Page 54 of Caught By A Cowboy

“Hell, don’t let Daphne hear you say that, she’ll have you matched up with someone in no time. She likes to put people together, it’s a shame she doesn’t put the effort into her own love life.” Isabel gradually starts warming to our new friend and, although on the surface I may appear to have thawed a long time ago, I’m still keeping my wits about me.

So, how did it go?” Jace is waiting by the truck door when I come out of the house. Isabel decided to stay longer and open some wine, whereas I was starting to feel exhausted.

“Riley’s actually really nice.”

“Riley, huh? That’s friendly.” He raises his eyebrows and this time when he goes to strap me in, I let him. I’ve eaten far too much cake to argue.

He ensures the belt fits underneath my bump before he strokes it affectionately and moves to get in the driver's seat.

“She just wants to make some friends.” I rest my head back and watch him as he starts to drive. He’s so handsome, I could spend hours just looking at him. “Did you really wait out here for me all this time?” I ask, feeling like the luckiest woman in the world. Jace takes looking after us to a different level.

“Ain’t nowhere else I was gonna be,” he tells me. He rests his hand on my stomach while he drives.

“And what are you going to do when the spring comes and you're busy with that ranch?” I shuffle in the seat and try to get a more comfortable spot.

“I can always take on more help.” He makes it sound simple, but I don’t want him to have to do that, the overheads at the ranch are high enough.

“So didRileyask about me?” He moves us on from the subject.

“Was she supposed to?” I frown.

“C’mon, you know how she was when she first came to town. She knows either me or Sawyer had something to do with that rustler getting jumped,” he reminds me.

“Actually, we spoke more about families and just normal, nice things. The kinda stuff I used to talk to Kendra about.”

“You got Taylor and Isabel for that now, though, right?” He looks concerned.

“Yeah, they’re both great. Taylor’s always offering to help and Isabel’s a little closed-off sometimes but she’s fun to be around.” I put his mind at rest.“Do you still think Riley is cautious of you?” I check, sensing that he still has his suspicions.

“No, darlin’, not at all.” He shakes his head and continues to drive, but it doesn’t convince me.

JACE

FOUR WEEKS LATER

Ijump off Buck’s back and get him in his stall, then lifting off his saddle I rest it on a hay bail while I head to get him some water. I almost jump out of my skin when Maddison appears from the side door, wearing a cute, little nightdress that opens at the front and shows off her full, fertile figure.

“Holy shit!” I study her up and down, feeling my cock press tight against my jeans.

“I heard you gave the boys the night off, and I decided you haven’t given me much attention today.” She plays with the ribbon that's tying the fabric together under her tits.

“These are starting to hurt again, I think it’s because they’re getting full.” She squeezes one of her tits in her hands and I swallow heavily when I think about lapping my tongue around those sweet, tender nipples.

“You must be forgettin’ that you threw a plate at my head this mornin’.” I ain’t one to hold grudges, but the fact she threw that plate because I didn’t tell her I loved her as I left, seems a little irrational.

“And areyouforgetting that you put me in this condition, Jace Sullivan?” She lets the fabric fall open so she can show off that sexy, swollen belly. Just hearing her say that guarantees that she won’t be leaving this stable until her cunt is dripping full of me.

She’s thirty-two weeks along, and I thought the horny stage would be past us by now. The app said she’d be slowing down and starting to nest.

The app was wrong.

“How could I forget when you're making it look so good?” I lick my lips and imagine burying my head between her thighs, knowing how wet she’ll be. She’s constantly slick and ready for me, and her hormones seem to have taken over any logical sense or reasoning.

“I missed you while you were gone. I really needed you, Jace.” She shocks the hell outta me when she slides the panties off her hips and then swings her leg over my saddle. “I had to do something I haven’t done since I got here.” Her hand moves under her belly and she starts to stroke her fingers through her pussy lips.

“Take your hand off, that’s mine,” I warn her, playfully.

“I already came on these fingers once, today. I thought you might want to watch me do it again?” she teases. The vision of her sitting on my saddle with that big, round belly, and her hand on her pussy has me stepping into action.

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