Page 73 of Mine To Keep (Southern Wedding)

Grace looks at her great-grandfather and then looks at me, about to ask me something when we hear horses coming from the other side. A big black horse stops near us, and I see it’s her grandfather on the horse, and beside him is her father with Meadow in front of him. “He’s a real cowboy.” Meadow points at Billy. “Can you ride horses?” she asks him.

“Grandpa,” Grace states proudly, leaving my side, “this is Meadow. Meadow, this is my great-grandfather Billy. The best cowboy ever.”

“Excuse me,” Casey says, “I was the rodeo king.”

“A million years ago,” Quinn deadpans.

“Why don’t you bring her over to the house?” Billy says to Quinn. “Get her on her own pony.”

Meadow gasps, “My own pony?” Her eyes go big. “Do you have a pony?” She looks at Grace.

“I have three,” she tells her, and I swear Meadow looks at me like I’ve given her nothing in her life.

“There is a horse in the barn,” Quinn says to Billy, “saddled up.”

“Then I’ll be out in a second,” he says to them, turning to me. “I take it you will be staying for dinner.”

“No,” Casey answers.

At the same time, Grace looks at me and says, “Yes.”

“When will you learn?” Quinn tells Casey. “Remember Sofia? You now own a hockey team, and you still can’t skate.”

“I can too skate,” Casey defends. “I just can’t stop on time.”

Grace turns to me. “How does my great-grandfather Billy know you?”

“I called him yesterday,” I tell her. “I figured if I had to come here, I would get at least one person on my side.” Her mouth hangs open. “He hung up on me the first four times.”

“Wow,” she says.

“I would have taken on the whole family if I had to,” I inform her. “Nothing was going to stop me from getting to you.”

She looks up at me, the tears a distant memory, her eyes glimmering in the sunshine. My chest fills with a different feeling this time. A feeling of fullness, a feeling of peace, a feeling of happiness. Here in the middle of this farm, I’ve never felt more at peace. “You know what we have to do next, don’t you?” She gets up on her tippy-toes and whispers in my ear, “Make-up sex.”

epilogue one

Grace

“Shhh,” Caine warns as I close my eyes and sink down on his cock until my ass hits his legs, “you have to be quiet.”

“It’s so good.” I hold on to his shoulders as I lift myself to the tip of his cock, then sink back down again, this time faster than the last. His mouth swallows the moan that comes out of my mouth.

“Baby,” he says softly before he bends and takes one of my nipples into his mouth, biting down and then sucking in, sending shockwaves through me.

“Caine,” I try to whisper, “I don’t know if I can keep quiet.”

“You’ll have to try, baby.” He leans against the headboard, and one of his hands moves from my hip to my nipple as he rolls it. I slam down on him, our panting filling the room. “That’s it, baby.”

I’m delirious at this point and can feel the orgasm coming within my fingertips. “Caine.” I don’t know if I’m asking him or begging him.

“Take it, baby,” he urges, his hands on my hips helping me move up and then slamming me down, making his cock go deeper into me. “Take my cum.” He wraps one arm around my waist, picking me up and then slamming me down on his cock. “Your pussy is going to suck the cum right out of me.” I lean back a little so his cock can rub my G-spot, and he knows it. “That pussy is getting tight,” he whispers, “strangling my cock.” His thumb slides between us, rubbing it down my slit before he rubs my clit with it. “Greedy for my cum.”

“Yes,” I pant, “I want it all.” I close my eyes as he helps me ride his cock, something I wanted to do all by myself, but I knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off me. “I want it in me.” I wrap my arms around his neck. “I want it on me,” I whisper in his ear. “I want it dripping out of me all day long.”

“Fuck,” he groans, and I know that he’s as gone as I am. “I’m going to—”

“I’m there.” I close my eyes as I squeeze his cock, his mouth covering mine as we both come at the same time. He slides his hand from between us to wrap it around my back, pulling me to him. I let go of his lips before I sink deeper into him, burying my face in his neck.

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