Page 25 of Accidentally Kidnapping the Cowboy

“You don’t fit,” I sob.

“I will.” His teeth are gritted. “I’ll fit next time. Stop moving, Daisy. Fuck, I’m going to—” His hands clamp onto my hips, stopping my desperate progress. And then he moans, low and endless, the sexiest sound ever.

Between my legs, I feel him twitch, long slow pulses.

His seed is pumping into me.

I didn’t get more than the tip in, but I’m doing it. I’m mating with him, even though we’re not married yet.

I laugh in disbelief.

It feels wonderful to be this free.

“Don’t laugh at me, baby,” he growls. “I’m going to last so long next time you beg me to stop.”

“Never,” I promise. “I want it to last forever.”

He tugs me down on top of him and brings our mouths together. “Your next lesson is on the male refractory period,” he murmurs before sliding his tongue deep into my mouth.

I don’t know what that is, but I can’t wait to find out.

We kiss until I’m breathless, and then he rolls me onto my side.

I squirm. The mess between my legs feels exponentially worse than before. “I think your seed is spilling out of me.”

Zane’s gaze darkens. “I need to see that.” He pushes up my skirt and peels off my panties, shouldering his way between my thighs. “Fuck, baby. Look at that. Your pretty little pussy can’t hold it all.”

I try to lift my head, but all I can see is his face smiling at my bare lower body, his nose so close to the curls on my mound that he has to be breathing in my scent.

How mortifying.

I flop back and cover my face with my hands.

The next thing I feel is his mouth on the inside of my thigh, and then his shoulders shaking. “A little late to be embarrassed, baby.”

“Don’t talk to me while you’re down there.”

The laughing gets louder. “I’m going to talk to you from this position every day for the rest of our lives.”

“Why???”

“Because I love you.”

Silence follows.

I can’t breathe.

Zane sighs, then presses a soft kiss to my curl-covered mound, right above my clit, before climbing on top of me.

He’s naked.

His cock is hard again.

Helovesme?

“We just met,” I say in confusion.

“You’re the one who bought the marriage license.” He brushes a damp strand of hair off my flushed cheek. “The Lowry boys fall hard and fast. I have two brothers who knew as soon as they set eyes on their brides, too. Maybe those of us who missed out on love when we were young know how fucking valuable it is when we’re given a chance to be someone’s husband? I’m not questioning it. I just know. I love you, Daisy Marie Vincent. I’m going to love you until the day I die, and then forever more in the afterlife. I’ve built a life for us, and I can’t wait to bring you home.”

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