Page 54 of Protective Cowboy

“Wow,” she breathed. “You’ve learned a lot since the last time we were together.”

She saw his teeth gleaming in the dim light as he grinned down at her. “And I’ve got more to show you. You’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.”

His thick cock rose proudly from between his thighs as he quickly rolled on a condom.

Matt wasted no time in claiming her. He rose to his knees and slid his hands under her knees, spreading her wide. Then he entered her with one powerful thrust.

Autumn gasped as he filled her completely, his rigid length hitting against all the right spots and sending sparks of pleasure through her body.

He moved slowly at first, teasing every inch of her inner walls before picking up the pace, pounding into her with an intensity that left them both breathless.

Autumn could feel another climax winding up as Matt continued to thrust deeply into her. He bent his head to her breasts, kissing and nibbling on them while he pounded her pussy.

Their pants and soft groans mixed in a passionate symphony as they moved together in perfect rhythm.

Autumn’s climax rolled over her, even stronger than her first release. Mindful of Jayden sleeping just down the hall, she bit back her scream of pleasure as almost-unbearable shudders of ecstasy shook her. Matt’s thrusts sped up until he groaned and convulsed.

“Oh, fuck, Autumn,” he groaned, collapsing onto her, a hard, damp weight. “Fuck. That was amazing.”

She couldn’t agree more.

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Autumn woke slowly, aware of Matt’s arm draped over her waist and his breath stirring her hair. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, and she wondered what time it was.

For the first time in longer than she could remember, peace infused her, right down to her bones. She felt utterly relaxed, with contentment that had nothing to do with physical pleasure and everything to do with the man sleeping beside her.

Matt made her feel special. Cherished. All the things she’d once believed about love and forever, before Phillip had systematically destroyed her faith in happy endings.

Being with Matt again felt so right.

Yet doubt still lingered. What if she’d made another mistake last night? She’d been so sure that Phillip was The One. Until he proved her wrong.

Sudden anxiety twisted her stomach into knots. How can I trust myself to make the right choice?

She curled up into a fetal position. Matt stirred.

“Morning,” he mumbled, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck.

She tried to push down her inner turmoil and forced herself to straighten. “Morning.”

“You okay?” Of course, he’d noticed. He could always read her too well.

“I’m fine.” She rolled over to face him, trailing a finger down his stubbled jaw. “Just thinking too much, as usual.”

He caught her hand, bringing it to his lips. “About what? Talk to me.”

“It’s stupid.” She looked away, heat flooding her cheeks.

“Hey.” He kissed her forehead. “Nothing that worries you is stupid. You can tell me anything, you know that.”

His steadfast gaze felt like he was peering down into the depths of her soul. “I’m scared,” she admitted in a whisper. “Scared this won’t work out. Scared I’ll end up hurt. Or hurt you again.”

“Oh, Autumn.” He gathered her close, wrapping her in the safety of his embrace. “I’m willing to take the chance, if you are. I believe we’re exactly where we’re meant to be.”

“How can you know that?” she challenged, hating the bitterness in her tone. “Things change. People change.”

“Not me. Not when it comes to you.” He stoked her hair. “Have a little faith, Autumn. Everything will be okay in the end.”

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