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“Then what else happened? What are you going to say to the police if Denver doesn’t comply tomorrow?” he pressed.
“That Denver forced me to have his child so he could have an heir for Hallow Ranch,” she said, her voice unsteady. “Mason left me in the dust to chase his dream and doesn’t want anything to do with the ranch. That was Denver’s plan all along. He wanted his child to have the ranch, not Mason.”
A cruel, wicked smile broke out over Tim Moonie’s face. “That’s right.” He stood and unzipped his suit pants, then jerked his chin to the table. “Go.”
The woman got up and bent over the table. Tim Moonie put on a rubber and proceeded to fuck her like a back-alley whore, knowing damn well that when this was all over, her and her son would be in the ground.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Valerie
Aroughhandtouchedmy cheek, and my eyes fluttered open to find my dark cowboy standing over me. Night still blanketed the sky outside of the bedroom window. I looked up and suddenly smoke was around me. Even in the shadows, Denver’s eyes stood out.
“Is everything alright?” I asked, my voice thick with sleep.
He had his hat and jacket on, and with the darkness covering him, he looked terrifying. I sat up on my elbows and then his hand snapped to the back of my neck, holding me in place as his gray eyes held mine.
“Enchantress,” he growled as he bent down. His lips were on mine, hot and rough, causing my belly to flip and my core to clench. After a moment, he tried to pull away, but I wasn’t done. I needed more of him. My arms wrapped around his neck and a low rumble came from him, causing my legs to squeeze together.
He kissed me back, his tongue forcing my mouth open and clashing with mine.
“Gotta get to work, baby,” he said, pulling away.
“A little more,” I rasped, kissing him again.
When he pulled away once more, I was panting and aroused. His eyes dropped to my chest, and even in the dim light, I knew they were dilated. Denver brought his other hand to me, cupping the side of my right breast, his thumb sliding over the silk of my nightie directly over my nipple.
It was one swipe, but it felt like I’d just been touched by fire. He did it again and I let out a gasp.
“Wanted to wake you up earlier and fuck you until you couldn’t walk,” he murmured. I arched into his touch as the hand on the back of my neck snaked into my hair.
“A beauty like you in my fucking bed, coming on my cock…that’s a perfect morning for a cowboy like me.”
“Denver.”
“Christ,” he bit out, then kissed me again. Lips, tongue, teeth clashed together, and soon, the blanket was ripped from my body and I was in his lap. There was no hesitation with me now that I knew he was attracted to me. He didn’t give a shit about my size or height.He wanted me.
It felt damn good to finally be wanted and desired.
Live, Valerie.
My hips ground down against his Wranglers, my inner thighs scraping against the rough fabric. My fingers went into his hair and then his hat was gone. I grabbed a fistful in each hand and tugged. When he groaned, I did it again, taking his lower lip between my teeth and sucking. His hands snapped to my hips, urging me to move against him. My body did as he commanded, grinding against his rigid length. We were like teenagers in those cheesy movies I used to always watch.
“God dammit,” he hissed as he broke away from me.
My core was throbbing and damp. Every time I moved up and down his crotch, it got wetter. My thong was soaked, and there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that he could feel it.
“Baby, am I going to go down to the bunkhouse with a wet spot on my crotch?” he asked in a teasing tone, but didn’t slow me down.
The friction felt too good.
My head fell back, and I pressed down hard, desperate for the release building up inside me. A part of me wanted to be embarrassed for how turned on I was and how quickly I was going to reach my peak. The other part of me didn’t give a damn.
I just wanted to feel pleasure. Pleasure that my cowboy wanted togive me.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Rub that pussy on me. Make yourself feel good.”
“Smoke,” I moaned. He lifted his hips, and my breath escaped me. I needed more.More. I was nearly there. “More, please. More.”
