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I skate my hands up her thighs, digging my fingers into her flesh. She whimpers, and I lay one stinging slap on her right cheek, watching it bounce as my handprint blooms in the aftermath. “This is going to be fast and hard. I’m not gonna last long.”
“Please fuck me, baby.”
I let out a low groan, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. Lining myself up at her soaked entrance, I slide into her one agonizing inch at a time, gripping the base of my cock to keep myself from coming too soon.“You’re doing such a good job taking me. I wish you could see yourself. You’re a goddamn vision, Liv.”
Her pussy clenches around me as I fill her to the hilt, my hips flush with her luscious ass. I pull out to the tip and plunge forward, setting an easy pace.
“You’re holding back. I won’t break,” she says. “Fuck me hard.”
“Brace yourself on the counter, honey. I don’t want to hurt your belly. If something doesn’t feel right, I want you to tell me, okay?”
“Stop talking and fuck me or I’ll do it myself.”
She’s cute when she’s frustrated. A smile stretches across my face. “Yes, ma’am.”
I grip her hips and pull her ass into me before fucking her in earnest. Her soft moans and whimpers fill the room as I give her exactly what she asked for. “That’s my girl. I can feel you clenching around me. Come for me. Let me feel you come on my cock.”
I slide a hand around her hip, my forearm resting on her soft belly as my fingers sink between her lips to circle her clit. It only takes a few strokes before she’s plunging headlong into oblivion, pulling me right along with her.
I pull her body flush with mine, my cock still buried inside her as I cup her cheek and take her mouth in a languid kiss. I rest my forehead against her shoulder and inhale a steady breath. “I just need a minute to come back down. That was?—”
“Amazing,” she breathes.
“Yeah.”
Chapter 19
Brotherly Love
?Torn - Riley Green
Olivia
It’sanother weekly family dinner at the ranch, and almost everyone is here: both of Wilder’s brothers, Evie and Russell, of course, and even Luca and Ivy with four-year-old Rylin. We’re all seated around the massive table on the back deck, a stunning view of the peaks and valleys in the distance, endless green as far as the eye can see.
Rylin steals the show, going off on a rant about the barn cats and the new ‘baby sheeps’ as she calls them. No one is more enraptured than Luca, who’s slipped seamlessly into a fatherly role in her life. They’re a picture-perfect family, and I can’t help but be envious as I watch their interactions. Their love and devotion to one another is almost palpable from the opposite end of the table. I’m not sure that’s something I’ll ever find for myself, and that stark realization has me gripping my fork a little tighter.
Griffin is the more extroverted of Wilder’s brothers, and he joins inthe boisterous conversation right alongside Rylin. Jaxon adjusts his glasses and spears his fork into another baby carrot. There’s a quiet strength about Jaxon, and I get the feeling he’s hiding a secret pain under all of that ink. He notices me looking and gives me a tight-lipped smile.
The only missing Hayes is the baby of the family, Ruby, a country music darling and long-distance daughter. Can’t say I blame her for the absence. She’s playing sold-out shows all over the country while I’m here playing house.
I feel Wilder’s eyes on me, but I can’t bring myself to look at him, so I shovel another forkful of mac and cheese into my mouth and try to tamp down on the nausea swirling in my gut.
“How are you settling in, Liv?” Evie asks, her kind eyes fixed on me as she awaits my answer.
My mind immediately travels back to the night before.
What are we doing?
Worshipping you, Pretty Girl. Showing you what it should feel like when you’re with the right person.
Griffin snorts out a laugh when I take too long to answer.
I bite into my bottom lip to keep from smiling back. “It’s—good.”
Jesus, Liv. Might as well go ahead and tell them you’re getting railed six ways to Sunday.
Wilder’s gaze sears into me like a brand. There’s nothing but unfettered heat passing between us when I finally chance a look in his direction.
