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Before he can open it, I wrap my arms around his middle.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

He chuckles softly and kisses the top of my head.

Chapter 14

Luca

The back door opens as I finish drying my hands. Sarah steps inside beside Ford, and the cool Montana air follows them into the kitchen. Ford carries the empty feed bucket into the mudroom while Sarah wanders over to the sink for a glass of water.

Adele looks up from wiping down the counter. “Everything taken care of?”

“For tonight,” Ford says.

She smiles, setting the towel aside. “I think that’s enough for one day.”

Ford nods in agreement. “I’m about ready to turn in.”

Sarah crosses the kitchen and hugs her mama before wrapping her arms around her daddy.

“Goodnight.”

Ford kisses the top of her head.

“Sleep well, Sweet Girl.”

“You too.”

I tell them both goodnight before watching them disappear down the hallway. Ford reaches for Adele’s hand as they walk, and a moment later, their bedroom door closes.

When I look at Sarah, she’s leaning against the island, watching me with quiet amusement. One eyebrow lifts, and before I can ask what she’s thinking, she walks over, catches one of my belt loops with her finger, and gently tugs me toward the stairs.

Once we’re in her bedroom, Sarah shoves me back onto the narrow twin bed the second the door clicks shut. The old frame creaks under my weight. I open my mouth to protest but she’s already on her knees between my legs, fingers working my belt open with quick, eager tugs.

“Sarah,” I hiss, eyes darting to the closed door. “They’re right downstairs.”

She smirks, pops the button on my jeans, and drags the zipper down. My cock springs free, already half-hard. Her fingers wrap around the base and she leans in, dragging her tongue from base to tip in one slow, wet lick.

My hand flies to her hair. “Fuck, Baby Girl.”

Sarah hums around the head of my cock as she takes me into her mouth, the vibration making my hips jerk. She sinks down until her nose brushes my stomach, throat working around me. Spit slicks her chin as she bobs, sucking hard on every upstroke. One hand strokes what her mouth can’t reach while the other slips inside my open jeans to cup my balls, rolling them gently.

My fingers tighten in her hair, and my breathing turns ragged. She pulls off long enough to spit on my cock, then swallows me again, cheeks hollowing. Her eyes flick up to meet mine, sparkling with mischief.

When my thighs start to tremble she doubles down, taking me deep and swallowing around the head. “Shit—Sarah—“

I come hard. She swallows every drop, licking me clean before sitting back on her heels with a satisfied little smile.

Before she can say anything, I grab her under the arms and flip her onto the bed. I yank her jeans and panties down in one rough motion. My cock is still hard, shiny with her spit. I push her thighs apart and lean over her, voice low and strained.

“I’m only fucking you if you can be a good girl and keep quiet,” I whisper against her ear. “Not a sound. Understand?”

Sarah’s eyes flash with heat, and she grins. “Okay.”

I press my hand over her mouth, eyes locked on hers. “No more talking.”

She nods once, eyes bright with agreement, and falls completely silent beneath me. Her legs spread wide, thighs trembling as I line my cock up. I push in slow, watching her face the whole time. She’s soaked, so I sink all the way to the hilt in one steady thrust. Her eyes roll back, but she stays quiet, just like I told her. I start fucking her in short, hard strokes, the bed creaking under us with every thrust.