Hard.
Fast.
Body shaking and sucking me in as she demands my cock fuck her tight little cunt to completion, and that’s what does it for me.
I pull out and spill my load in my palm—because knocking her up will be a dick move before we even discuss it—unleashing every month of frustration and loneliness without her out of my body.
I love this woman.
And I will spend every day telling her that for the rest of my life.
Looking for something to wipe my hand off with, Sienna falls to her ass in a thump along my seat when I find a rag that has been in here for God knows how long with fuck knows what’s on it.
“So,” Sienna pants, trying to catch her breath. “This is where I ghost you, right?”
I scoff loudly. “Fat chance.”
She chuckles, and I drop the rag back to the floor with the reminder to wash the damn thing this time. “When’s your next game?”
“Why?” I volley back. “Are we announcing ourselves as a couple there?”
“Why do that when we can do it at the town’s party tonight?”
I glance over at her like she’s crazy, but Sienna’s expression is flat and serious. “You’re being for real?”
“Why not?” She plucks the fabric of her tee. “I’m wearing the shirt.”
“We’re going to get bombarded.”
“Well, word on the street is that you’re used to that.”
“Not anymore.”
“You don’t want to break the rules, Mr. Wolfe?”
Rolling my eyes, I fall into the beach seat next to her and wrap my arm around her shoulders, pulling her into my frame. “I kinda liked sneaking around. It made you squirm a little.”
“So did dating Jonah, but hey, if you want me to try someone else—” I lightly pinch her inner thigh, which sends her into a small fit of chuckles.
“Try anything, with anybody, and I’m going to smack your ass in front of the whole town. That’ll leave a memory for Magnolia and something for these future fuckers to aspire to.”
“I mean…may as well go big, right?”
“Woman, I’m not looking to catch a charge tonight when I just got you back. Bailing out your man will be another Magnolia to-do for the next several weeks.”
“I didn’t think you’d mind.”
“I don’t.”
“Then why are you hesitating?”
“Because it’s one thing to waltz into town holdin’ hands. It’s another to have said hands all over you like we’ve been fucking around for months beforehand.”
“I’m sure you can behave.”
“I can’t.”
Sienna rests the side of her head on my chest. “You keep acting like we’re horny teenagers all the time, folks will start to hate us.”
