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Thrusting me over the edge, his tongue finds my mouth as he claims every access of my body. Crashing waves of ecstasy cascade through me, spasming my hips against his, locking the muscles of my stretched pussy so tightly around him, I can feel the swell of his cock as he shudders through his own release.

I surrender.

He can have the only thing I know that’s worth anything to me.

My heart.

Panting, our chests heave against each other as the aftershocks quake through us.

“Dixon?” My voice is hoarse near his jaw.

“Hmm?” he murmurs, his forehead resting on the wall behind us.

“I love you, too.”

Chapter 30

Dixon

If I were mybrother, I’d call her ‘poetry in motion’.

I could watch her all damn day.

Char tried to tell me this morning as I was helping her tack up her horse that it still needed some groundwork, but it had signs of being decent at cutting.

Looks like she’s cruising for a spanking again for not being confident in herself.

I’ve seen less tuned animals at the National Championships.

Her body is in complete sync with the dun mare beneath her as it twists and turns to divide the cattle herd.

Sophia leans across her saddle near me. “Now you see why I bought Misty from her? Isn’t she great? I bet she’s better than most of those guys at the PBR.” Her blue eyes flash in the sun with her broad smile.

Turning my gaze back to Char, I’m transfixed. She wears her worn baseball hat low over her brow with her long dark hair ina braid, a tempting handle. Her jaw is set and her full lips purse as she maneuvers her animal using only the strength of her legs.

It’s little wonder she can wrap them around my waist and squeeze me so tightly I can’t escape.

Not that I ever want to.

“Can you see your mommy? Look at her go!” Lori stands with Paisley just on the other side of the fence from us, holding her hand and pointing towards Char.

Paisley ignores her, plopping onto her diapered butt into the dusty dirt to pat at it with her chubby palms.

I’m glad to see she’s more relaxed today than she was last night.

Maybe she’ll sleep easier.

Lying next to Char without burying myself in her was an unexpected form of torture. But it’s one I had better get used to if I want more kids.

I’ll consider this training.

It made this morning all the sweeter.

Fuck. My cock needs to stay down, it gets uncomfortable in the saddle.

Ford slams the gate shut when the heifer Char was pushing finally goes through.

When she slings up her thumb, it’s my sign to take Sophia back out to cut in another fifty pairs.

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