“Stark will have your land-”
“Get the fuck off my property.” I stepped up and bumped him with my chest. The next move would be my fist down his throat.
I felt a hand on my back. “As much as I’d like to see these men gone, going to jail won’t help,” Sinclair said.
Jesus. I whipped my head to her, wondering why she was still there.
“I have the sheriff on speed dial, boys.” She took out her phone. “Go now or you can spend the night in jail. I’m sure your boss will appreciate the negative publicity of two of his men being arrested for trespassing and harassing a little girl.”
“Listen to my wife because I’ll be well within my rights to physically toss you off my land.”
“This isn’t done,” Asshole one said, backing up toward the car.
“Jesus, you and your boss are idiots. No means no, asshole. Stop wasting my time. Next time there won’t be talk. You’ll be battered and bruised while the sheriff takes you to jail.”
The two goons got in their car, making a crazy three-point turn and then sped off.
“They’re-”
Sinclair’s voice cut off when I whirled on her. My chest was heaving as I worked to rein in my anger. “You had no business dealing with them-”
“That’s why I’m here!” She put her hands on her hips and leaned forward, her eyes fierce as they looked up at me. “Right? Get married. Get rid of Stark. That’s what I was doing.”
“Through the mayor’s office. Those two are hired thugs.” I pointed to where the dust was still settling from Stark’s men’s rapid retreat.
She gave me a hard stare for a moment, then she let out a breath and relaxed. “I had to keep you from overreacting.”
“Overreacting? They threatened Alyssa!”
“Ahem.”
I turned to the door where my mother was exiting. She had her purse in one hand and the box that Alyssa’s new cowboy boots had come in.
“The boots don’t fit, so Alyssa and I want to go to town to exchange them. If that’s okay with you, Sinclair.”
Alyssa followed Peggy out the door. “Is it, Mama? Please. They’re so cool. They’re red!”
Sinclair nodded. “Yes, of course. Listen to Miss Peggy, okay? Show her your manners.”
“I will,” Alyssa rolled her eyes.
“I’m sure she’ll be fine. Maybe we can get ice cream while we’re in town too.”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my keys. “Take the SUV.” I tossed them to my mother. “It’s safer for a family.”
This time my mother rolled her eyes, but she caught the keys and she and Alyssa got into the SUV and drove away.
Finally, they were gone and I could let loose the chain of expletives clanging around in my head.
“You can’t engage those-”
Sinclair put her hand on my chest. “Stop, Wyatt.”
She surprised me so much, my tirade got caught in my throat.
“From now on, if they come, I’ll get you.” She turned and headed back into the house.
It took me a minute to realize I’d been dismissed. I rushed up the steps, following her inside. My body was still pumping with adrenaline.
“Hey.”
She turned to me. “Problem?”
“I really needed to pummel them.”
“Relax, Wyatt. They’re gone.” She gave me a pretty smile, and just like that, what had been fighting hormones pumping through me shifted to something different altogether.
She quirked a brow. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I’ve got pent-up energy to use up.” I stepped closer to her. Since we’d been home, she’d kept to her no sharing of my bed rule. Even if she slept in Alyssa’s room tonight, I had to have her in my bed now.
Afraid she’d dismiss that too, I took her hand and pressed it over my achingly hard dick.
Her eyes widened. “Does that happen when you’re pissed, too?”
“No. It happens when you’re around.” The need to make her mine, to make her see that we could be a family was nearly blinding me. “I’m going to toss you over my shoulder and take you to bed.”
She laughed. “You’re going caveman on me?”
“Unless you say no.” God, please say yes.
Her eyes turned flirty. “I’m still standing here.”
Not anymore. I hoisted her up, shoving her over my shoulder. She let out an oomph followed by a laugh. I hurried up the stairs and to my room, slamming the door shut. I figured I had at least an hour before my mom and Alyssa were back.
I tossed Sinclair on the bed and quickly began undressing. “Hurry up, Mrs. Jones. I don’t want to ruin any of your pretty clothes.”
I was naked before her. I pulled her ankles until she sat on the edge of bed and I helped her get her pants and panties off. Then I pushed her legs open and dove into that sweet pussy of hers.
She cried out and her entire body shuddered as I worked her. This wasn’t a time for tenderness or finesse. This was pent-up energy getting released with the woman I loved.
“Oh God, Wyatt…” Her hands gripped my head, holding me to her as her hips gyrated, fast, faster, until she screamed and her body went taught.
“Again!” I demanded as I continued to suck and lick.
“Oh God…” she whimpered. She fell back, her hands fisting in the covers as I worked her up again, and held her hips as another orgasm screamed through her.
“Please…I need a minute…” She said as I continued to feast. I moved back, kneeling on the floor in front of her, my hands caressing her legs.
“Do you know what you do to me, Sinclair?”
“Make you horny?” Her breath was coming in gasps as she worked to catch up with me.
“It’s more than that. I need you so fucking bad I can hardly see straight.” I maneuvered her to the center of the bed. I sat back on my heels, lifting her legs over my thighs and pulling her hips against mine. I laid
