“It's been hard since I woke up and you weren’t in bed with me.”
When her pussy settles all the way down on my dick, I hold her there and just feel her tightness surround me. It’s hot and wet, and I just want to stay joined like this forever.
She rocks back and forth, testing my girth, and I feel her pussy clench as she grinds her clit. It’s always like the first time, and I can’t ever get enough. The more I make love to my wife, the more I want to do it.
Even with all she has going on with her business, and me running a farm, our family is always the priority. But every night when we get into bed, there’s only the two of us and nothing else. Those nights and early mornings are moments I live for. And when we can get a quick afternoon delight like this, all the better.
“Next time you try to get out of our bed without me, I’m going to remind you why I need you when I wake up.”
“That doesn’t sound like a threat at all, cowboy.” She rocks again, and this time it’s my turn to moan.
“You’re going to make me cum like this, and you know it.” I grab her hips, and she pouts a little.
“But I like when you cum. It feels so good.” She clenches again, and I curse.
“Stop it.”
“I can’t. Now all I’m doing is thinking about you cumming inside me.” She clenches over and over, and I bury my face in her tits.
“You’re killing me.” I reach between us and rub her pussy with my thumb as I stroke her clit.
“Oh god, right there.”
I do as she demands, and I rub while I thrust up. She’s so fucking wet and needy that I know I’m not going to last much longer. I’m just trying to make sure she gets off first.
With a few more quick passes over her clit, her legs tense, and she arches back as she comes apart in my arms. Her pussy slicks my shaft as she grinds down and calls out my name. I love watching her climax because there’s nothing sweeter than seeing her lost in pleasure.
Just as I thrust up and I’m about follow her over the edge, I hear our kids calling for us in the distance.
“Fuck,” I growl as Kitty’s eyes widen, and she tries to scramble off my lap. “No, no, no, no.” I go to stop her, but the evil wench laughs.
“Sorry, big guy, but looks like you’ll have to wait a little longer.” She puts her dress in place as I try unsuccessfully to stuff my soaking wet cock back in my jeans.
“It won’t fit,” I complain, and she licks her lips as she looks at how big and swollen it is. “Stop that or I’ll have you on your knees.”
“Mom! Dad!” the kids call, and I groan as I finally put my cock away and fasten the buckle.
“Don’t worry, I’ll still be without panties all afternoon.”
“Kitty,” I warn, because I’m so fucking close to the edge I’m not in the mood to play.
“Just try not to think about it the next time I’m bent over.”
She has the audacity to laugh and wink at me as she hurries out of the gazebo and toward the sound of the kids.
I chase after her, and her squeals echo across the hills as I toss her over my shoulder and stomp toward our home.
THE END!
Wealthy and Wanted by Alexa Riley
Dotty Spencer is desperate. She’s been promised to a man she doesn’t love and is looking for a way out. When she answers an ad for a cleaning woman, she never expects her new boss to be the one.
Clay Walker takes one look at Dotty and knows this was a mistake. He isn’t ready for a woman to steal his heart and make him feel things he doesn’t want to. He’s mad as hell that she’s forcing him to open up to what could only be described as love.
Warning: This cowboy is stomping his boots while saving the damsel in distress…and we are here for it! Giddy up with this happily ever after.
Chapter 1 Dotty
“Dots! It’s going to be the worst without you.” Kat throws herself across my bed in a dramatic huff, making all the wild curls in her hair bounce everywhere until she blows one out of her face.
My baby sister Kat and I look completely different but yet similar. My hair is straight and icy blond, where hers is wild dark. I’m only five six, but next to her five one, it’s a big difference.
At a glance we look nothing alike, but our features are all the same. Our noses turn up a little at the end, and we each have a dimple on our left cheek. We’ve even got the same eyes.
“I’ll be back,” I remind her. I made a promise, and it’s one I have to fulfill if I want to save everything my family has worked for. According to my mom, I’m also doing my part to save the family name.
I guess “saving” is a whole lot better of a word than “selling.” In reality, that is what’s happening. It’s all on my shoulders to save this failing farm, and I feel like a piece of me is failing with it. I’m not dying or anything, but I think my heart will die the day I have to marry Judge.
Kat reaches out and touches the gaudy engagement ring that I hate. I want to roll my eyes every time I look at it because the man I’m supposed to marry didn't even put it there himself. He gave it to my father and told him the date I’m supposed to show up to marry him. Isn't that the most romantic thing you’ve ever heard?
“I don’t understand why you aren't excited to marry Judge. He’s so—”
“Angry?” I supply.
I’ve seen
