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I dove my hand under her sweatshirt and palmed her warm breast. Her fingernails dug into the back of my neck.
“Anybody could see,” she hissed even as she tilted her hips toward mine.
“Wouldn’t it be something if we conceived our first child right here in this sacred spot?” I lowered my voice, my breath whispering against her ear.
“I stopped taking my birth control.”
“When?” I asked, stilling my hand.
“I lost track of it right after we got married, and then I figured why bother with it. No way could I fuck anyone else while I was married, and you and I weren’t getting between the sheets, so . . .” She trailed off, and I gripped her hips.
“Put your leg on the ground,” I commanded, and she immediately did it. A disgusted face followed when she realized what she’d done.
I ran a thumb over her frown. “I love your wild, Heartbreaker.”
“Then stop trying to control this.” She splayed her fingers on my chest and toyed with the buttons on my shirt.
“Can’t you see I’m not? Give me what you’ve never given anyone.”
She looked away. “I can’t.”
“You already have.” I braced an arm on the tree above her head. “Tell me you’ve felt something else like what was between us when we cemented our marriage.”
Her breaths grew shallow as she parted her lips. She wanted to lie to me. I saw it on her face. “I haven’t,” she finally whispered.
I leaned forward until my lips brushed hers. “Show me.”
She glanced toward the house and then back toward the pasture.
“Sissy and the other cows aren’t paying us any attention,” I said, pushing off the tree.
“You’re an insufferable horse’s ass.” She yanked off her boots and tossed them aside.
“Call me that when I make you come.” I folded my arms over my chest.
Mulaney glared at me as she shimmed off her jeans. The sweatshirt barely covered her exposed ass. She hooked her thumbs under the strings of her thong and hesitated. “You wouldn’t leave me out here with no clothes on, would you?”
A vulnerability crept into that tough exterior, and I ached for the girl who had been hurt.Fucking bastard took too much from my girl.“Only an asshole would walk away from you naked. Period. But I wouldneverwalk away from you.” I palmed her neck and brushed my thumb along her pulse point. I loved this woman. “You trust that wild stallion. One day, I hope you learn to trust me unconditionally.”
She shoved her thong off and let it dangle from her fingers. I slipped it into my pocket.
I traced a path from her hip across her lower belly as I buried my face in her neck. When she shivered, an intense satisfaction filled me. It wasn’t the cold, and I had little doubt I was the only one who had ever made her react this way.
I ran my fingers along her lower lips and between her slit. She tensed as I smeared her wetness on her thighs, up the crease of her legs and around to her ass. Her fists balled at her sides.
I pressed at the pucker, stopping short of penetration. Her ass cheeks clenched even as I tracked back across the path my hands had just ventured.
Slowly, I pried her fingers loose and guided her hand toward her stomach. Together, we circled her belly button and up her sternum. I palmed her breast, her nipples now pebbled, and used my other hand to place hers on top of mine. She wanted control, I’d give it to her.
For a moment, she didn’t move and neither did I. Eventually, she squeezed my hand—hard—before guiding it to her other breast. I kneaded it under her command until she dropped her arm.
“You do it,” she said, almost in defeat. “I don’t want to think.”
I nosed her cheek and teased my way down her body to her sex. Just before I plunged inside of her, I reached for her hand and hooked my index finger around hers. Twined together, I pushed, her greedy center sucking our digits in.
With measured movement, I worked in and out until she writhed, out of control. Her walls pulsed around us, swelling. She was close.
I pulled out, and she cursed me. Her hands flew to my zipper and tugged. She reached into my pants, the button popping when she freed me. I clamped my lips together when she squeezed.
