Page 31 of Summer With The Wilds

Without another word, Tuck pulls out and thrusts back into me hard. He starts pounding in and out, making my body start climbing that glorious hill of pleasure. The metal ring at the tip of his cock is hitting that perfect spot inside of me, my toes curling every time he thrusts in and hits that internal bundle of nerves. I’m so close to my climax, I just need a little bit more to crest that peak into utter oblivion. My hand moves down, trying to give myself a little extra push over the edge. Suddenly, Tuck stops thrusting, my orgasm fleeing little by little with every second he doesn’t keep fucking me.

“Don’t.”Smack. “Move.”Smack.

His hand cracks across my left ass cheek, instantly making my body tingle. Who knew heavy spanking would feel so good? Lots of people, probably. I bite my lip, nodding vigorously to show my consent. I want to scream that I’ll be a good girl. I want to beg him to keep going. The only sound that comes out is a whimper though, my traitorous body too wound up to listen to me.

His hips start moving again thankfully, his cock sliding in and out, slowly picking up pace before we’re back to the gloriously punishing pace from before. This time, I keep my body as still as possible, only allowing my toes to curl with my impending orgasm. It doesn’t take long for the pleasure to catch up to where it was, my body shaking uncontrollably with the start of my orgasm. Tuck’s hand goes between us, massaging my clit to finish sending me over that edge.

“Tuck, Tuck,TUCK!” I scream through my orgasm.

Our sweaty bodies are still going as Tuck pumps into me a few more times, groaning out loud with his own climax. His cock spurts inside me, filling me up as he claims me as his. Tuck pulls out, kissing me deeply and whispering sweet words against my lips. My body is spent from tonight’s events. Between the dancing, the fight, the foreplay, and then the sex, I feel like I ran a 12 mile marathon.

“I’m going to clean you up, princess. I’ll be right back with a cloth,” Tuck assures me, kissing me on the forehead as he moves to his bathroom.

Tuck is back in the blink of an eye, or the blink of my super sleepy eye, to clean me up. After he’s done, he picks me up and cradles me against his chest to move me up to the pillows at the headboard. He settles me down, facing away from him then slides under the covers pulling me close to him and nuzzling my neck. We lay like that for a little bit, him holding me and softly nuzzling into my neck as I start to fade into unconsciousness. When I’m almost asleep I hear him whisper to me.

“I love you, Brayleigh Carter. Thank you for not giving up on me.”

Chapter Seventeen

Brayleigh

The next few weeks fly by in a haze of craziness. The guys take up every second of free time I have, either one on one or even group dates almost every night. Archer took me on an amazing date at a fancy restaurant in the nearest big city, it was beautiful and honestly a bit like a dream. Each of the guys are so different in their approach to our relationship. Instead of it being odd or uncomfortable though, it feels like it completes me in a way I didn’t know I was missing.

Grayson brings out my free and wild side, Mason is sweet and gives me balance from his crazy twin. Colton is my teddy bear, loyal, commanding, and down to earth. Archer let’s me live out my city side with him, both of us enjoying the quiet of a small town and the hustle and bustle of the city. And Tucker? He’s my bad boy with a closeted romantic side. Each of them have something I need, a spot that can’t be filled by anyone else.

Piper has me helping with last minute wedding details like menus and name cards for the tables when I’m not with the guys. It’s tedious work, the penmanship constantly cramping my hand. But I get to do it with my best friend. Both of us have been soaking up having each other close again. It feels right to be back here, it feels like home. Although unlike before I left, this time I have everything I want. Well, almost everything.

My mom has been about as warm as Antarctica to me the past few weeks, refusing to even meet my eye on the rare occasion I join my parents for a meal. I love my mom and her opinion usually means the world to me, but this viewpoint of one man and one woman is one I won’t budge on. This is my life, I deserve to live it how I want. I can’t help that my heart fell for five guys or that those five guys all fell for me too. We’re happy, I’m happy, I feel like that should count more to her than this dated belief of love that she is holding onto so desperately. Dad has been trying with her, still she’s holding her ground and being about as stubborn as a bull. I can’t take much more of this animosity so I’ve started looking into other places to live since I’ll be sticking around indefinitely.

Today I’m going to ask Dad about joining the family business. I know he’s always despised doing the books for the ranch and Mom is hopeless with numbers. I figure I can take over the office duties and relieve some stress from Dad while also actually starting to work since I’m staying. If it doesn’t go well I’ll start pulling up the job sites to find something else, my savings will only last so long. Plus, I love this place. It has my horse, it has my parents, and it has at least one of my men. It’s a pretty big win win for me.

“Hey Dad!” I holler into the barn. Old Hank told me he saw him come in here about ten minutes ago, hopefully he’s still here. “You still in here?”

“If I wasn’t, you’d sound pretty silly yelling at no one.” Dad walks out of our new horse Cotton’s stall. He’s smiling at me, holding Cotton’s medicine in one hand and oats in the other. “Come help your old man while you talk.”

“You’re not old,” I murmur with a chuckle as I make my way over. Thank goodness I had the foresight to wear my barn clothes, this is probably going to get messy.

“What did you need, Sweetie?” Dad hands me the oats as he talks. Grabbing them, I try to keep Cotton focused on me and the oats while he tries to sneak her the meds.

“I was thinking,” I start then pause, unsure how to phrase this. “What do you think about me taking over the office part of the ranch? With my degree the books won’t be too difficult and I know you’ve always hated that part. I want to join the family ranch.”

“Aren’t you planning to head back to the city after Piper’s wedding?” Dad asks, his eyebrows raised in confusion. “Or did those Wild boys shake up your plans?”

“It was my decision to stay, none of them asked me to do it. I found something here that I’ve been missing for a while,” I say with a smile. “I always felt like I didn’t fit in, especially after the guys stopped talking to me. It doesn’t feel like that anymore. I actually like it here now, something I never thought I would say.”

“I’m glad, sweetie. If you’re staying here for you and not some misguided reason you got from anyone else, then yes. I would love to have you take over all that crappy paperwork.” Dad smiles at me, finishing up Cotton’s meds and nodding at me to give her all the oats. “Meet me in the office after dinner and we’ll talk about salary and hours.”

I squeal, rushing over to give Dad a huge hug. He hugs me back, squeezing me in his classic bear hug that I always loved. We part ways after that, Dad whistling as he makes his way to help out the farm hands in the small dairy barn. The smile on my face feels permanent, just like my staying here now is. I need to tell one of my guys and text just doesn’t seem adequate for this kind of news. Rushing out of the barn, I head towards the field where Grayson said he would be working with the young foals today.

“Gray!” I yell, waving my hands when I get to the fence.

Grayson’s face lights up the moment he sees me, he turns to the other farm hand beside him, pointing over here and clapping his back before running to me. Without a word, he jumps the fence, sweeping me up into his arms and plants a huge kiss on my lips. I get lost in the sensations that his sexy, sweaty body is giving me. Kissing him back with passion and love, I wrap my legs around his waist as he deepens it. We kiss for what feels like hours but is probably only minutes. Sighing, I pull back to look into his beautiful grey eyes.

“What’s up, beautiful? You’re glowing with happiness,” Grayson notes, brushing a hand across my cheek in affection.

“Dad said yes to me working in the office! I’m going to be staying right here for, well, hopefully a long time.” My squeal comes out again as Grayson whoops, spinning me around in his arms.

“That’s the best damn news I’ve ever heard. We should celebrate,” Gray murmurs with another kiss. “Dinner tonight?”

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