Page 20 of Roped By the Cowboy


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I chuckle and I feel her body twitch under me, still adjusting to my size. “I do know that you’re not patient.”

She starts moving under me and I groan. Then it’s like a fiery burst of frenzied lust rolls over me and I slam inside her, loving her gasps and moans, needing them. My finger slips between our bodies and grinds on her little clit, working it, feeling my own orgasm barely being pushed away.

I need her to come before I do. I push and grind and then lift her leg, pushing to another spot in her tight core and feeling her body tense and then her low moans become a guttural wail as she tenses and then collapses, her little pulses dragging me deeper inside her. My control snaps, sweat dripping down my brow as I slam into her over and over again, dragging both of us back up the mountain to ecstasy. Her nails dig into me, and she goes off like a bomb just as I still and jets of my seed spurt inside of her.

I drop down to my bed and cuddle her to me, exhausted and out of breath.

She giggles. “I didn’t know that it would be that hard.”

My brow lifts as I look down at her. “Yeah. I’m always hard around you, Misty.”

Her brow clears and she lifts her fingers up, pressing them to my lips. “I love you so much. I wish we hadn’t messed this up for so long.”

“If only I’d just roped you and kidnapped you all those years ago.”

She snorts. “I was sixteen. I’m pretty sure Granny would have said something about that.”

“She might have helped. You never know. Those two ladies are nuts.”

“She might have.” Her cheek settles on my chest and I smile, running my hand through her soft brown curls.

“I can’t believe it’s finally here. Finally, the day I’ve been waiting for my whole life.”

Her smile brushes my chest and I shiver, still half-hard. But I know she’s sore and I’m not gonna go there. Not for a little bit.

“Those two are gonna be so full of themselves after this.”

“That’s alright. If I have you, nothing else matters.”

Her head lifts and she brushes my lips gently. “You have me. You’ll always have me. You always did. And I’m sorry that I didn’t make up with you sooner.”

“That’s alright. I’ve got you now. And if you try and run anymore, I’ll just get out my rope and lasso you again. Drag you back to my lair and make love to you until you can’t even walk, let alone run.”

Her smile is more radiant than a midday sun in the mountains. “Let’s try that sometime.”

I throw my head back and laugh. “You’re insatiable, woman!”

But I love it. Love her so much that I can barely swallow when I think about her. It’s welling up in me like a spring rising, overtaking everything around me. It’s not small. Not growing. It’s already too big to be contained.

She curls into me and I sigh, happy and relaxed for the first time in years.

I can picture the family we’ll have, the life that’s in front of us. This is forever. She’s my home. Everything else will work out. If I have my safe place, my love and my family. I’m a happy man. And I always will be.

EPILOGUE

MISTLETOE

Christmas.I smile at the huge tree that Sebastian’s dragging into the house. This is the first Christmas that I haven’t been able to go with him to pick out the tree. For a damn good reason.

Our four-year-old daughter Evie is bouncing around at my feet and I rub my swollen belly. The babies are due in six weeks, and I’ve been told to rest as much as I can. But that doesn’t mean I can’t do anything.

Turns out… that’s exactly what that means.

Sebastian glares at me. “Granny!” Her head pops around the corner of the kitchen and I groan. Another matching lavender head pops out two seconds later.

“You play dirty,” I grumble to him as two grannies come bustling up, griping and grabbing Evie’s hand, shuffling me over to the couch like a damn invalid.

I’m shoved down and told to stay put by three annoyed voices. I huff as they toss a blanket over my toes and fluff up my pillows. I roll my eyes.

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