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“Baby, I want you, but I need to know you’re mine when we’re together again. I need to know that you’ll never leave me like you did.”
She leans her forehead against my chest, and her voice is muffled, but I’m able to make out what she says. “I want you, Dustin, and I want forever with you, but I’m scared. I don’t want things to go back to the way they were.” She lifts her headand looks at me. “I mean, it’s been one day, and yes, today was perfect, but…”
I put my hand on her chin and lift it, searching her eyes with only the moonlight through the curtains to guide me. “I’m not pressuring you. I don’t want more from you than you’re willing to give. I want to know that when I have you, you’re mine, and you don’t have any second thoughts about me or us.”
She blinks up at me, and I let my hand slide across her belly and up so that I’m palming her breast. I squeeze her and then flick my finger across her erect nipple. “But…”
She arches her back, pressing her breast into my hand. “But what, D?”
I trail my hand down her belly, under the band of her shorts and underwear, and palm her bare pussy. Her hips jerk against me. I slide my finger through her swollen folds, and she whimpers.
The fact that she opens her legs wider, giving me access, has me increasing the pressure on her clit. Her hands lock on my arms. “What? I thought…”
I kiss her neck and whisper into her ear, “Even if we need to wait, I can still make you feel good, baby.”
She jerks her head to look up at me. “But… what about you?”
I increase the pressure, and she moans, letting her head fall back as her eyes close. “Baby, having you come apart in my arms is enough for me right now.”
“But…” She starts and stops as I sit up, pull her shorts and underwear down, and dive between her legs. I kiss her mound, hold her open, and kiss her until she’s writhing underneath me.When her orgasm hits, her body pulls tight, and she groans her release.
Her pussy vibrates, and I lap at her arousal. With one last kiss to her mound, I make my way up her body until I’m lying next to her. She’s limp, eyes closed, and her breathing starts to settle.
“I love you, Annie.”
I don’t expect her to say anything in return, but this is something that I’ve thought a lot about today. For a year, I never said it, so now I want to make sure I not only say it, but I also show her in everything I do.
Her eyes pop open, and she leans over me. “Dustin…”
I cup her face. “Can I kiss you, Annie? Please…”
She leans in, and I take her mouth in a savage kiss. I tilt her head, taking the kiss deeper. I lose myself in her, and when she whimpers, I break away, my breath coming in quick pants. She’s pressed against me, and my hard manhood is pressed into her belly.
I kiss her cheek and her forehead and then press my chin to the top of her head. “I love you, Annie.”
She sucks in a deep breath and lets it out. “Oh, Dustin. I love you too.”
Minutes later, when her breathing evens out and she’s limp in my arms, I yawn. I could sleep, but I fight it. Instead, I lie here, reveling in the feel of my wife in my arms.
CHAPTER 12
ANNIE
The last two weeks have flown by. Every day I’ve wondered if Dustin was going to go back to the way he was before I tried to leave him, but the thought never lasts long. If he’s gone when I wake up, he has left me a note, telling me how he feels about me. He tries to include me in ranch decisions, we exercise together, have meals together, and when I told him that I wanted to start a blog online to talk about the books I’m reading, he asked what he could do to help.
At home, we’ve fallen into a comfortable routine, but today I’m on edge. Not just because Dustin is performing in the bulldogging event at the Classic, but also because we’re going to be back at the rodeo, and I can’t stop remembering how these things have gone in the past.
The last event I went to, I sat in the stands the whole time, and when it was over I waited and waited for Dustin to come over and find me, and when he didn’t, I went home alone.
I’m praying this time is going to be different, but I’m not holding my breath.
“You okay?” Dustin asks me for the third time.
I force a smile onto my face. He shouldn’t be worried about me. He should be thinking about his event. “I’m fine.”
He huffs out a breath and steps in front of me. “Talk to me.”
Looking up at him, I’m reminded that we agreed we were going to be open and talk to each other, but I don’t want to lay this at his feet right now, so I only tell him half of it. “I’m just worried about you, that’s all. I… I just need you to be okay.”
