Page 3 of Darling Bride

“I’ll drive up with you,” I say. “I’ve got to return something to Keira.”

River opens his mouth and Westin gives him a stern stare that shuts him right up. Allison doesn’t say anything for the rest of the meal. I can tell it’s eating her up that I offered to go to Sovereign Mountain with her. She’d much rather go alone.

She’s too young for a boyfriend. But that isn’t stopping her and Cash Sovereign from talking every second they get.

I saw it coming years ago. They started out uncertain of each other. Then they had a few playdates that turned into a steady friendship. They both have even temperaments, Cash is a little wilder than I’d hoped, but he’s got a good head on his shoulders.

“Anyway,” says Westin. “If you’re going to break a colt, you’d better get to fixing up the last open stall in the barn. It needs some repair work.”

“I can do it,” says River.

“You’d better.”

After breakfast is over, Allison and River head upstairs to dress for the day. Westin helps me gather the dishes. Then he follows at my heels as I go into the bedroom to change.

His hands go around my waist. He kisses me at the nape of my neck, right where my discreet collar sits.

“I hope you know what you’re doing giving him that colt,” I say.

“I do, but I don’t want to think about it right now. Give me five minutes, darling.”

Heat stirs between my legs. He runs his hand down, gathering up my skirt, and slips his fingers under my panties. A groan sounds in his chest. His cock is hard on my lower back, hips moving as he grinds it against me.

“In the bathroom,” I say. “I don’t want to be heard.”

One second, he’s trying to seduce me. The next we’re in the bathroom, door locked, and I’m tearing off his belt. He lifts me up, setting me on the sink, and tears my panties down the center. I gasp, but it’s swept away by the groan from his mouth as he drops to his knees and pushes his head between my legs.

He’s so good at this, and he knows it.

Helpless, I arch my back to give him everything. His fingers dig into my thigh, his head moves as he licks over my pussy. Like it’s the best thing he’s ever had.

I touch his hair, running my fingers through it. His heavy eyes flick up, locking with mine as his tongue keeps moving. He knows what it takes to get me off fast and he’s doing it right now. Pleasure rises quickly. I keep my eyes on his while I come, knowing that gets him going.

He pulls back as I finish, wiping his mouth. “Turn around, bend over the sink.”

Obediently, I do as he says. One of his rough hands lifts my skirt and pulls off my torn panties. The other unzips his pants and shoves his cock roughly inside me.

I yelp, and he claps a hand over my mouth.

“Hush, darling,” he says, eyes intense.

I grip him hard in response. He thrusts, gritting his jaw, making my stomach swoop at the feeling of him inside me. His mouth brushes the top of my head.

“Goddamn it, you feel like heaven,” he pants.

I let my head fall back on his chest. He wraps his hand around my throat. Hazily, I watch him fuck me in the mirror. His eyes are heavy, his neck flushed. I feel him groan, but his jaw clenches and keeps him silent.

His pace picks up. Arousal surges through me, sparked by seeing his orgasm approach. It’s one of the sexiest things in the world. His thrusts get harder, more brutal. His breath comes fast. His lids are heavy, and he can’t take his eyes off me.

“Come in me,” I gasp.

He slams into me, bending me down over the sink. His hand digs into my hair, gripping it. “You call me sir,” he grits out, “when I’m this deep in your cunt.”

My eyes roll. He tugs my hair, dragging me up to look at his reflection again. I hesitate too long and his hand comes down on my thigh.

“Come in me, sir,” I pant.

His thrusts pick up in speed. One hand in my hair, one braced on the sink by my head. He’s so close it hurts. But it’s only for a fleeting moment before he pushes to the hilt and groans softly. His hips twitch, he pumps twice.

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