Page 105 of The Cowboy’s Intriguing Love

“Inside,” was all he managed to say. He backed her against the wall, intending to lift her, but she turned to face it. The sound that left his lips could only be described as a growl as he ran his hands over her rounded ass.

When she pressed back against him and breathed, “Please, Ty,” he had no choice.

He positioned himself behind her, notched his throbbing head at her entrance and drove in hard.

“Ty!”

“Fuck, Shay!”

He closed his eyes and held deep as he fought for control. She was so hot, so tight, and so damn wet for him that he could let go with just a couple of thrusts, but he wanted to take her with him.

She whimpered as she pressed back against him. “Please?”

He had no choice; he gripped her hips and pulled her back against him as he pounded into her in an unrelenting rhythm.

The sight of her forearms against the tiled wall, her breasts swinging with every thrust as he drove deep inside her had him on the edge and ready to let go.

He reached around and when he found her clit, her inner walls clamped down on him, making him gasp. He closed his other hand around her breast, teasing her nipple. The harder he squeezed, the harder she pulsated around his cock.

He drove them both as close to the edge as he could then gripped her hips and slammed into her harder, faster until she gasped his name.

He held on tight and threw his head back as he found his release deep inside her. He came so hard that he saw black spots behind his eyes. He never wanted it to end. He’d known that she was it for him, but in that moment, he felt like they bonded in a way that made them one.

His legs were shaking when he finally slipped out of her body. She turned around to face him, and he pressed her up against the wall.

“Damn!”

She nodded. “You can say that again.”

He chuckled. “I could, but now that I’m getting a few more brain cells back online, I’d rather say, I love you, Shayna Rose.”

Her smile was so sweet and gentle. “I love you, Tyler MacFarland.”

He pressed a kiss to her lips. “I ever tell you that I love your name?”

“No.”

“I love it so much that I don’t even want you to change it.” Shit, why was he bringing that up now? They needed to get dried and dressed and pick up Tanner and get to the bakery, but he’d gone and said it and he’d have to explain what he meant.

He pressed a slow, sweet kiss to her lips. “That sounded wrong. I’m saying that I don’t want to take your name away from you.”

She raised her eyebrows, and he realized that in the afterglow of amazing sex, he wasn’t just talking about names, he was talking about them getting married. It was too early for that, and he’d told himself that he needed to wait awhile – a long while – before he broached the subject.

But he’d waded in and made such a mess of it that she looked worried.

“I’m not saying I don’t want to marry you – I do.”

He looked into her eyes and the small smile playing on her lips encouraged him to continue. “I mean, I’m not saying next week or anything like that, but that it’s where we’re headed – if you want it to be?” He cocked an eyebrow and waited.

“I … yeah, Ty. That’s where I hope we’re headed, too.”

He grinned. “Then how would you feel about keeping your name – when we get there?”

“I don’t understand.”

He chuckled. “You don’t understand because I’m screwing this up. I want you to be my MacFarland Rose. That’s what I mean.”

Her hand came up to cover her heart. “Oh, wow! I love that, Ty.”

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