Page 52 of Stirring Up Trouble
The resistance probably stung a bit. I didn’t think stopping to prep him was going to be enough. My boy wanted me, and he wanted me now.
When I filled him to the max, his back arched and he cried out, "Daddy!"
The noise spurred me on, making me tilt my hips back as I fucked him relentlessly. All the frustration I had about the other man laying hands on him and thinking he could have my boy came out in the brutal way I took control. I had to wrap my arms around him because he was shaking so bad from my thrusts.
Even still, he was crying out formoreandpleaseandyes, Daddyandharder. Of course I delivered everything he wanted. I wanted to give him all of me. It was only fair since he’d given me all of himself.
When he came minutes later, it was with a scream. I had no doubt the people outside of the room heard it. Some might have even been alarmed. When we walked out, my boy would likely be embarrassed, but I couldn’t give a fuck.
He felt too good.
His ass was a vise around my dick. Sex had never felt like this. It was so fucking good, I was coming right on the end of his release.
“That's it baby. You take this dick so well,” I praised him as I lapped kisses against his neck, sucking and biting, leaving more marks but in a visible place this time.
There would be no question he was taken. No question that he was mine.
When I finally stopped my movement, he sagged. I leaned us back against a wall since my own legs felt a bit like Jell-O.
“Daddy,” he whimpered as he rolled his head back on my shoulder. He was sweatier than before and his blissed-out expression made me grin.
“Yeah, baby,” I rubbed my hand across his stomach.
“I like when you're jealous, but I don't want any other man to touch me again.”
I pressed a kiss to his cheek. “They won't, baby. I can promise you that.”
Nineteen
Robin
Sleep eludedme after our full day with Blaze’s family. I had never experienced such connection with people from the get-go. It was as if they considered me family without really knowing me.
I loved the guys at the Coleman Ranch. They were wonderful to be around. But I also knew that I wasn't truly a part of their group.
I didn't work on the ranch.
I wasn't dating or married to anyone on the ranch.
I was Griffin's business partner, which meant I was close by proxy.
But with all the people here at Anders Ranch, they wanted Robin. Not Robin the vet or Robin the friend. Just me. The person I was, was good enough.
It was a relief, and yet I still couldn't sleep.
Part of it was the energy of the day. But I knew another part was the countdown that was silently ticking behind us.
I’d thought that when I had to make a final decision, I might be able to leave Blaze behind.
What a lie.
Aridiculousnotion.
I couldn't just leave him with no intent of coming back, or at least some kind of plan to try long distance.
I wish I had some magic eight ball I could look at or an unbiased person to consult to tell me that what I was doing was right. I needed to know I wasn't making stupid choices.
While I was laying there, my phone pinged on the nightstand. Blaze was out cold so I grabbed it to mute the dang thing. Whoever was trying to get in touch with me could wait.
