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“I’m yours to breed. Make me pregnant, Noah!”

He thrusts relentlessly. “Only after you come. Only when I feel you milking me. Squeeze my cock, Paisley. Lock it in and make me spend.”

I push my hand to my clit and rub, and that’s all it takes, Noah fucking me and the lightest fingertip touch on my clit.

I go off like a rocket. I swear I bounce off the counter, but Noah holds on tight. He wraps himself around me, and as my own fireworks go off, I feel the unmistakable sensation of his heavy cock pulsing his release deep in my belly.

Chapter 15

Noah

I carryPaisley naked to the shower in my room. She asks about our clothes and boots, but I tell her those are fine because nobody is going to bother us.

I was wrong.

We’re getting out of the shower when I hear the unmistakable sound of my brother laughing.

The only brother I didn’t send to Vegas to see a rodeo, because he has his own house and has no reason to be in this one.

“Noah! Why are there panties hanging off the pot rack?” he calls out.

“Fuck,” I mutter.

Paisley gasps at me. “Noah!”

I wrench open my bedroom door enough to yell, “Do not look at the underwear! That’s off-limits for all eyes but mine!”

“They’re in thekitchen. I wasn’t trying to see them. I, uh, take it you’ve got company?”

“Yeah. So get out.”

“Sure, sure. I’m going. But Raul needs our help.” Trick is now standing at the end of the hall. I can see his shadow.

“Fuck,” I mutter again.

Paisley wraps her arms around my still-damp torso and squeezes. “It’s okay,” she whispers. “Ranch life never stops.”

“We’ll be right there,” I yell at my brother. “Go outside. Don’t look at the underwear.”

I close the door, take a deep breath, and grab Paisley the nearest clean shirt of mine. I tug it over her head.

She glances down and starts laughing. It’s one of myEverything I Know About Sexual Plant Reproduction I Learned at Climax Springs Community Colleget-shirts

“I mean, it’s accurate,” she whispers. “Not just plants, too. We’ve had a master class in human sexual reproduction today.”

That makes me growl. I want to drag her to my bed, but she’s right. Ranch life never stops. “I won’t be long.”

“Oh, I’m coming with you.” She glances around. “I might need my bag for the rest of my outfit, though. Unless you have a stash of holiday panties in my size.”

I catch her by her hips, my hands sliding up under the shirt. “Marry me.”

She laughs and nods. “Oh, I’m going to.”

“I mean it.”

“Okay.”

“Paisley—”

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