Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“Everything makes you horny these days.”
“Yeah.” I palm her rounded belly. “Wonder why that is.”
It’s not a question. Ever since we found out we were having a baby, I can’t keep my hands off of her. There’s something about my child growing inside of her that makes me want to fill her up with my seed at all times. Maybe it’s some primitive caveman relic of the past embedded into my DNA that whips my possessive instincts into high gear. My other hand dips inside her stretchy pants to cup her sex.
“Calder, a ranch hand could walk in here at any time,” she whispers.
“Nah. Lyle knows we need a moment.” I circle her small clit and pinch it lightly. She whimpers. “I’m not taking my dick out or pulling your panties down. I’ll save that for later when I can take my time. This is just an appetizer. Lean back, Birdie, and let me take the edge off.”
Her fingers curl around the iron trim that runs across the top of the stall door. “We shouldn’t.”
“Sure we should. No one’s going to see a thing. It’s not like I’m bending you over and putting your pretty ass on display.” I rub my fingers along the outsides of her lower lips. “I’m just giving you a nice pet. What color do you think your pussy is right now? A pretty pink or the deeper red of when you’re really turned on? It doesn’t feel like you’re sloppy wet yet. Do you need a finger inside of you? Maybe two?” I push the tips of my fingers over the rim of her cunt. She moans, and I feel her legs give way. I hoist her up with an arm under her tits. “Not too far, though. Like I said, this is a starter, not a main course.”
“You’re cruel.” She hooks her hand around my neck and leans into me.
“A little bit.” I bite the top of her ear. “If you come for me, I’ll let you ride me tonight.”
“And if I don’t come?” she taunts.
“Then I’ll ride you.” I stab my fingers as far as the fabric allows. She gasps and convulses around me. “Shh, Birdie. You need to keep quiet so you don’t startle the horses.” I keep thrusting, shallow and quick, rubbing my thumb across her sensitive clit until she’s biting her lip to keep from crying out.
“You evil man,” she hisses through clenched teeth.
“I love you, too.” I capture her mouth and kiss her deep and strong. She parries every stroke with one of her own. Birdie is an equal partner in our relationship, keeping me on my toes. I know I don’t deserve her, but somehow I won her heart.
“I love you,” she murmurs against my lips.
“Then come for me.” While I love nutting inside her luscious cunt or shooting my seed down her throat, nothing compares to the pure joy I experience when she comes. The feel of her soft walls spasming against my fingers or cock or tongue is otherworldly. She lets out a choked cry as her release floods my hand. I hold her steady while small shudders wrack her body, and when the orgasm passes, I slip out of her pants and spin her around to place warm, soothing kisses along her jaw, ears, and neck.
She wraps her arms around my neck. “I’m ready for that ride now,” she murmurs throatily.
“Seems scandalous. It’s not even noon,” I mock protest but sweep her up in my arms. The girl’s got a pair of wet panties. I can’t have her walking around like that.
“It’s noon somewhere,” she giggles. As I carry her out into the sun, she throws her hands in the air. “This is some life.”
“Only the best for you,” I agree. “You deserve it all and more.”
“You are the more, Calder Justice. You’re all I will ever need.”
Those words are enough to carry me through this life and all the other lives I’ll have with her, Birdie Justice.
Not even death could stop our love. You have to be willing to lose it all to have it all, I’ve learned. To face your greatest fear for the one you love. I’m not sure what broke the curse. All I can hope for now is that the rest of the Justice men fight to have the women they love. If they don’t, then they aren’t worthy of finding their own happily ever after.
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