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I smiled on his neck as I rested my head on his shoulder. “Like you said, you’re the boss.”

“Damn right.”

I woke a few hours later by feeling my ass being entered. I lay my cheek on the pillow as I was on my stomach and felt him move inside me, coming out of a dreamless sleep. It was the best morning of my life.

He was straddling my legs again, keeping them close together, and he moved inside my ass slowly, one hand on my head to keep it right there, on that firm pillow. That slow, deliberate fucking didn’t last, however.

The bed bounced with his movements, his straight, rough thrusts as soon as he’d gotten me loosened up and I clutched the ends of that pillow like I was holding on for dear life. I was held right where he wanted me, and he rode me until he exploded with an orgasm that shook the bed nearly as much as his thrusting had.

He flipped me over and ordered I jack off for him, and when I was ready to come, he drank me down, licking his lips after.

I lay there like I was a deflated balloon, but not Noah. He was energized. “Time to go to work,” he said, slapping my thigh as he climbed off the bed. “You’ll probably need a shower.”

“I’m dead. You fucked me to death,” I said as my ass throbbed nicely.

“Nah, I think you can recover enough for me to get in a day’s work from you and I’ll likely need to fuck you a few more times today, when I get the itch. Get up!”

He was already in the shower when I got into the bathroom, and he pulled me in with him, laughing. “I’m the old man, here. Why do you look so wiped out?”

“You’re that good, I guess,” I told him, kissing him solidly. “So… more of that… today?”

“You up for it? I gotta admit, it’s been a while for me, and you’ve been here long enough to give me blue balls a few times now.”

“I did? When?”

Noah was soaping his chest, which I couldn’t take my eyes from, but he answered me. “You liftin’ bales of hay, you bending over around me, oh, lots of times. If I wasn’t such a gentleman, I’d have jumped you a couple days after you got here.”

He wasn’t just happy, he was chipper, and it matched my mood nicely. I wasn’t bouncing with joy, as I really was tired and a little sore from the adventure, but the peace and happiness I felt on that morning could have lasted me a lifetime.

He got out of the shower before I was finished, promising strong coffee and a big breakfast. That alone got me hurrying to finish washing myself, and once out of the shower, the smells took me.

I got to the spare room for my clothes and dressed fast, then headed to the kitchen in time to see him placing a plate full of food in my usual spot on the island. “Eat up. We’ll go take care of the cattle, milk Henrietta and get back to work Spirit.”

“Bossie. Her name is Bossie.”

“What?”

I laughed before taking a bite of the food. I had hash browns, eggs, and bacon piled on my plate, and I was determined to eat every bite.

“Bossie, the milk cow. That’s what I call her, and since I’ve been milking her every day, she’s come to know her new name.”

“Bossie.”

“Yes,” I said with my chin up high.

“You’re nuts, but you call her whatever it takes to get the kind of milk you’re getting. I do believe she likes you. She’s never given me that much.”

“What do you do with all of it? You never serve cereal for breakfast.”

He sat with me at the bar and started on his food, and between bites, explained, “I separate the cream from the milk. I make butter, ice cream, if the right feeling strikes me for sweets. The milk and cream both get made into cheese, and the rest I trade.”

“I forgot you trade it. I haven’t seen you leave lately.”

“I left the other day when I had you fixing that fence over by the summer cattle pen. Speaking of which, we may go into town in the next couple of days.”

I looked over at him because he sounded cautious. “Okay… any specific reason?”

“Meeting with thegreatRichard Chase.”

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