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I don’t know why, but his words spur me on. God, I feel heat rush through me, and before I know it, I’m crying out as my orgasm hits me. My pussy contracts around his length, and he grunts low in his throat. “You love the thought of me coming ungloved inside of you, don’t you, Baby girl?” he growls, his voice is deep and husky, sends shivers over my skin.

“Daddy,” I whimper, unsure of what happens now.

Our breathing is labored, he’s watching me carefully, his cock still buried inside me. I close my eyes and lean against him, my body trembling from the amazing orgasms and fantastic sex.

He holds me close, keeping me in his arms where I’m trying to recover. I’m trying to inhale some much needed oxygen, but this man’s cock is still hard.

He pulls out, and I wince from the pain and the empty feeling.

His cum leaks from my pussy, and before I can speak, he thrusts his fingers into my pussy, scooping up the cum that’s leaking from me and pushing it back in. “Going to keep this pussy fed with my cum,” he whispers against my neck. “I’m not going to stop until your stomach is swollen with our child.”

I’m so totally screwed. There’s no other words to say.I’m his.

God, I dread to think what the town is going to say.

CHAPTER SIX

TATE

Having her in my home feels right, she’s got wide eyes as she walks around, taking everything in. “It’s amazing,” she breathes.

I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that she’s mine. All fucking mine. It’s what I’ve wanted, I just didn’t think it would happen so quickly. I bided my time, I never meant to snap as I did this evening, but fuck, having her flirt with other men, especially that Guildford kid, was too much for me to bear. Then she bent over in that fucking skirt, her ass on display for me, and I just lost it.

“There’s dinner for us,” I tell her as I take her hand.

It’s going to cause a scandal, one of the worst things about living in a small town is how everyone knows everyone’s business. I don’t give a fuck if they know that Anna-Beth is mine, I will care if they start being malicious towards my woman. That’s not something that I’ll stand for.

“What’s for dinner?” she asks softly, resting her head against me.

She’s tired, I can see it in the lines on her face. She worked her ass off today, and then I mauled her like a fucking animal—something that I plan on happening again later—thankfully today is Friday, which means I have the weekend off, as does she and I have no intentions of going anywhere.

For the next forty-eight hours, Anna-Beth is staying here, and we’ll be spending the majority of time naked.

“Pizza,” I answer. “My security had it delivered moments ago.”

“Any chance I could eat in bed?” she asks with a grin.

Fuck, for someone as inexperienced as she is, she sure as fuck knows how to get me worked up. “You think that I’ll have you in bed and I’ll only be eating pizza?” I tut. Fuck no. She’s more delicious than anything else. I’d spend my entire evening eating her out, not coming up for air.

“Where’s your room?” she asks, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip.

I give her instructions to get there and move toward the kitchen. “Marcus,” I greet my head of security. “Ms. Winters will be staying this weekend.”

He gives me a grin. “Thank you for updating me. I’ll be in the lodge if you need me.”

He walks out of the kitchen, and I hear the front door closing moments later. Now we’re all alone.

Fifteen minutes later, pizza and drinks in hand, I make my way toward my bedroom. My mouth waters as I see Anna-Beth lying on my bed, wearing nothing but my tee. Her legs spread apart, and I can see her pussy peeking out.

Christ. She’s a temptress.

“Baby girl,” I growl. “You’re going to eat. Your pussy took a pounding and needs to recover. Once you’ve eaten, we can play again.”

She pouts. Fucking brat. But thankfully does as I say and begins to eat dinner. I have a few emails to answer as she watches TV. She has no fucking idea just how hard she makes me. Everything she does is graceful and sexy. She’s beyond a temptation, she’s my very own seductress.

An hour later, and I’ve finally finished returning the emails, I see that she’s fast asleep. As disappointed as I am, I know that she needs the rest. I get rid of the boxes and drinks and lock up the house. When I return to the bedroom, she’s still asleep. I strip out of my clothes and crawl into the bed beside her. My arms curl around her body, and I pull her into me. The heat of her breath against my skin is like torture, but soon, I find myself falling asleep too.

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