away from me as she wriggles out of her jeans. I have to readjust myself, my erection pressing firmly against the back of the zipper in my pants.

She lies down with her lace panties curving perfectly over her tight little ass. I’m going to claim that hole too. Probably not tonight, but I have no doubt this little minx wants to explore her sexuality with me leading the way.

I wouldn’t be surprised if she teaches me a thing or two. I’m looking forward to everything the future has in store for us.

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