Page 37 of Beauden & Yelena

She is my new peaceful, happy place.

Tomorrow is the day I’m dreading. When I spoke with Liberty about arranging for Rufus to take them to the airport before he heads home for Christmas, there was a tight pull in my chest. The thought of her leaving is fucking with me and the fact that she hasn’t really said much is making it worse.

My life on the ranch is damn good. I’m only thirty and have a life many men dream about. I own my land and homes. I have everything I need and can afford anything I want, yet I still feel incomplete. After meeting her, I quickly realized I’m missing the one thing that completes a man, my peace.Her.

I’m trying my best to be patient and let Yelena process her thoughts. However, this shit is hard.Real hard.I’m impatient as fuck and want an answer.

“Still processing?” I ask and she raises up then stares into my eyes.

Instead of answering, she leans in and pecks my lips. Although I don’t like her ignoring me, I can’t say no to her sexy ass lips. So, I deepen the kiss. As our mouths explore each other, she inches up and straddles me. Her lips migrate to my stomach then down to my pelvis area. Her soft lips have my damn dick fully awake, semi-erect, and chilling on my stomach. She repositions herself right over my lap then slowly, she winds her hips. Her warm, wet pussy grinds on my dick.

“Damn, Yelena,” I moan and she grins. “You want some more of this?”

“Abso-freaking-lutely,” she responds with a sinful smile. Then, she grabs my Stetson off the nightstand and places it on her head. She dips it a little in the front.

Gotdamn!My hat on her head like this is too fucking sexy. I reach up for her perky breasts but she pushes my hands to my side and holds me down.

“Aht, aht, cowboy,” she says while shaking her head. “Don’t interfere. Let me enjoy this ride.” I swear my dick bricks all the way up. “Can I do this?”

“It’s all yours,” I groan. There’s no way I’ll stop this shit.

After licking her lips, she places one hand on top of the hat. Her free hand grabs my dick. “Hmm,” she moans before easing up. Gingerly, she rubs my tip up and down her wet slit and I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from moaning.Shit!

She holds me steady then slides down anddamn!I can’t even describe this shit in words. The satisfied look on her face matches mine because I’m in heaven. Her tight ass walls grip the hell out of my dick.

With her hand still on the hat, she places her other hand on my stomach. Then, she grinds, moving up and down, slowly bouncing on me. The sight is beautiful as fuck. She’s too damn sexy.

When her body starts to shiver, her sexy moans intensify. Her hooded eyes close then I feel a wave of warmness cover my dick. “Oh…God…I’m cumming,” she purrs as she wets my damn stomach up.

Since she’s trembling so bad and I’m about to lose it, I take over. After sitting up, I grip her hips then possessively hold her. She’s mine. No other man will ever be able to have her because this body, this woman, is meant for only me.

I tongue kiss her nipples as she continues to tremble on my shit. Then I hold her steady as I thrust in and out of her. Her eyes fly open and she lets out a sensual ass moan, “Beau…die…um. I’m about to cum again.”

All of this is too much; her moans are too much. The sight of my hat on her head as she rides me is too much. The way her pussy grips my dick is definitely too damn much.

“I’m about to bust too, shit!” I grunt. “Fuck!”

As I release, I grip the hell out of her hips and she buries her head on the side of my neck. When we both stop moving, she tilts her head and my hat falls off. “My hat,” she utters.

“I thought it was mine.”

She smirks. “It was.”

“Then, it’s yours. You can have anything you want from me,” I tell her honestly because she can. The calmness and peace I feel around her is worth it. She’s worth it. When it comes to women, a man knows when he’s met his person and she is mine.

“God, you make this so hard.” She sighs then shifts her body to move but I wrap my arms around her waist.

“Please. You’ve been processing all day and haven’t said a word.”

“You think it’s easy but it’s not,” she mumbles before exhaling loud as hell. “I told you I have a life in Orlando. Plus, Steve offered me a promotion today. This has been the best week of my life and you…” she says, then pauses. “God, Beauden, you are everything but?—”

“No but. It cancels the shit you just said before it. Look,” I tell her then pinch her chin, gaining her focus. I want to make sure she hears and sees me. “I want you here with me but I will not force you to stay. The decision shouldn’t be hard. If it is, then it’s not what you want and I understand.”

I do understand but I don’t like it,at all. However, I will not force anyone, not even the woman who has me captured, to be with me. No real relationship can be built on that. If she really doesn’t want to be here, I will reluctantly accept it.

Her eyes gloss over and she looks away briefly. When she turns back to face me, there are tears on her cheeks; I thumb them away. She latches her arms around my body and hugs me tightly.

“Please don’t be mad at me. I just need more time. This is all happening fast. It’s been amazing but still fast and I’m still trying to wrap my head around my feelings and what you are asking. Trust me,” she says, then pecks my lips. “It’s not a no; it’s just a… I need to think about it more. That’s all.” Her eyes plead with me for understanding.

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