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“Are you sure about that? Let me check that sweet pussy to see if you are telling me the truth.” I stroke my index finger between her folds to run it through her leaking juices. “Good girl. You were telling the truth. You are soaked.”

I’m addicted to the wet feeling gliding over my fingers, and I take it farther, plunging one digit in and then a second as Tess moans her approval. My little needy pixie spurs me on, and I curl them upward inside her channel and pump them out and up, looking for just the right spot. I’m a cowboy who works on theranch all day, so my arm strength is way up there, giving me the endurance to do this all night if I want to.

Tess begins shifting in her binds and moaning louder. I know I’ve got her built up and almost ready to explode. So, I pull my hand away, release my cock from my pants, cover it with latex, and ram it into her.

“Ugh, yes!” she screams.

Thrusting in and out, I’m rocking the entire truck until I feel her warmth around my cock increase, and I pull out of her and grab the chain connected to her nipples a tug.

“Fuck, Rowdy!” I drop the chain and all movement forward to have her climax.

“Oh, little girl, you know that’s not my name. You also know that gets you punished,” I say.

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir,” she says to the sky, but I see that smirk on her face.

With the tips of my fingers, I swipe back and forth rapidly on her swollen nub fast and hard, but back off all touches just before she can orgasm.

“Damit!” she yells.

This time I re-insert my fingers in her pussy again and my other hand pulls the nipple chain while I pump them in and out. She’s drenched. My fingers are drenched and the blanket under us is drenched, and I love it.

When her breathing kicks up and her body tenses, this time I release hold of the chain and slide my dick back inside her.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Tess.” I slowly pump in and out and grab the nipple chain again to pull. This time instead of pulling back towards me, I change positions and pull it up. Then I’m riding her, like I would a horse and the chain was my reins directing the horse and telling it where to go.

“Yes, Parker! Oh, God, yes!” she yells.

I reward my woman by allowing her to come on my cock, and then give her another release as I pop the clamps off sending blood straight from her nipples to her already pulsing pussy.

Her pussy walls squeeze me so hard; it makes me chase after her with my climax.

I'm panting, the sweat from my brow drips onto Tess's flushed cheeks as I gently unhook her wrists. My fingers, still trembling, fumble for a moment before releasing the ankle cuffs. The cool night air hits our skin, but it's the warmth between us that feels most pronounced.

"Easy there, darlin'." My voice is hoarse, as I cradle Tess in my arms. She's pliant and soft. Carefully, I drape the thick blanket over her, making sure every inch of her is covered, protected.

Her green eyes catch mine, heavy with satisfaction and trust. We're basking in the afterglow, the kind of deep connection that you can't fake or force.

I pull Tess close against my chest. The fabric of the blanket is rough against my skin, but I don't mind. It's a small discomfort for the privilege of holding her like this.

"Look, Parker!" Tess whispers with a childlike wonder as she points up at the sky.

There’s the show, a streak of silver light cutting across the black canvas above us. It’s like a sign, a cosmic nod to the risks we've taken and the rewards we've reaped.

Chapter 17

Tess

I'm buzzing with a whirlwind of hellos and oh-my-gosh-you-look-amazings. I stand at the entrance of our newly renovated ranch house on the outer edges of Lone Star Dude Ranch as the sun sets. The oak door swings open and closed as I pull each guest into a warm hug.

"Welcome!" I say and hug my mom and dad with both of my brothers to follow.

The boards of the wraparound porch creak under my boots as I bounce over to greet the next car pulling up. It's Clay and his girlfriend Romi saying hello and congratulations on the beautiful house.

There's Parker, threading his way through the crowd with a bottle opener and a grin. "Y'all thirsty?" he drawls, popping caps off beers with a flick of his wrist. He hands one to his brother Ryan, who nods his thanks.

"Try not to charm the pants off everyone, Rowdy," I call out to Parker with a wink. His laugh rumbles across the space between us, and I notice how it makes several heads turn. That's my Parker, effortlessly making everyone feel like they're the most important person here.

"Whoa, careful there, Skylar," Parker jests as he almost tips his drink. Levi chimes in with a joke about Jace's latest misadventure at Jackson's Bar, and the group laughs.

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