Page 9 of Possessive Rancher

“You’re going to have to prove that to me, Daddy.”

“That little fuckin’ mouth of yours ain’t gonna be satisfied until it’s stuffed with my cock.”

I smirk with a shrug of my shoulders. “I’d be happy about that, but satisfied? I’m not sure. I might have to try it a few times before I’m fully satisfied.”

He shakes his head, and I think I’m making him blush.

“You have no idea what you’re signing up for. I told ya, little girl. Once you give that pussy to me, I ain’t never letting it go.”

5

HUDSON

Heather’s hellbent on getting what she wants out of me.

I love how she goes after exactly what she wants, especially if my manhood’s on the receiving end of her desire. It’s still rock hard as I shower, thinking about what I want to do to that little girl.

The grip I have on it loosens as I start to move while the water beats down on me. It doesn’t take long to rub out my sexual angst and get out of the bathroom. I don’t want her trying to ambush me. Lord knows what that woman will do once I let her taste this dick.

It’s alright. I’ll show her the kind of man I am. She doesn’t get to just have her way with me. We’re going to have to make a few things clear before we go down that road.

The rain’s still coming down pretty hard after I head downstairs. It doesn’t seem like it’ll let up any time soon. I move through the kitchen to put lunch together, turning on the lights as I go.

Looking at the time, it’s more of an early dinner, so I figure some chili will do. It’s nice to have something warm in the belly as the rain cools down the world around us.

After I get the food on the stove, I wait for Heather to make her way into the kitchen. She doesn’t take long, and while a part of me wishes she’s still naked, she is in a pair of jeans and a tank top. No bra, which makes my member twitch.

It makes me wonder if she knows how sexy she is to me, how crazy I am over her. I’ve never felt anything remotely close to this…ever.

Family has always come first for me. And now…now I want her to be a part of it. My partner for life.

“It’s really coming down out there,” she says, taking a seat on a stool at the island counter.

“Yeah. It will probably take a few days to dry out, but we should be fine.”

“So, what’s there to actually do out here when it rains? What can we plan for our guests?” she asks.

I look at her over my shoulder, seasoning the pot of chili and shrugging because I don’t have the slightest idea.

“Come on, Hudson. I haven’t been out here since I was about ten, only coming back to visit friends here and there, so my idea of fun in the rain is a bit juvenile.”

“I don’t know about that, darlin’. Let’s hear it.”

“Mudslides were always fun. I don’t know if you know the Guard family. They got a place not too far from here. Got a bunch of kids, foster, adopted, about a dozen or so. They’d let us run around, and when it rained, we got to make mud puddles and did this slip-and-slide thing that was a ton of fun. Then they’d hose us down, give us lunch, and we’d wait til our parents come to pick us up.”

“That’s a good start, but let's make it something fun for the adults. How about we add a spa of some sort to the lake house maybe?”

Her eyes widen. It’s like I can see that beautiful brain of hers churning. “You know what, that would be a great idea. We can do like a smaller place, about the size of the garage. We can add in a sauna and maybe a hot tub. Oh and some massage chairs? It can be a self-service spa. We’d tack on the cleaning fee and upcharge if guests want access to it. We can call in a masseuse if necessary. Again, make it a package so the costs are covered by the rate.”

“I like it. Let’s go with it,” I tell her and she pulls out her phone. The way her face falls when she looks at the screen makes me worry a bit. I don’t like seeing her upset. I gesture with my chin toward it. “Everything alright?”

“Um, yeah. Just some stuff trying to follow me from Maryland. No worries, Daddy.”

I stop cooking, turn the heat low and walk over to her. “If you don’t want me to worry, tell me what or who is on their way from Maryland. You get into something out there?”

“No. I swear, it’s nothing. I was working at this cheap little motel out by the airport. We had a customer who took a liking to me and got really weird about it,” she shrugs.

“How weird? What do you mean?”

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