Page 16 of The Mountain Man's Curvy Bride

I force myself to relax, not wanting to upset her. "It's nothing. Just someone staring a bit too hard."

Her brow furrows slightly. "Who?"

"No one important," I assure her, offering a reassuring smile. "Let's get home."

The drive back is quieter, my mind replaying the scene, wondering who that man was and what he wanted. My fingers grip the steering wheel tightly, knuckles whitening, until Daisy's gentle touch draws me back.

"Wes, talk to me," she urges softly, her eyes filled with concern. "You're upset."

I exhale slowly, glancing at her briefly. "I didn't like how that man was looking at you. It was… disrespectful."

She reaches out, resting her hand lightly on my thigh. "You have nothing to worry about. I'm yours."

Her words ease the tension slightly, but my protective instincts remain on high alert. I cover her hand with mine, squeezing gently. "I know. And you're mine to protect."

Back home, the rest of the day passes in quiet harmony, the earlier incident fading but never quite leaving my thoughts. Evening comes quickly, and we settle together by the fire again, Daisy curled comfortably against my side.

"Today was wonderful," she murmurs, nuzzling closer.

"Except for one part," I say gruffly, kissing the top of her head.

She lifts her head, searching my eyes. "Wes, don't let something like that bother you."

"I can't help it," I admit quietly. "The thought of anyone making you uncomfortable drives me crazy."

Her expression softens, a tender smile touching her lips. "You're sweet to worry, but I promise, I'm safe with you."

Unable to resist, I lean in, capturing her mouth in a slow, tender kiss. Her arms slide around my neck, deepening the kiss with a passion that quickly ignites between us. My protective jealousy melts into pure, unrestrained desire.

"I need you," I whisper against her lips, lifting her easily into my arms.

She wraps herself tightly around me, her laughter breathless and joyful. "Then take me, Wes. I'm yours."

Carrying her to our bedroom, I deposit her on the bed. “I’m owning your sweet pussy tonight.”

She smiles wide, and I love how responsive she is to me.

I remove her clothing and mine, and climb onto the bed. She grabs my already hardening cock and gives it a tight squeeze. I nearly pass out from how good her little grip is.

“Fuck baby, is this what you want?” I guide my cock closer to her.

She nods, licking her lips. “Yes, Daddy. I want to suck on it. Like a pacifier.”

I smile as I crawl closer to her, my cock in my hands. It’s fully hard now, and pulsing with need. “You need to suck on it to calm you down?”

She nods again, her big eyes gazing up at me. “Yeah,” she breathes out. “I need it.”

I guide my dick to her pouty lips. “Open wide.” I feed her my cock, deep down her throat. “Suck me whole.”

She does a great job of sucking me off. Her cheeks hollow out each time she sucks me deeper. She keeps going as I fist my hand through her long hair.

She’sfuckingperfect.

Her tiny hand slides up one thigh, cupping my balls as she continues to suck my thick cock in between her lips. I can’t turn my head away. I’m mesmerized by the look of her taking me deep.

I’m close to coming, and I know I don’t want to end the night this way. No, I want to be deep inside my wife when I fill her up with my seed. “Is this calming you down, baby?”

She nods, my thickness spreading her mouth wide.

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