Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
“Look at this,” I tell her.
She gasps when she sees the first page and her eyes fill with tears as she flips through it. “This is…you’re like…wow. You really have all this money?”
I join her on the bed, taking her hand in mine. “We have all this money. We’ll do whatever you want with it. We can save your farm and you can finish your schooling if you want and—”
She stops me by pressing a kiss to my lips. When she pulls away, she gives me a grin. “There you were listening to me talk about a furniture business and you’re already a gazillionaire.”
“I was the poorest bastard in the world,” I tell her meaning it. “Then I found my pearl and now I’m rich.”
“We should do a prenup,” she says. “I don’t ever want to take what’s—”
She doesn’t finish the rest of that sentence since I pull her across my lap and give her bare ass a firm smack with my uninjured hand. My handprint on there is nice and bright pink. “You don’t talk like that.”
“Striker!” she squeals but she lifts her ass for more.
I spank it again before rubbing her cute little ass cheeks. Gonna have to find a way to make this place soundproof before the boys move in. Don’t want them to hear me having my way with their cute sister every morning and night.
“You ever say that word to me again and there’s gonna be nothing fun about this,” I warn her, peppering her bottom with a series of quick swats. Just enough to warm this pretty bottom.
“I’m sorry!” She cries out.
“Will you ever talk that way again?” I massage her cheeks, squeezing them in my big hands. I love having her over my lap like this, feeling the way she’s so relaxed and pliant. She’s giving herself to me and that makes me feel like the most powerful man in the world.
“No sir,” she murmurs. “I’ll be good.”
Fuck but I’m hard enough to pound steel. I quickly settle her in my arms again, holding her close to my chest. I might be the man that punishes her when she’s naughty, but I’ll also be the one that comforts her and reassures her when it’s over.
“I don’t want you for your money,” she murmurs against my bare skin.
“I know that. You think I don’t see your heart? I see every part of you, my girl, and I love it all.”
“Maybe there’s one part of me you could see again?” She asks. “Like earlier when you did that thing with your tongue.”
She doesn’t have to ask me twice. If my woman wants my tongue, mouth, and cock in her every hour of every day, that’s what she’ll get. I lick her to completion twice, loving the way she squirts into my beard.
Only when she’s nice and primed do I shove my fat cock into her aching channel. “This is my cunt.”
She writhes underneath me. She’s close to the edge again and I can’t deny it sends a wave of pride through me to know I’m about to ring another orgasm out of her body. “It’s all yours.”
“I’ll take it whenever I want,” I insist. “Keep it nice and full of my come so I can breed you real good.”
“Yes, yes.” She’s sweating now, a panting mess that’s lifting her hips to every desperate slam of mine. “Fuck a baby into my pussy.”
Her words push me over the edge, and I feel her come with me, the way that sweet little cunt milks me so good and tight.
I fall onto the bed next to her and pull her over me so she’s on my chest, one of her legs hitched around my hip. Feels so right to be lying here naked with her. I don’t even remember when we lost the rest of our clothes. Don’t really care either. Feels right when there are no barriers between us.
She circles one of my nipples with her finger. Every part of me is still so damn sensitive from having her. Don’t reckon that’s ever going to change now that she’s with me. “Were you serious about breeding me?”
“Took you bare, didn’t I?” I’ll be doing that again soon. I love the feeling of her wrapped around me, squeezing me.
“You mentioned it before, when we weren’t even talking about marriage,” she points out.
I chuckle. “I knew you were mine months ago. I’ve been waiting for you to catch up.”
She sighs, a soft contented sound. “Well, I think we’re finally on the same page.”
“Yeah, we are,” I run my fingers through her soft hair. After years of waiting, a grumpy cowboy like me finally found his woman. Maybe I had to stalk her a little bit, even borrow her from real life, but now she’s finally mine. Mine forever.
EPILOGUE
STRIKER
“What do you think?” I ask Adam as the bartender slides us two root beers. He’s old enough to drink. Hell, he’s older than me, but it’s not a smart idea to mix alcohol with his anti-anxiety medication. Whenever we’re together, I always have a root beer with him.