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My patience slips further and further with each pleaded word, but I tighten my hold on it. Laving at her nipple with my tongue, I twist my wrist and cup her pussy, feeling the slick coating my palm. Applying pressure to her clit, I slide one finger inside her hot hole, reeling at the tight grip that meets me.
“Yes, yes,” she chants, pushing up on her hands, feeding me more of her nipple. I release it and trail kisses between herbreasts and over to the next, paying it the same attention. “So good!”
“Fuck yeah it is.”
Her hips swirl, so I add another finger before beginning to fuck her with them. In and out while increasing the pressure of my palm and twirling my wrist. She coats my fingers with her desire, growing louder with each thrust inside.
“I make you come, Anna, you’re mine. No more goin’ in circles. You’ll be my woman.”
Her eyes focus on me, bright and clear. I swallow, meeting her stare with equal sincerity. Every move on my fingers inside of her makes her clench, quivering with the tease of an orgasm. The power that gives me is better than any high I’ve ever felt. More fulfilling than every scream in a crowd of thousands.
“Tell me you understand me. Let me give you that relief,” I beg, curling my fingers on every thrust.
“I’ve wanted to be yours for weeks. Take me,” she breathes, exposing so much of herself to me with just a few words.
I break.
My patience snaps.
I’m on her quick, savaging her mouth and throat and chest until I’m sure she’ll bear my marks in the morning. Wet pools on my knuckles before the first drip falls from my wrist. I groan, thrusting my fingers faster and harder, filling the bathroom with her pleasure.
Her tiny hands wrap around my neck, holding me in place as the dam breaks and she comes all over my hand, pussy squeezing tight around my fingers, clit pulsing against my palm. Each cry that slips from her swollen, red lips strokes my balls, driving me further out of my mind.
By the time she quiets, I’m blowing harsh breaths from my nose in an attempt to calm down. Every inch of my skin is sensitive, the hand moving down my chest, lingering over mysternum, almost too much. But I don’t brush it aside. I cover it with mine instead.
“Hope you know what it means to be mine, Buttercup,” I warn lightly, half out of breath.
“I could say the same thing. I’m not an easy woman.”
I slip my fingers free and keep my eyes on her, ensuring she’s snared in my gaze before lifting them to my mouth and sliding them knuckle-deep. Her taste explodes in my mouth, and the groan that follows is pure and honest, turning her cheeks pink.
After sucking my fingers clean one final time, I release them and tuck some hair behind her ear, stroking her cheekbone. “Never liked easy.”
“I get jealous. Often. I hate shaving my legs and avoid it at all costs. There’s an entire drawer in my nightstand that’s full of candy and chocolate bars because I’m a late-night snacker, and finally, I turn into a massive bitch when I’m on my period,” she rambles, hands still clasped around my neck, hanging at the base.
I chuckle, resting our foreheads together again. Our lips are a breath apart, but neither of us closes that final distance. Not yet.
“Before tonight, I wouldn’t have considered myself a jealous man, but one look at you out there and I knew I would have fought every single person who thought to come up and ask you to dance. Body hair hasn’t ever bothered me. You already know I prefer salty to sweet, so as long as you make a bit’a room for me in that drawer of yours for some chips, we’ll be peachy. I grew up around stallions and bulls, so trust that I can weather a few days of attitude while you’re hurtin’.”
I’m confident I’d have an answer for every argument she threw at me. Anna’s mine, no doubt about it. I’m positive I’m making the right choice here.
There’s a lot that’s going to come next, decisions that have to be made and important speeches to be given, but for right now,right here with this gorgeous woman in my arms, her staring at me like I’m the goddamn king of her heart, body, and soul, nothing else matters. Only this.
“There’s not a damn thing you could say that would change my mind,” I declare.
She twists her lips deviously. “You know what this means, right?”
“Tell me,” I murmur, my eyelids drooping, lips brushing hers.
“I’m going to need my own pair of cowgirl boots now. Since I’m going to be spending so much time with you at the ranch and all.”
Her cheek-splitting smile steals the breath straight out of my lungs.
“You’ll send me to an early grave in a pair of your own boots, Anna. But fuck if I’m not going to take you shopping anyway.”
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