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“I’m on birth control,” she whispers between scratches on my back and another kiss.
I pull back to look at her. I’m waiting for the punchline, but her eyes tell me she isn’t joking. She’s mentioned she’s on the shot before, but never in the heat of the moment. When we’re both about to come apart.
“Don’t stop,” she says. “Keeping fucking me with nothing between us until you own me, Gage. I need it.”
Goddamn. Say less.
I grab the side of her hair and pull her head back, latching onto her neck. Madness takes over and I plunge into her fast and hard enough to knock the headboard against the wall. Her mouth gapes open in shock and her eyes are slammed shut.
No one ever tells you the best part about being with a doctor. They’ll be able to revive you after you give yourself a heart attack from fucking them so hard.
“Mine,” I snarl against her ear and move a hand down to her clit.
“Yes. Oh fuck.Yes,” she cries out.
It’s the sound of her voice and the way she suddenly pulses and clenches around my cock that does me in. I can’t hold back any longer, and I explode right along with her.
I fist her hair in my hand, holding on for dear life, because the blast of this orgasm is powerful. It takes over every cell in my body, leaving me shaking and panting above her.
“Sorry,” I say. I’m practically crushing her with my full-body collapse. She just wraps her legs and arms around me instead of pushing me off.
“Crush me. I don’t care,” she laughs breathlessly.
We stay that way for what seems like a lifetime, and yet for me, it’s not long enough.
“I should probably get up and get ready,” she whispers.
I shake my head and bury my face into her neck. “Five more minutes.”
Chapter 38
Gage
“Why is there a damn llama in the front pasture?” I bark as I step inside the kitchen after another long ass day.
“I’m good how are you?” Tripp jokes.
I huff out a breath and go straight to the fridge for a beer without even bothering to kick off my boots or hang up my hat. I won’t be staying here tonight anyway, just like I haven’t for the last week. It’s pathetic, but I don’t like sleeping in my bed here without her. I barely get any sleep with her gone, even less in that particular bed.
She’s been in Arizona for almost a week, interviewing and touring the facilities and the city. That part made me excited for her. The part that wrecked me was when she mentioned that she had a good feeling about the possibility of her matching there. And she proceeded to look at apartments with a fellow potential resident.
I’ve been nothing but supportive, but it feels like a cruel punishment to find the girl I want to be with just in time for her to leave.
I could lean into my inner caveman and tell her how sad I am about it, but I won’t. I’m still a grumpy motherfucker at the moment, though.
“You told me to do something about the coyotes. So I got a llama. They keep them away apparently,” Warren smiles and shrugs from his spot on a stool at the kitchen island. He’s got his hat pulled down low and is staring at something on his phone.
Tripp laughs. “Who’d have thought we’d have a llama boys?”
It’s the same type of easy conversation that we’ve always had. After the wild experience that was taking down the Reynolds ring together, I feel we’re bonded even more than we were before. I normally avoid serious conversations, but I tried to sit down and talk to each of them about everything that had happened.
Heston waved me off within the first few sentences that came out of my mouth. He told me he didn’t give a fuck about the past and, “I’m not leaving the ranch. We’re good.” For him? That’s the equivalent of“I love you, bro, let’s move on.”
Tripp’s conversation was predictable. He launched into a ten-minute rant about how he knew I was keeping shit from him and that I need to be more open with my friends. Oh… and to buy him a new fucking truck. Not happening, but we settled on a new silver belly Resistol.
Warren’s was by far the hardest to comprehend. We’ve been best friends for so long that I was worried everything about the ranch and my past and then his sister would throw a wrench in it all. He wasn’t necessarily happy about the whole situation, but he seemed fine with it all after a few minutes of talking. Even though he didn’t yell or curse at me, he still seemed disappointed when his sister was brought up. That confused me until I realized that it was just because he missed her.
Same.
