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“Fuck, that mouth,” she groans.
“You like my mouth, Poppy? You like it when I talk dirty to you?”
“Yes.” She hisses through her teeth.
“Are youmylittle slut, Poppy? Does this pussy come only for me? Only for my cock?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants. She’s getting close.
“Tell me, baby. Tell me how this pussy belongs to me now.” I lick my thumb and press it firmly on her clit, making her give me the sweetest fucking whimpers.
“It’s yours,” she pants, and her hands settle around the back of my neck, her fingers tangling in my hair. “It’s all yours, cowboy.”
Her eyes bore into my own, and I can’t stop the flood of emotions from breaking free. We pour everything we haven’t said yet into our kiss. Our tongues dance together, and she begins to grind against me as I thrust deep inside.
“I’m gonna come, Rhett.”
She bites her pretty bottom lip and throws her head back. It gives me the most delicious view of her entire body, all soft curves and flushed from the exertion. I keep circling her clit, praying to god she comes before I do. I deserve a goddamn medal for holding out when I have this woman bouncing on top of me.
“That’s right. Come for me, Poppy. Show me how a woman rides her man.”
Her orgasm rips through her, and it triggers my own almost immediately. She milks me for all I’m fuckin’ worth as she grinds down onto me. Poppy pulls me in, pressing my face to her chest as her heart damn near beats out of her chest. I’m sure mine is doin’ the same because I can see stars every time I blink.
“Fuck.” She laughs and kisses my sweaty forehead. “Now I have to walk naked into my house.”
I run my hands down her legs and over those sexy fucking cowgirl boots she’s wearin’. My hat is still on her head, albeit a bit crooked from all the bouncing she just did. She looks sexy as hell.
“That’s the good thing about livin’ on a ranch,” I tell her, kissing those soft and swollen lips. “No one’s gonna see a damn thing.”
She looks around, realizing we are completely alone in the middle of nowhere, with only the moon lighting up her path.
“What if one of your brothers just so happens to come over to visit?”
“Then I’ll gouge their eyes out.”
“Rhett!” Her laughter fills the truck. It’s musical and free, and I eat it up.
“I will, Poppy,” I growl and lick her neck. “You’re all mine. Which means no one else gets to look. And if they do? I kick their ass.”
She moans. “What does it say about me that those words turn me on?”
I chuckle against the pulse point in her throat. It’s beating against my lips like a hummingbird.
“It means you’re perfect for me. And you like being mine.”
She leans into me, resting her head on my shoulder as we come down from the high. I just hold her, relishing every second I get of this. Because while I know we said we’re gonna tell the kids, and that inevitably means she’s considering stayin’, I can’t help but wonder if she actually will. And I don’t want to miss a moment of this.
“We steamed up your truck like Jack and Rose.” She laughs softly and draws a heart on the window. In the center, she draws anRand aP.
“Momma and Pops carved their initials like that into a tree at the back of the property,” I tell her. “They picked one of the oldest oaks, and Pops took his knife out to carve their initials in a heart. He proposed in front of that tree, and they got married in front of that tree. Momma even told him she was pregnant with me in front of that damn tree.”
“That’s the sweetest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.” Her eyes are wet when she looks at me. “They really love each other. You’re so lucky to have had that…a picture of what real love looks like. Something to strive for, you know?”
“Guess I never thought of it like that.”
“You took it for granted.” She smiles and kisses my nose. “I probably would’ve, too, if it were the norm in my house. All that love all the time.”
“You want that kind of love, Poppy? That carve your initials in a tree type love?”
