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“There’s still time. She could still choose to be a better person.”
“Maybe. But right now, I’m choosing me, and it feels really damn good.”
I set my hat back on her head and stare at her. “I’m proud of you. That’s not easy.”
“Proud is probably too strong a word.”
I laugh. “Whatever you say, cowgirl.”
She smiles back at me. “How’d you get to be so damn perfect?”
“This is perfect? I don’t think most people would say today was perfect. I punched a man and told off my girlfriend’s mother. Good men might be the opposite of that.”
“Not true. You’re the perfect cowboy.”
I lean into her neck, bite the lobe of her ear, and growl, “Would the perfect cowboy still want to taste your tight little pussy and come all over your silky skin?”
She laughs. “I think he would.”
I lift Dolly into my arms and carry my disheveled little mess out to the truck with every intention of never cleaning her up.
Chapter Seven
Dolly
I think my obsession with hands started like twenty-four hours ago and I’m not sure if it’s going to end anytime soon. Big, rough, strong hands. Working man hands. Hands that have built things, seen things, struggled. Hands that touch my body like they’ve spent a lifetime searching for me.
We barely make it into Austin’s cabin before he’s on his knees tasting me. It’s all he talked about the entire way here. My scent, the way I’d taste, the way I’d feel against his tongue.
I’m up against the kitchen wall again, his face buried between my legs, his tongue flicking my clit as his beard rubs every other possible spot.
I dig my fingers into his hair and grind against him, moaning. My thighs shake and the shock of his teasing lips take me deeper and deeper into a world I know I’m never returning from.
He growls against my pussy and bites my thighs as he lifts from the ground. “I want to watch your pretty face while you come undone. Sit on my cock.” His giant frame lays back on the bed and I climb on top of him. My dress is still in place, but I’m barely clothed. My tits are hanging low, and my panties were lost somewhere along the ride.
“Fuck,” he groans.
“What?”
“We need a condom.”
“No, we don’t.”
“What do you mean?”
“I want you to give me babies. Lots of them. Right now.”
A shade of wild rolls over his face. “Gladly.”
I lower onto him slowly, angling the head of his big cock in through my seam with careful precision. I’m not sure what to expect, but I know I want it now, and I want it deep.
“You’re so sweet, little Dolly. Fuck.”
I slide down on his cock, pausing when the stretch becomes unbearable.
“You’re okay. Go slow.” He holds my hand and squeezes my hip. “Take it slow. Take my cock like a good girl.”
His dark eyes stay on mine, amused and hungry.
