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“Just like that?” I ask, excitement filling my voice. Now that I’ve gotten the idea in my head, I can’t wait to be a Maple. I can’t wait to tell the world that I belong to this gruff cowboy and that he belongs to me.

“Just like that,” he reassures me with a gentle kiss.

Chapter 16

Noah

Soft snores wake me from my own slumber, and I find myself grinning at the slack-jawed woman who is my whole world. Today, she becomes my wife. The thought sends a bolt of lust and need through me.

It’s been a week since she told me she wanted to marry me in the backseat of my truck. Our friends and family came together to make it happen. This is the wonderful thing about living in a community like Courage County. Everyone works to help your dreams come true. My dream is marrying the world’s prettiest woman.

Her eyelids flutter when I press a kiss to the soft skin of her neck. I love mornings like this when she’s not made up for the day yet, her skin free of makeup and her head unadorned with her usual wig.

It’s taken time, but she’s comfortable being bald around me. Anytime we’re at home, she pulls off her wig. I’ve kept my own head smooth as a baby’s bottom since the first time I shaved it. Other than a few nasty sunburns until I learned to protect my scalp, not much has changed. Giving up my hair was a small price to make my woman feel comfortable in her skin.

“Noah…” she moans sleepily. Her breathing has changed. She’s awake now, and she stretches like a cat, arching toward me. I wonder if she even realized she did that. I’m learning her body better than my own, what she likes and what makes her scream in ecstasy.

I pull down the top of the shirt she’s wearing. It’s one of my old, faded ones and damn, it does something to me every time I see my woman in my clothes.

My cock is demanding his turn, but I ignore him. This is about making her feel safe and precious.

I peel off her clothes slowly, kissing her flushed skin until she’s smiling up at me. “This is how a cowboy gives a wake-up call.”

Her eyes are still hazy from sleep when she whispers, “Then it sounds like a good morning for me.”

I spend long minutes exploring her body, sucking on her tits, and licking my way down her rounded belly. I knead her flesh, murmuring words of appreciation for her beautiful curves. She’s sharing them with me, giving me the gift of her body. It’s one I’ll never take for granted.

I nuzzle between her legs, kissing the cellulite and jiggly skin. I love the way her body moves when she wraps these thick thighs around my head or hips. Doesn’t matter to me, just as long as I can be giving her pleasure.

I lick a broad stripe along her seam, loving her early morning taste. Instantly, her thighs go around my ears, squeezing me tight. But it’s not enough to quiet the sounds of her pleasure.

Eating her, I feast on my breakfast until she’s flooding my face with her juices. I drink them all down. Feral pride beats in my chest when I finally lift my head and see that sated look on her face. I satisfied the world’s most beautiful woman. I made her come with just my lips and tongue.

“Now show me how a cowboy rides,” she moans as I crawl back up her body.

I align my cock to her soft, pink entrance before I thrust inside to the hilt. There’s nothing better than bottoming out inside of my woman, of knowing she’s taking every one of my thick inches inside her pretty pussy.

Reaching for her clit, I rub her little nub. I need her to come again. Need it more than I need air. “Good girls take it deep. Are you going to be good for me?”

The words have her fluttering around my thick shaft. She promises in a breathy voice, “I’ll be so good.”

I pump faster, my need growing with every passing second. I need her to get there first, need to feel her squeezing my cock so hard. “Ask me nicely. Ask me to let you come.”

She writhes against my body, her own sighs and moans driving me even higher. “Please, please make me your good girl.”

With those words, she spasms around me, taking my cock so tightly that it borders on pain. I roar my release at the same time she cries out and together, we make an obscene symphony. One that blends our bodies and voices until there’s only the sound of our harsh breathing and the sweat cooling on our skin.

After, I hold her close. I always hold her after we’ve been intimate. I know my girl needs my reassurance. She’s my greatest treasure, my precious girl. I’ll spend the rest of my time reminding her that she belongs to me.

“I can’t wait to marry you,” she sighs softly against my chest.

“I can’t wait to see you wearing my wedding ring,” I tell her. There are only two things I want in the whole world. One of them is happening today and one of them will happen with some time and plenty of fucking. Before I can tell her this, there’s a loud sound on our front porch. “What the hell was that?”

She groans. “I think it’s my bridesmaids.”

Lizzy

“You’re my fairy godmother,” I tell Mallory as I survey my appearance in the full-length mirror of her shop. I’m going to get married to Noah in the town gazebo, and I’ve never been more excited. I’m about to start a beautiful life with the man I love.

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