Page 58 of Second Chances with my Billionaire Bosses

“You hit me. Does that help?”

“Fuck, no. I just feel like a bigger asshole. Jesus.” Running his hands through his hair, he swore. “I’ll think about the club. For now, I’m going to stop the riot from heading your way.”

Rhett laughed.

“Let ’em come. We’ll tell them the same thing we told you. Maxie is ours and we’re planning on keeping her forever.”

CHAPTER 41

Maxie

No matter how far and fast I rode Bob I couldn’t find my state of peace. Between Mills showing up and Arlo telling me he loved me, I couldn’t settle my mind. Mills thought I needed to start a family with the guys. Arlo loved me. Mills thought I’d be a good mother. Arlo loved me. It was a cyclone of thoughts I couldn’t escape from. Before I could tire Bob out, I rode him back to the ranch and went through the process of brushing him down and leading him into the paddock while still frustrated that I couldn’t relax.

I was torn. I was mixed up. I was drowning in need and hunger for the men I was trying to convince myself I didn’t love. I dug my nails into my palms as I walked into the barn. I was going to hang Bob’s brush up on the barn wall but I dropped it when I was grabbed from behind and yanked into a hard chest.

“You normally look a little less angry when you come back from riding Bob.” Rhett wrapped his arms around me and held me steady. “What’s going on in that pretty head, baby?”

I pressed my hands over his arms and just held on.

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean?”

I rested my head against his shoulder and closed my eyes.

“There’s just a lot going on in my head.”

Nuzzling his mouth along my neck and shoulder, Rhett blew out a slow breath over my bare shoulder.

“That makes sense. A lot of things have changed for you in a very short time. You’re not alone anymore, though, Maxine. You have three men who’d slay dragons for you.”

“I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. My mom’s voice is still there, in my head. She was great at convincing me I didn’t deserve good things and I wasn’t good enough to have them. Sothis, the three of you, feels delicate. Too delicate. I’m holding mybreath, waiting for Mom to be right.” I was glad he wasn’t forcing me to face him while I said what had been sneaking under my skin. “I don’t want to be a surrogate. I’ve wanted the three of you since I was eighteen. I’m just scared. Scared of everything and no amount of pink hair dye or tattoos is going to change that.”

He gently pulled my hands away, one at a time, and ran his finger over the crescent shaped indentations from my nails.

“I’m willing to spend the rest of my life arguing with your mother’s voice, baby. I’ll do whatever I have to do to make you see that I’m never going anywhere. Including telling you a million times that you’re brave, Max. And strong. You were ready to conquer this ranch all alone. You’ve carried the world on your shoulders for your entire life and you never complained. As far as being our surrogate? Not going to happen. We’re not letting you go. And on the days you doubt yourself, or who you’ll be as a mother, we’ll be there, believing in you enough for all of us.”

“Everything is just such a mess in my head. I can’t think straight.” I turned in his arms and looked up at him. “Usually I can shut everything out with a fast ride on Bob but it didn’t work today.”

“What do you need, baby?”

I licked my lips and watched his eyes trace the move.

“You.”

“What do you need from me?” He was already slowly walking me backwards, deeper into the barn.

“I need you to fuck me and clear my head.” I yelped when he turned me around and pushed me over a bale of hay. Staring back at him, my breathing sped up as I watched him yank his shirt over his head with a hungry gleam to his gaze.

“I heard you liked getting spanked last night.” He slowly pulled his belt free and sent me a wicked grin. “Lucky for you,Max, I’m willing to suffer to get you out of your head. If I have to redden your ass, I will.”

I didn’t know whether to laugh, be mortified, or squirm with arousal so I did a little of everything. My breath caught when Rhett folded his belt and snapped it, the sound echoing through the barn. When he pulled back and then brought it down across my butt, I screamed. It wasn’t that it hurt, but the shock of it stunned me.

Rhett reached around and quickly unbuttoned my pants and shoved them and my panties down my thighs. He growled and spanked me with the belt again.

“Grip the bale and don’t let go, Max.”

I dug my fingers into the hay and cried out as he spanked me again and again. The slight sting went straight to my clit and I could feel my wetness starting to trail down my thighs. Between the sound of the belt moving through the air and Rhett growling, I couldn’t hear anything else. My brain went beautifully silent. That wasn’t good enough for Rhett, though. He wanted everything.

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