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“So you want me to do this while another man sucks off your husband? You want to watch me come down his throat?” he murmurs.

My hips buck against him, my wetness gushing over his face. The image in my mind, the pleasure he’s giving me. I can’t hold back.

“Come all over my face,” he demands.

And I don’t hold back. I’m crying out his name, gripping his hair as I ride my orgasm out, until I can’t even catch my breath. And the second I’m done, he’s climbing over me, leaning on the headboard, pushing the tip of his cock against my lips.

“And I want my wife to taste me.”

I open my lips, and he pushes inside, all the way to the back of my throat. I grab his ass as he fucks my mouth. My eyes locked on his. His jaw tenses; he tips his head back.

“Fuck, G,” he hisses.

He’s taking it easy on me, I know he’s being careful, even if he would never admit that to my face. And I respect that more than he will ever know.

I slap his ass, getting his cock as wet as I can. And when his body judders on top of me and his come slips down my throat, I swallow every single drop and suck him clean.

Before I can even take a breath, he’s moving down, his mouth over mine, his hands in my hair, kissing every last bit of air out of my lungs.

“I’ll do anything for you, G,” he whispers against my lips.

“Ditto, cowboy.”

He smiles against my mouth. “Now, let’s go shower before we really start stinkin’.”

Colten leads Penny, the cutest horse I’ve ever seen, out of her stable. I lean on the fence, watching him. I’ve dosed up on Advil and did some gentle yoga before this, so I feel more alive.

Recovering from a beating is part of my life, I’m used to the pain.

“Are you finally learning how to ride a horse?” Harper teases from behind me.

I spin to face her. She’s glowing. Her hands on her growing bump, a smile on her face.

“Well, someone else had to teach me, seeing as you went and got yourself knocked up.”

She sticks out her tongue. “Colt will be a much better teacher than I am. He has more patience.”

I arch an eyebrow. “I might be a natural.”

She assesses my outfit with a grin. “I mean, I was half expecting you to be in a leather dress and heels. So, you’re off to a good start with the boots. Skirt probably wasn’t the best option.”

“I’m getting into the whole cowgirl attire, Harper. And it’s too fucking hot for jeans. I’ll melt.”

And the fact I’ve got a huge bruise on my hip and I couldn’t stand the thought of a tight pair of jeans on that.

This was another reason I wanted to be here, to process what happened. I’m safe here, surrounded by friends. Which I can’t quite believe. I actually have friends.

She takes off her hat and places it on my head. “And now the look is complete.”

I laugh, running my fingers along the brim. “The look might be complete, but now my husband will be horny and distracted.”

Her eyes go wide. “I kinda forgot about that bit.”

“No, you didn’t.”

She grins. “No, I didn’t.”

As Colten stops beside me, she walks over, stroking Penny’s face. Colt told me earlier how this was the horse Ace bought for Harper years ago. But now she co-parents her with Wyatt. It’s cute.