And it’s not like we’ve had much of a chance to talk all week. It’s been crazy at the ranch with schedule changes, gossip, and events to try to keep on task.
When he came over last night, he proposed another long weekend. Just him and me .?.?. uninterrupted. Ellie’s with her grandparents, so Dallas is seeing to the ranch.
“A week more?” I don’t add that it’s when I’d be boarding my return flight.
“Not enough.”
I stroke down to that sexy, defined V below his belly. “Through the end of summer?”
“It’s a start,” he says, eyes closing in on my mouth.
Hope dies a little bit inside me. It’s all right though. That flame wasn’t all that bright to begin with.
“You think two extra weeks to finish off the summer will be enough, cowboy?”
“No. I said it’s a start.”
But he’s also not asking. Not yet at least.
It’s like when Willow’s ex said,Iwanttospendtherestofmylifewithyou. But never proposed. Just left her to hope and wait and expect.
Like he was waiting to see if something better comes along.
She finally left him and told me five words that have never resonated so much as they do now.Iwanttobeenough.
But is enoughenough? Is it selfish to want to be some- one’s everything?
Of course it is. Who am I to demand something like that?
“You have any idea what you do to me?” he continues. His head clearly on something more .?.?. right now.
“Drive you wild?”
He moves that solid, mountain man of a body over me. “Like you wouldn’t believe.” Scooping my neck up, he kisses me like astarved man.
He rips the sheet down, exposing us both and twists to sit up against the headboard. “Sit on my lap. With your back to me.”
The request throws me off for a second. My lips part, but I don’t hesitate for long and shift, settling my knees on either side of his thighs. My back to him.
He strokes my sides gently. “So beautiful.” His hand drops between my spread thighs, and I know he finds me soaked. He coats my clit, gliding his thumb in tantalizing circles. His hard cock is in my hands. He reaches over with a condom. “Slide this on me.”
He groans from my touch as I roll it down. I’m hot and needy and ready for him. He sucks in a sharp breath like he can’t take it anymore and lifts me up, lowering me onto his cock. I guide him in slowly, but with an eagerness I’ve never possessed.
“Mine. This pussy, this perfect ass .?.?. is mine, Rose,” he growls as he sinks me over his length.
“Yes, yes.” My hands press against the mattress in front of me, using it as support as I ride him. The sensation from this erotic position. The declaration of ownership from his dirty mouth .?.?. it’s enough to have me coming apart.
“Wilder,” I cry as I ride him.
He threads his fingers into my hair. “Gorgeous. I love the way you move. The way you feel. You were made for me, Blue.”
The friction is too much. I’m going to come. “Oh God, Wilder.” It’s another whimper.
“That’s it, baby. Squeeze me just like that. That’s my girl. Ride it like it’s yours. Because I am. I’m all yours.”
I’m trembling, screaming as the build-up becomes impossible to hold back.
“Now come. Come with me.” He covers my breasts with his big hands as he thrusts, whispering in my ear, “Stay with me.” Then a guttural groan rips from his throat that electrifies me.
